MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1426 Have you figured it out? (First more)

"The source of desire..." Wang Baole murmured, standing in the Desire Tower of Desire City, the Desire Lord beside him looked at Wang Baole tremblingly at this moment. Such a close distance enabled her to feel Wang Baole's body more clearly. Fluctuations.

The fluctuation gave her a strong feeling, as if once it escaped, she could completely lose her mind in a moment and sink into desire forever.

"So...why did the emperor turn this into a world of seven emotions and six desires, or to be more precise, why should the emperor put his own desires here." Wang Baole was silent for a long time, he raised his head, his dark eyes looked towards the sky.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the question that Emperor Xuanchen asked himself twice.

"Have you figured it out clearly?"

At that time, Wang Baole responded with practical actions, but in the final analysis, he didn't speak, and he didn't say the answer directly.

Wang Baole was thoughtful, lowered his head and raised his right hand. The next moment the black mist penetrated from the palm of his hand and gathered together to form a black ball. There seemed to be some kind of life in this black ball, exuding endless desires. At the same time, he seemed to be struggling, trying to get out of Wang Baole's hands.

The Lord of Touching on the side trembles even more at this moment.

Wang Baole watched for a long while, slowly re-entering it into his body, and then took a step forward, the next moment, he had left the city of desire.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared in the city of lust, that the master of **** was relieved, but the fear and panic in the depths of his eyes were still extremely strong.

"The aura in his body is terrible... and the black mist..." The Desire Master murmured, as if recalling some memories that made her tremble.

At the same time, Wang Baole, who walked out of the City of Desire, could feel that his current state had reached the extreme of this world, and at this moment, when facing the Emperor Xuanchen, Wang Baole was sure to suppress him. Push open the door of the upper realm.

It can be said that the purpose of coming to Yuanyu Daokong is about to be achieved now. He will soon be able to see the monarch in retreat. The next step is to cut off the cause and effect and make himself free.

But I don't know why, at this moment, he is always hesitating in his heart.

So in thinking about the source of this hesitation, Wang Baole walked aimlessly in this second world. I don't know how long it had passed before he came to a desert.

"Actually, I got here." Wang Baole looked in a daze, raised his head and looked around, his eyes a little complicated.

Here, it was the place where his ontology was. He could feel the aura from the ontology under this desert. He wanted to come... the ontology was also aware of himself at this moment.

He and the body, one on the desert, one under the desert, one bowed, and the other raised, seemingly gaze together.

Both the body and the clone are silent.

After a while, Wang Baole in the desert suddenly smiled, shaking his body, and sank directly into the desert. When he appeared... he was already in the main retreat in the depths of the desert.

This is Wang Baole's clone, the first time after he left, he appeared in front of the ontology in a complete sense.

time flies……

Three days passed quickly.

Except for Wang Baole himself, no one knows what his clone and body had talked with during these three days.

Three days later, Wang Baole's figure appeared outside the desert. He stood there, bowed his head, looked under his eyes complicatedly, and then took a deep breath, showing decisiveness in his eyes, and went straight to the sky!

Under the desert, the figure sitting there cross-legged sighed slightly. In this sigh, there was complexity, sigh...and even a trace of indescribable confusion.

The second world has changed.

As Wang Baole stepped into the sky, and as his figure appeared again in front of the gate of the upper realm, the eyes of the seven emotions and desires of the second world gathered in a flash.

And in the ancient city, some of the strong people among the ancients who lived here and didn't have much mingling with the seven emotions and six desires also opened their eyes and looked towards the sky.

Under the gaze of everyone's attention, Wang Baole stepped toward the gate, and as he approached, the next moment...The Great Emperor Xuanchen meditated cross-legged in front of the gate, his eyes slowly opened and closed, and he looked at Wang Baole coldly.

The cursed face on his face is still there at the moment, but there is only one left, and it has faded a lot.

"Stop!" The Great Emperor Xuan Chen stared at Wang Baole as he walked, his cold expression slowly changed, and finally he appeared solemn for the first time and spoke slowly.

Wang Baole shook his head and continued walking, getting closer and closer to the place where the Great Emperor Xuanchen was.

Just after he walked within the range of less than ten feet between the two, Xuan Chen suddenly raised his right hand and pointed towards Wang Baole.

Under this finger, Wang Baole was suddenly distorted in everything around him, and a supreme power came crashing down, suddenly turning into the illusory shadow of a parrot around him, as if to enshroud it.

Wang Baole looked as usual, just waved his hand, and a wisp of black mist instantly emanated from the palm of his hand, and quickly wandered around his body. The shadow of the parrot instantly turned into pitch black as soon as it touched it. His eyes are also a little more agile.

It's just... the source of this agility is desire!

After a stern roar, the illusory parrot turned his head abruptly and went straight to the Great Emperor Xuanchen.

The Great Emperor Xuan Chen's complexion became more solemn, pinched between his hands, pointed forward, and the parrot that rushed towards him directly burned and turned into nothing.

But there was a wisp of black mist that could not be erased by Emperor Xuanchen's supernatural powers. To him, there seemed to be a certain kind of greed, and it came in an instant.

The expression in Xuan Chen's eyes was a little strange. He silently looked at the coming black mist, his expression was very complicated, he did not dodge, but closed his eyes.

In the next instant, the black air approached directly, and it was about to touch the center of Emperor Xuanchen's eyebrows, but in the end it stayed in front of him, only three inches from the center of his eyebrows.

It seems very unwilling to reconcile, this black air seems to be struggling, but it is forcibly manipulated by a strong force, making it impossible to spread out.

It was not Emperor Xuanchen, but Wang Baole who restricted it.

Wang Baole had no expression on his face, and walked step by step in front of the Great Emperor Xuanchen. The Great Emperor Xuanchen noticed it, opened his eyes, and took a deep look at Wang Baole.

Wang Baole also looked at him, and after a long while, spoke softly.

"Senior Xuan Chen, I figured it out clearly."

Hearing the words, Xuan Chen stood up silently, did not speak, turned and left, going further and further...

It seemed that this was what he was waiting for.

Staring at Xuan Chen's back, for a long time... Wang Baole retracted his gaze and looked at the door of the upper realm standing in the air. His expression showed decisiveness. He stepped over to the door and raised his right hand gently. 'S pressed on the door.

Without pushing away immediately, Wang Baole turned his head to look at the world, his gaze swept across all directions, he saw too many familiar faces, finally glanced at the desert, and then closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes sparkled, his right hand moved forward, and he pushed hard!

The upper door...open!