Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 261
But such a fool does not include Zhong Ci.

He has always been cautious, so even though he is now the Lord of the Realm, he still never underestimated Zixuan who possesses the power of Nuwa.

So in the face of Zixuan's surging attack, Zhong Ci still smiled on the surface, but he had already paid attention to it in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, the power of the world of the Netherworld appeared in front of him, blocking all attacks and absorbing it into the Netherworld as some energy supplement.

While defending, Zhong Ci did not fall behind to attack.

He continued to cast spells one after another, with power ranging from low to strong, constantly testing Zixuan's limit.

Nuwa's power is a very general concept. It can be so weak that it cannot even defeat an ordinary person, or it can be a robber that can rival the refining god. It all depends on how much of Nuwa's power is left after her death.

As this "duel" continued, it became more intense.

The surrounding environment was devastated by the terrifying spell storm. The strong fluctuation of spiritual power affected the movement of the surrounding spiritual energy. The powerful vortex of spiritual power continuously absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, and was then absorbed and manipulated by the dueling parties, turning into a terrifying one again. The attack hit the opponent.

Facing the all-out attack of Zixuan, the immortal, Zhong Ci also responded with almost the same immortal strength. The battle area between the two covered dozens of miles, almost covering the entire mountain range where the valley was located.

This huge movement instantly attracted the attention of all cultivators within hundreds of miles.

Whether they were wizards, casual cultivators, or even immortal monks who were extremely rare in southern Xinjiang, they all looked at the valley where the two of them were in with horrified expressions.

angel.

This is absolutely heavenly.

Some knowledgeable people quickly made this guess in their minds.

But soon their hearts were shrouded in horror.

A battle at the level of a celestial being suddenly happened next to them. What happened to it, it actually attracted that level of beings to attack.

Soon some people who were blocking the way stayed to continue watching, while some timid ones fled towards the distance, trying to get away from the battlefield.

While the outside world was in doubt, within the valley, on the valley that had already been razed to the ground, the battle this time gradually came to an end.

With the last spell, it was gradually smoothed and absorbed by the person in front of her. Zixuan's face turned pale, she gave a wry smile and then walked towards the ground.

She has exhausted all her spiritual energy, and although there is still some Nuwa power in her body, she no longer has that spirit to mobilize.

Nuwa's power was so vast that even if she spent 200 years, she could only use part of it.

"Is it still lost after all?"

With the whistling wind in her ears, Nuwa quickly moved towards the ground. In mid-air, this idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

"I am a failed woman. As a descendant of Nuwa, I have failed. As a wife, I have also failed. As a mother, I have also failed.

Life of failure, is today finally coming to an end?

It’s really unexpected and relaxing. I’m not willing to give in!

Changqing...

And Goddess Nuwa, your bloodline will be cut off today. "

Complex thoughts kept flashing through Zixuan's heart, and the falling speed became faster and faster, but it became extremely long in her thinking.

In this short period of time.

The 200-year life is like a projector in her mind, constantly playing scenes of experiences.

Finally, as she moved to the present moment, her eyes finally closed and she passed out.

And the moment she passed out.

A pair of hands hugged Zixuan's waist and legs, lifting her to stand in the air.

Zhong Ci looked down at the woman in his arms, looking at her chest. Through the clothes and flesh, he could see the power inside her body that shone with a peaceful aura.

"Nuwa's power!"

Zhong Ci couldn't help but sigh.

Nuwa has fallen for so long, but she never really died.

Whether it is the projection of Nanzhao Kingdom or the power of Nuwa in Zixuan's body, they all inherit Nuwa's strength and will.

"And the will in this mass of power should be what Nuwa left behind."

Zhong Ci's spiritual sense kept probing, and the group of strength in Zixuan's chest was continuously broken down during the probing, and she soon caught the weak will in it.

Although this group of will is weak, its quality is very high, or he has a very high personality, almost comparable to Zhong Ci's. It is obvious that this group of will belongs to the strong man who refines the gods.

And this group has always appeared in the body of Zixuan, who is a descendant of Nuwa, so there is no doubt that this group of will is what Nuwa left behind.

Zhong Ci's divine sense covered it, and quickly enveloped the mass of energy, sealing off the space around the energy, and then Zhong Ci's will touched it.

Haohao.

Like the machine of heaven and earth, the spirit of all things, as soon as Zhong Ci came into contact with this mass of will, the vast power of will came towards his soul.

If it is other Nascent Soul cultivators, even if they reach the peak of Shenfu, they will be overwhelmed by this will in an instant, and then assimilated into subordinates.

But Zhong Ci was fearless.

A terrible torrent of will washed over him, but he remained motionless, his soul was like a solid rock, no matter how hard you strike him, I will stand proudly.

Nuwa means the level of refining gods, but he himself also belongs to the level of refining gods.

Not to mention that one is broken, but the other is complete, full of vitality.

So after surviving the torrent at the beginning, Nuwa's remaining will soon became powerless, and the terrible will quickly declined. Zhong Ci broke through the defense of that will, and soon saw the spirituality in the will .

A phantom of a woman appeared in the center of the mind.

She had a graceful appearance, closed her eyes tightly, and stood quietly.

It was Zhong Ci who broke in suddenly, the woman's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful coercion instantly filled the entire space.

"Nuwa?" Zhong Ci couldn't help being surprised when he saw this woman.

"It's me." Nu Wa nodded, and then asked with some doubts: "Outsider, who are you? Why did you break into my resting place?"

The terrifying spirit and will of Zhong Ci in front of him can resist her coercion and the washing of spiritual will. Obviously, this is a powerful existence not inferior to her.

However, although Nu Wa has fallen for tens of thousands of years, the memory before her fall has never been forgotten.

Between heaven and earth, there should be only her, Fuxi, and Shennong at the same level. When did another person appear?
Just as Nuwa was confused, Zhong Ci laughed out loud and said cheerfully: "It's great that it's you. I finally didn't waste my efforts and finally found you."

(End of this chapter)