Chapter 1785 Showing Goodwill

"You wrote the content of that scroll?" Zhang Lu asked suddenly.

"reel?"

"A scroll that records the fall of heaven." Zhang Lu described it.

"What you are talking about... more than one million Hunji, a boy from Ten Thousand Realms brought out the scroll of the Altar of the Apocalypse?" Tian Ling said: "Yes, the content on the scroll was written on purpose by me."

Zhang Lu was puzzled: "Why did you do this?"

Tian Ling was silent for a moment and said, "Because... there is not much time left for Hun Meng."

"What's the meaning?"

"It is inevitable that the deity will fall and Hunmeng will go toward destruction. Although I have done my best to try to revive the deity, this process has been blocked and destroyed." Tianling said: "This also leads to the intensification of the destruction of Hunmeng. Perhaps after millions of Hunmeng or even hundreds of thousands of Hunmeng, Hunmeng will completely perish."

Turning around, Tianling looked at Zhang Lu seriously: "I originally planned to control him that little guy from Ten Thousand Realm broke into the Heavenly Tomb, but considering the world's misunderstanding of the Heavenly Tomb, I deliberately let him go and asked him to take away the scroll, hoping to spread the real function of the Heavenly Tomb, or the Apocalypse Altar through him."

Speaking of this, Tianling sighed: "It's a pity that little guy doesn't seem to understand what I mean..."

It wanted to use the power of the entire Hunmeng countless Hun masters to maximize the power of the Apocalypse Altar and resurrect the Hunmeng Lord. However, after the scroll was taken away from the Heavenly Tomb by the Eastern King, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

"Is it just that?" Zhang Lu half-believed and half-doubted.

"What about that?" Tian Ling asked back.

Zhang Lu was in a mess and didn't know whether he should believe in Tianling.

Because everything that Tian Ling said is empty words, nothing can prove that what it says is true.

"It's normal for you not to believe me." Tian Ling was not surprised or annoyed at all about Zhang Lu's suspicion. He said calmly: "I just want to resurrect the deity. As for everything else, I don't care at all. Everything I do is just for this. You may not believe me, but I hope you don't stop me from resurrecting the deity."

It became serious and said, "The life and death of the deity are related to Hunmeng's survival. If the Apocalypse Plan fails, then the entire Hunmeng will completely perish."

"You said that everything you did was to resurrect the Lord of Hunmeng." Zhang Lu asked, "Then why did you control those Tian Tomb puppets to kill so many Hunmeng masters?"

Outside the canyon at the entrance of the tomb of Heaven, Zhang Lu still remembers the piles of corpses that were piled up like mountains.

"Because I need the energy of life." Tian Ling patiently explained: "The Apocalypse Altar needs the energy of life to maintain. The more the energy of life, the more it can stimulate the power of the Apocalypse Altar. The only way to obtain the energy of life is to kill the master... The eight-star giant barely touched the threshold of the essence of creation, and the nine-star master has understood the essence of creation to a relatively profound level. They can all provide the necessary offerings of creation to the Apocalypse Altar. When the mystery of creation is accumulated to a certain level, it can transform into a higher level of the mystery of creation, and finally combine it with the energy of life, which can reverse yin and yang and reverse life and death. Therefore, to obtain the energy of life, you can only kill those with lower cultivation."

Below the eight stars, sacrifice life and provide the energy of life.

Eight-star giants sacrifice their fortunes and provide the mystery of creation.

In short, when you arrive at Tian Tomb, you basically don’t think about leaving. Except for a few lucky people, most of the others will either be erased or become Tian Tomb puppets.

Zhang Lu frowned: "I can understand that you want to resurrect the Lord of Hunmeng, but is it a bit too much to deprive those who control Hunmeng without authorization?"

"But this is the only way." Tian Ling said calmly: "You must know that Hunmeng is heading for destruction. I am racing against death. I must try any way that can speed up the resurrection of the deity. Although those who control Hunmeng are dead, it is their honor to contribute to the resurrection of the deity. If they do not die, if they cannot resurrect the deity before Hunmeng is completely destroyed, then not only those low-star control Hunmeng will die, but no one can survive the entire Hunmeng."

