Sign In For One Hundred Thousand Years, Please Hurry Up

Chapter 243

After recovering the ancient painting, Ye Yun’s figure flashed and returned to the carriage.

He slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Just now I saw the deceased one hundred thousand years ago, but the deceased did not recognize him, which made Ye Yun’s mood a little turbulent.

Although it did not affect his strong Dao heart, it still made his mood a little bit depressed.

In the Great Hall, everyone is still in a relatively static state.

Ye Yun glanced at Mao Bo’er’s father one last time, and instantly retrieved all the memories in his mind.

Ye Yun wanted to learn about the origin of this ancient painting because of his memory extraction.

After reading a memory like a stream of water, Ye Yun’s face grew darker.

He murmured to himself: “It turns out that the ancestors of the Lynx clan were pets raised by Xiao Yunxiao in his later years, so before he parted, he left an ancient painting to the Lynx clan to protect him for thousands of years… ”

Speaking of which.

Ye Yun took out the ancient painting and opened it slowly, carefully looking at the woman in Qingyi on it.

According to the memory of the old man in the golden robe.

More than 90,000 years ago, Yunxiao, who became the great demon of the eternal realm, began to cultivate the Great Way of Forgetfulness.

Through cultivation this peerless magical skill, she broke through to the tenth peak of the eternal realm in one fell swoop and became a rare monster in the world.

This kind of Cultivation Base, even in the human race, can’t find a few.

So Yunxiao at that time was the leader of the monster race on the Cangnan Continent.

It is also a spiritual leader.

To Ye Yun’s surprise, Yun Xiao later founded the Unfeeling Palace and recruited many disciples and disciples.

There are demons and humans.

The people in the Unfeeling Palace cultivated the Great Way of Forgetfulness, one by one, they were cold and ruthless, killing and decisive.

On the entire Cangnan Road, it is famous and powerful.

Seventy thousand years ago.

The conflicts between the human race and the monster race on the Cangnan Continent became increasingly acute, and a great battle finally broke out.

At the beginning of the war, Yun Xiao, who was cultivating the Great Way of Wangqing, did not make a move.

She repelled the human race’s tenth-level peak cultivator of the eternal realm, and gained a ray of life for the monster race.

Since then, it has been remembered by all the demons and has been called the ancestor of ten thousand demons.

The Unfeeling Palace has also become the Sacred Land of the Monster Race.

Seeing these past events, Ye Yun couldn’t help but sigh, he could vaguely guess why Yunxiao was too cultivated on the path of emotionlessness.

At that time Ye Yun fell, which was a huge blow to Yunxiao.

In frustration, she cultivated too on the road of forgetfulness, hoping to use the magic power to forget the pain in her heart.

“Ugh……”

Ye Yun sighed.

After a hundred thousand years of vicissitudes of life, things are different, and the clouds are long gone.

An eternal demon race, although life span is very long, but it is impossible to live to one hundred thousand years.

He silently looked at the woman on the screen, and he was in a daze, as if time had returned to one hundred thousand years ago.

…

Inside the Great Hall.

Suddenly everyone was refreshed and awakened from a static state.

“What happened just now?”

The big dark horse stared and shook his head, a little dazed.

The same is true for the Blood Chief Demon Dragon.

However, when he saw that the woman in Tsing Yi that made them tremble in mid-air suddenly disappeared, even the ancient painting disappeared.

Xuekui Yaolong suddenly woke up.

It must be the master.

When the master saw that they were not opponents of women in Tsing Yi, he directly helped them solve the crisis.

call!

Xuekui Demon Dragon took a deep breath, feeling a surviving aftermath in his heart.

The big dark horse also understood at this moment, knowing that the master made the shot at a critical moment.

“Where did Yaozu go?”

At this time, the old man in the golden robe also woke up, looking at the sky above the empty Great Hall, he couldn’t help but let out a roar in his heart.

Just now it was about to succeed, and the two eternal realm great monsters were about to be suppressed, and suddenly they were in a trance, and the will body of the monster ancestor and the ancient painting disappeared at the same time.

What happened?

The old man in the golden robe couldn’t wait to hit the wall and die.

This ancient painting has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the patriarchs of previous generations have never used it.

He was also forced to use this ancient painting today.

But I didn’t expect…

He even lost the ancient painting.

He is simply a sinner in the history of the lynx clan!

The old man in the golden robe looked up to the sky and roared, tears raining down, feeling guilty in his heart.

Mao Baoer saw that his father was so gloomy and didn’t know how to persuade him.

“Father, don’t be sad, maybe all this is God’s will…”

The girl in pink walked over and supported her elderly father. She found that at this moment, her father seemed to be much older.

Mao Baoer saw his father like this, and kept crying.

She didn’t expect so many things happened when she returned home.

The greatest heritage of their Tianlingcat clan was actually lost by her father.

Cat Boa can imagine his father’s mood at the moment.

“It should be the master…”

The big black cat stood up. He thought about the experience just now, and immediately understood it, and then sent a voice transmission to Mao Bao’er.

“It turns out that the master made the shot, so that means that the ancient painting should be in the hands of the master…”

Cat Boa was a little excited.

She decided to go to the master and return the ancient painting, so that her father wouldn’t blame herself so much.

Just as she was about to walk out of the Great Hall, she suddenly heard a thunderous sound in the air: “The old man of the Lynx clan, hurry up and die!”

The voice was so thick and penetrating that it shook the entire Great Hall.

The old man in the golden robe slapped a spirit, and immediately heard who the voice was.

He flashed around and walked out of the Great Hall.

Standing on the square in front of the Great Hall, looking up into the void, I found a Daoist shadow standing.

This Daoist Ying has a huge body and is surrounded by a strong Ghost Qi, looking eerie and terrifying.

“Ghost King of the Underworld, you were my defeated man thousands of years ago. Will you come to die again this time?”

The old man in the golden robe let out an angry shout.

The visitor was the ghost king of the ghost king of the Tianyue Dynasty, and he had a deep grudge with their Tianlingcat clan.

Thousands of years ago.

The ghost king of the underworld led the doormen to attack the Lynx clan.

But he was repelled.

Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, this guy came again.

“This time the ghost king has cultivated a god-tier skill, and I have to fight you well.”

The ghost king of the underworld made a big move, and a black spear appeared in his hand. Ghost Qi lingered on the spear, making a gloomy cry, and it seemed that countless souls were screaming in it.

“Mao Boer, give me the Sky Spirit Mirror.”

The old man in Jinpao turned his head and shouted.

Cat Baoer ran out in a hurry, and when he heard his father’s voice, he immediately threw the Sky Spirit Mirror out.

“Oh, the Sky Spirit Mirror is not in your hands.”

When the ghost king of the underworld saw this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately swooped down from mid-air, holding a black spear, and stabbing him viciously.

His shot went straight to the chest of the old man in the golden robe.

The old man in the golden robe quickly backed away in desperation, and the Heavenly Spirit Mirror flashed past him.

With a big move, the Ghost King of the Underworld immediately grabbed the Heavenly Spirit Mirror in his hand.

“Hahaha… Old thing, you don’t have the Heavenly Mirror, see how you can fight me?”

The Ghost King of Underworld laughed arrogantly.

The pale face of the old man in the golden robe became extremely difficult to look at at this moment.

The Celestial Mirror is the treasure of their Celestial cat clan, and it can exert supreme power in his hands.

If there is no Heavenly Spirit Mirror.

He is probably not the opponent of the ghost king of Hades.