Ten God Emperor

"This is... the power of the endless stream of clouds to the ultimate power?"

Yun Xie looked up and looked up at the clouds of rain that fell.

"He... don't you want to escape?"

Looking at the sky, the clouds have fallen, and the long and narrow beauty of Yunyue reveals a hint of worry. It can be clearly felt from the falling cloud, which contains extremely violent energy fluctuations.

"Young Master..."

Lin Yaoyao's smart eyes flashed lightly. When she looked at the cloud, she suddenly felt that there was a hint of boiling in her body's blood: "This feeling is so familiar..."

Ten years ago, Lin Yaoyao, a six-year-old, was sent to the Yun family as a prostitute as a female slave. Although she is a prostitute, these foreign female slaves do not have any personal freedom and status. For this group of unscrupulous children, they can be It’s already a great luck to send to the Yun family, at least here you can eat and drink.

On the contrary, boys and girls who have not been sent to the major families may be sold as slaves. Some minors may be buried in the belly of the beast, and some may be alone in the cold and hungry. The death.

Therefore, these female slaves who were sent to the major families have served the master with the most humble and cautious attitude since childhood, and have no scornfulness or even rudeness for any request.

Among the female slaves, Lin Yaoyao’s fate is special, perhaps because of a cloud break, a lonely cultivation genius.

"Come here, you don't have to bow to anything."

Lin Yaoyao will never forget, this is the first sentence that the young master said, even though the voice was young and tender. Perhaps they have the same fate of no father and no mother. Since Xiaoyun, they did not treat Lin Yaoyao as the next person. She was treated with the best treatment, whether it was clothing, food and shelter.

But the more it is, Lin Yaoyao knows more and more grateful, and does not dare to have any ritual or arrogance. Even, she regards the life of the young master as more important than herself.

Perhaps because of loneliness, no childhood playmates, Yun Xi's childhood was spent in boring and complicated cultivation. From the age of twelve, he succeeded in condensing the qi into a warrior and became the smallest warrior of the Yun family. At the age of sixteen, Yunqi successfully condensed the sea and became a martial artist. It even broke the record of the fastest cultivation of the entire Cangwu City and even the West Heyun State.

In the eyes of outsiders, the cloud break at that time was a enchanting existence, and in the eyes of Lin Yaoyao, the young master was a god, a **** sent by God to save her.

Yun Xiu handed over the most precious things to Lin Yaoyao. Even because she said that the pattern on the fire cloud made it look good, she gave her the amulet as a talisman.

However, the young master refused to teach her the method of cultivation, because the young master once said: "Before cultivation, you are a person, but after cultivation, you have become an individual."

Lonely, indifferent, not close to others, this is Lin Yaoyao's most profound impression of the young master.

But after the young master resurrected, everything seems to have changed. It seems to be kind and easy to follow. To be honest, she prefers the young master now, more like a living person with flesh and blood.

"I also want to practice, and I also want to be able to guard him like a young master one day..."

Lin Yaoyao made up his mind to share the heavy silence with the young master, so in the two years when the young master was not there, her cultivation began to begin to look at the path.

Mu Yunge's various methods of cultivation, low-level meta-technologies, including scroll books of various kinds of medicinal herbs, she has seen all of them, and I have never forgotten that it is difficult for ordinary people to understand and even to cultivate oysters. She can see through the mysterious things at a glance, of course... Lin Yaoyao has a secret, which Yun Yun did not know, that is, she can hide her vitality.

It’s not difficult to hide the vitality, but it’s hard to do it even if it’s a big martial artist, but it’s hard to do it, but the little girl who seems to have no power to do it can do it easily.

The overwhelming clouds have fallen, and Lin Yaoyao's pretty little face is slightly ruddy. Her beautiful big eyes are staring at the trajectory of the cloud, and an invisible wave undulates from the depths of the pupil.

The falling cloud, in the air that is difficult to capture with the naked eye, paused a little in the air. It was this crucial moment that Yunchao covered the flame armor.

The martial artist, the martial arts, when the flame armor was completely condensed, the cloud rest slowly raised his head, his right hand was flat, his eyes stared indifferently at the cloud that was close at hand, and then waved a punch and slammed it.

"Hey!"

The hard power of the two powerful forces makes the surrounding air sway, the flames are steaming, and the surrounding air seems to be boiling, and the air bubbles are suffocating.

"Give me back!"

Under the tremendous pressure of anger, Yun Xi snorted, and the delicate face suddenly became distorted. Even the corner of his eye was cracked to an incredible degree due to heavy pressure. He twisted his body and twisted his palm. In an incredible arc, he trembled and grabbed the overwhelming cloud, turning around himself.

"This is...the meaning of the promise..."

Seeing the rotation of the group, but the cloud of gas does not cause any substantial damage, Yun Mu white eyes slightly cracked, incredulously shouted: "Impossible, how he realized the meaning of the Promise, impossible!"

The so-called meaning of the Promise is a hint of thought that Yun Mubai realized when he practiced the Promise of the Infinite Flow. In an accurate sense, this is an alternative state of spiritual power.

The Promise Flow Cloud Palm is one of the many Yuanji Mountains in Qingling Mountain, and Qingling Mountain is the ancient Taoist sect. The giants who live in the legends of the people, the principles of cultivation that all the gatekeepers follow are the Promise.

The ancient Dao Zong pays attention to: "From the heart, do what you want."

The most obvious understanding of them and the Promise is to use the power of nature and the heavens and the earth for their own use, to follow the changes in yin and yang, and to perceive the flow of breath around them.

The reason why Yun Mubai can use the power of the infinite stream to remove the power of the corpus callosum is not to use the gas to turn off the arrogant flame energy, but to lead the flame force to rub against the air, thus gradually weakening it into nothingness. .

The disciples of Qingling Mountain can cultivate a lot of Wuji Liuyun, but they really realize that this silkless meaning is less than one percent.

This should have been a talent he is proud of, but he did not expect that when Yun Xing was in the fight with him, he could only understand the mystery of the Promise by virtue of the change of the move, and he would still use his way. He is.

"It’s hard that he hasn’t shot before, he’s stealing my moves!”

Thinking of this layer, Yun Mubai Sen hated the surging, and even the inner heart moved a bit of killing.

"It is a high-spirited person from Qingling Mountain. This mysterious technique is really powerful and taught!" Yun Xing was surrounded by fire, and his palms touched the sky like a huge wave of clouds, and finally slammed on the ground.

"Booming!"

The torrential air of the torrents shattered, mixed with frenzied winds, and blew in all directions.

Yunchao stopped and stood up, and the flame that filled the body gradually disappeared into the invisible. He turned and looked at the white cloud, faintly said: "It's over!"