After rebirth, Xiaotuanzi is soft and A

After Jiuxuan finished speaking, a fat-like figure slowly came from outside the hall.

The person's body was a little illusory, there was no substance, and the ghostly aura on her body was so obvious that when she appeared in front of everyone, Bai Yanshi and the others were stunned for a moment.

In the entire hall, only the Cangwu Divine Soldiers, who were covered in bloody aura, knelt down together and called out in unison: "General!"

This is the God of War who commands the most powerful Cangwu Legion in the heavens——Mo Ran!
There was a kind of idle smile on the brows and corners of the eyes of the visitor. He nodded and let the god soldiers stand up.

When he walked to Jiuxuan and Nie Xiaomo, the smile in the corner of his eyes became more obvious, "I haven't seen you for many years, but everything is okay?"

The warm smile and clear voice are like fine wine brewed by a clear spring, with a mellow and elegant taste.

". Mo Ran!" Nie Xiaomo looked at this familiar face, and his pupils dilated slightly, and the person who came had a pleasant smile from the beginning to the end, casual and unrestrained.

The moment Mo Ran appeared, Bai Yanshi couldn't help but want to escape.

It's her, it's really her!
She is really back!

Looking at the God of War who was once the most powerful in the heavens, Bai Yanshi couldn't help but backed up again and again, and fell down on the honorable seat behind him in a panic.

Jiuxuan couldn't help laughing when he saw his friend's lazy appearance, which was the same as ten thousand years ago, "Mo Ran, it seems that our Heavenly Emperor is very afraid of you."

There was a bit of teasing in Jiuxuan's words, while Mo Ran smiled in a low voice, his warm and mellow voice radiated from his chest, a little hoarse and clear and provocative.

Hearing Mo Ran's smile, Jiu Xuan couldn't help shaking his head, seeing him for ten thousand years, this guy is getting more and more seductive.

Sighing lightly, Jiuxuan secretly rejoiced that she was a woman, otherwise those goddesses in the heaven would be bullied by this fake hooligan.

Jiu Xuan was amused in his heart, so he also laughed in a low voice.

But Nie Xiaomo had already stood beside Mo Ran, looking up and down at this illusory ghost body.

After a few breaths, Nie Xiaomo looked strangely, "Have you cultivated the way of ghosts?"

The three of Jiuzhou, Jiuxuan and Mo Ran were friends ten thousand years ago, but now ten thousand years have passed, the relationship between the three has not been broken at all.

Listening to Nie Xiaomo's words, Mo Ran shrugged her shoulders, looked lightly, with a trace of lazy casualness, "Thanks to Bai Yanshi."

"It seems that he has one more crime."

When Nie Xiaomo turned her head to look at Bai Yanshi, who was above the god, her eyes were cold, with cold stars in her eyes, which was quite different from her past generosity and gentleness.

Mo Ran raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes paused for a while on Nie Xiaomo, as if she saw something, her eyes couldn't help showing a bit of helplessness and melancholy.

With a slight sigh, Nie Xiaomo said in a cold voice: "Bai Yanshi, my godhead, are you used to it?"

On the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, Bai Yanshi looked at the three people below him, the fear in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, his plan was clearly flawless, why would Jiuzhou and Mo Ran come back!

The hand hidden under the robe slowly tightened, and it was actually a plan to escape.

The battle was about to break out, and when Nie Xiaomo raised his hand, the godhead hidden under the throne of the Emperor of Heaven by Bai Yanshi broke out.

As early as when Nie Xiaomo appeared in the Heaven Realm, she couldn't hold back her godhead, but unfortunately she was fixed by Bai Yanshi and couldn't break free from his clutches.

Now that Nie Xiaomo is close at hand, the connection between the godhead and the main body suddenly increases. Nie Xiaomo exudes a little divine breath, and the godhead breaks through many obstacles and returns to the main body.

The godhead Anshun obediently fell into Nie Xiaomo's palm, and Nie Xiaomo chuckled lightly, then pushed the godhead back into her body.

With the embedding of the godhead, the golden color in Nie Xiaomo's eyes became more and more intense, and her long black hair was calm and automatic at the moment. Suddenly, a mighty divine power radiated from Bai Yanshi's palace, which belonged exclusively to the upper god. The vast power of Kyushu!
The godhead returned to his body, and the little bit of divine power that had been deprived by Bai Yanshi returned to Nie Xiaomo's body. During the ten thousand years that the godhead was imprisoned by Bai Yanshi, he tried to integrate it into his own godhead several times, but the godhead How can he succeed if the master is not dead?

It's just that in the ten thousand years, he still stole some divine power, but now, the godhead has returned to the body, and the stolen divine power should have been called by the main body, and returned to the original owner's body.

Strands of divine power escaped from Bai Yanshi's body, and Bai Yanshi showed panic and hatred, "No! Stop! Stop!"

"It's mine, the divine power is mine!" The stolen divine power is now back in the hands of the original owner, but the thief's eyes are full of resentment and panic, his eyes are like a poisoned knife, wanting to tear Nie Xiaomo's flesh and blood Gouged out one by one.

The divine power and divinity returned to the body, Nie Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, and opened her eyes again.Hearing Bai Yanshi's crazy and resentful words, Nie Xiaomo turned his eyes slightly, "Your?"

With the palm of his hand attached to his heart, the place was already riddled with wounds, Nie Xiaomo lowered his eyes, but his voice was icy cold, "Bai Yanshi, the reincarnation of thousands of years, the tragic death of countless people, what should you pay for it? !"

After finishing speaking, Nie Xiaomo's whole body was cleared of heavy pressure. The Danshen Cauldron and Qiankun Pen appeared on both sides of his body, and the huge blue furnace cauldron suddenly lifted into the air, covering the entire temple tightly, and the golden talisman pen was covered by it. Holding it in the palm, a golden rune containing supreme divine power flashed in the air.

The rune's fighting intent was fierce and full of killing intent, and it pressed heavily on Bai Yanshi with great power.

Mo Ran standing behind Nie Xiaomo couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw this, as if he was surprised by the murderous aura emanating from his friend.

How did the God of Fortune, who was once full of compassion, become the God of Killing full of evil spirits?
Nie Xiaomo's divine power has just recovered, and it's still a bit jerky to use it, but even so, it's still a tie with Bai Yanshi.

Cangwu Divine Soldier looked at the battle situation and asked Mo Ran if he needed help. Mo Ran looked at Nie Xiaomo's back, pondered for a while, then shook his head.

"Go and watch outside. If other gods come, let them wait for a while."

Cangwu Divine Soldiers retreated under orders, surrounded the main hall, and promised not to let anyone in.

Neither Jiuxuan nor Mo Ran stepped forward, seeing Nie Xiaomo's increasingly fierce moves, Jiuxuan couldn't help sighing, "She has resentment in her heart."

After finishing speaking, he told Mo Ran about Nie Xiaomo's short twenty-odd years of experience in this life.

Nie Xiaomo's life was too miserable, and whenever she thought she could live in peace, the heavens would deal a devastating blow again.

Oppression, trampling, betrayal, slander, life and death.
If this is the case in the first life, what about the countless reincarnations that have not been noticed in the ten thousand years?
Mo Ran's eyes also slowly became cold and serious, and when his eyes touched Bai Yanshi who was beaten by Nie Xiaomo, he seemed to want to cut him into pieces.

By the way, wasn't her soul and body cut to pieces by Bai Yanshi?

Thinking of this, Mo Ran snorted lightly, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more obvious.