Tian Ling said lightly: "I don't think it's wrong to use some people's lives to exchange for more people to survive and to exchange for the entire Hunmeng's survival."

Speaking of this, Tian Ling looked at Zhang Lu deeply and said, "You must remember that although you are not the Hunmeng clone in your peak period, you are still Hunmeng clone. Don't confuse yourself with those low-virtual creatures. Being kind to them will only seem ridiculous."

"Maybe." Zhang Lu refused to comment. Although he was also a Hunmeng clone, he could not accept the concept of Tianling.

Tianling seemed to see that Zhang Lu's words were insincere. It was not entangled in this matter, but said: "You may not agree with my opinion, but I also hope that you will not stop me, because to resurrect me, you must do this. There is no second way. If you stop me, then even if you are my kind, I will not be ruthless. Then, don't blame me for being ruthless."

It said so much to Zhang Lu, probably because it regarded Zhang Lu as his kind and could not feel Zhang Lu's threat. Otherwise, it might have been wiped out by it as early as when Zhang Lu had just stepped into the tomb of Heaven.

"Stop?" Zhang Lu shook his head, "You look down on me too much. With your strength, can I stop what you want to do?"

At first he suspected that Tian Ling was unable to attack him because she was severely injured.

But now he has completely changed his mind.

It’s not that Tian Ling does not have the ability to kill him, but that he has never thought about killing him. Otherwise, even if he has ten thousand lives, it would not be enough for Tian Ling to erase him.

Not to mention the unfathomable strength of Tianling itself, just the group of puppets of ten thousand level realms, tens of thousands of level realms and thousands of level realms, it is enough to make Zhang Lu come and go without returning.

"Just understand." Tian Ling said, "I'm afraid you will act forcefully regardless of the gap in strength. To be honest, although your deity has not reached the level of controlling Hunmeng, since you have already stepped into this path, you will sooner or later reach the level of controlling Hunmeng, which is no less than my deity. If it is not necessary, I really don't want to be your enemy and don't want to be hostile to you."

What Tian Ling fears is Zhang Yu, or in other words, what it fears is Zhang Yu's potential.

It could see Zhang Lu's actions in the tomb of Heaven before. As the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, he knew very well that the teleportation wormhole constructed by Zhang Lu was likely to be connected to another Hunmeng, or a prototype Hunmeng. If it was an enemy of Zhang Yu, then as long as Zhang Yu kept hiding in that Hunmeng, it would not do anything to Zhang Yu. When Zhang Yu walked out of that Hunmeng, it was the time when it fell.

This is the real reason why it has not moved!

"I thought you said so much because we are the same kind of people." Zhang Lu raised his eyebrows.

"There is indeed a factor in this aspect, but more of it is because of your deity." Tian Ling did not hide his thoughts at all. "If a future master of the lord of the monarch is not offended, it is better not to offend him."

"What if... this future Lord of Hunmeng must stop you from resurrecting your deity?" Zhang Lu was very interested.

"Then I can only say I'm sorry." Tian Ling did not hesitate at all, "Nothing is more important than resurrecting my deity. Even if you offend a future Lord of Hunmeng, you will be willing to do anything." Its tone was very calm, but there was a trace of murderous intent flowing in the calm.

Zhang Lu's heart trembled for a moment, and then he squeezed out a smile: "Haha, I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

Tian Ling refused to say anything: "I hope you are really kidding."

"By the way, I heard that a mysterious man had once entered the Tian Tomb, fought with you, and even severely injured you." Zhang Lu changed the subject and asked, "I want to know who injured you? With your strength, there is really someone who can compete with you and even severely hurt you?"

"You know a lot!" Tian Ling looked at Zhang Lu deeply and spoke in a serious tone: "Can you tell me who told you about this?"

“Is this important?”

"important."

"It was told by a puppet of the Heavenly Tomb." Zhang Lu said: "I cleared the dead tomb for him... the energy of life, and after he recovered his consciousness, he told me this."

Tianling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!