Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

As the order to start the competition came down, the two sword lights collided quickly.

At first, Lingxi didn't bother to use his cultivation, and only relied on swordsmanship and high-grade spiritual swords to fight against Cha Jiu.

Who knew that the two of them had been entangled for hundreds of rounds!

Cha Jiu was fused with the original memory of swordsmanship. His footwork was treacherous and his sword power was infinitely changing, beating Lingxi back step by step.

hateful!

With so many people watching themselves being beaten by low-grade spiritual swords and unable to fight back, Lingxi's anger rose and he simply released the pressure of his divine transformation stage.

The spiritual sword in Chajiu's hand couldn't bear it and immediately broke into pieces.

Junichi, who was watching the battle from the side, was a little disappointed.

It's not because he feels sorry for the sword, but because the sword can't help Cha Jiu.

It would be great if he could provide Shiguzu with a better sword.

Ugh.

"Tsk." Cha Jiu was a little dissatisfied, "I thought you wanted to compete with me in swordsmanship without any cultivation."

Lingxi sneered secretly and waved the spiritual sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sky became dark, and countless stars fell from the sky, condensing in Lingxi's sword energy, and slashing toward Chajiu.

Junichi exclaimed: "Isn't that the point?"

No one pays attention to him.

His voice was too small in the majestic battle situation.

The golden divine light that was originally hovering above the white jade pillars in the square changed its lazy attitude and was ready to move.

Facing the terrifying star sword energy, Chajiu's lips curled up slightly: "If that's the case, then I won't be polite."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, a transparent frost-cold sword suddenly appeared in Chajiu's hand, split into countless sword lights, and crashed towards the star sword array with terrifying pressure!

The stars are annihilated and the darkness disperses.

Lingxi knelt on the ground and vomited blood, and the Star Sword turned into powder and floated away in front of her eyes.

She looked at Cha Jiu in disbelief: "How is it possible? How could you..."

Hengshan Yue's eyes flashed slightly, and he murmured: "Condensing the void into reality, she can be transformed into a clone. She is actually in the stage of refining the void."

Does that oracle have to come true?

Yueshuangjian jumped up from the back of the divine bird, swung its sword and rushed towards Chajiu, knocking her into her arms.

God knows how happy it is!

"Okay, the Yueshuang Sword is mine." Cha Jiu hugged the excited Yueshuang Sword and asked again: "How can I return the divine bones?"

Lingxi spat out the blood foam in his mouth and said harshly: "The divine bone is my own."

Chajiu walked towards her, releasing the pressure of the refining stage step by step.

Lingxi panicked, wouldn't she want to dig out the divine bones on the spot?

"Okay, Jingli."

Heng Shanyue spoke, and another pressure belonging to a strong man in the Mahayana stage blocked Cha Jiu's steps.

"The sacred bones of Lingxi are not yours. Don't you even believe my teacher's words?"

Heng Shanyue's tone was half advice and half threat.

Cha Jiu knew that he couldn't confront Heng Shanyue head-on now, so he took back his steps.

"Isn't there another step in passing the sainthood canonization ceremony?" Cha Jiu smiled slightly and finally showed his back-up plan.

Before becoming a saint, you have to pass the test of entering the sanctuary hall.

If the temple is allowed to enter, it represents recognition of the choice of the saint.

Chajiu glanced at Lingxi and said meaningfully: "Only those with natural divine bones can enter the sacred domain of Lingxu Sect."

Her meaning was obvious. If Lingxi could enter the Holy Hall, it meant that the divine bones were born with her.

Lingxi quickly asked the system in her mind: "Is what she said true? Can I enter the Holy Hall?"

She has already lost the Moon Frost Sword, and can no longer lose her position as a Saint and the Pure Fire Red Lotus Crown.

We are not very sure about the luck system. After all, it is a low-dimensional system and has limited control over the information data of this small world.

It was silent for a moment and gave the final suggestion: "Go and try. After all, we can't complete the mission just by absorbing the luck of the magic weapon."

Its ambitions go far beyond that.

If Lingxi can successfully enter the holy realm to approach the God and snatch the God's luck, then it can be completely upgraded from a low-dimensional system to a high-dimensional system.

It is said that the world of the Lord God where the high-dimensional system is located is more exciting and richer, and the hosts available for selection are also more powerful.

Unlike now, it can only find barely usable hosts in the trash.

So Lingxi could only bite the bullet and followed everyone to the forbidden area of ​​​​the Holy Domain.

"Please." Chajiu stared at the guilty Lingxi, smiled and tilted his head towards the mirror door, gesturing for her to come in.

Heng Shanyue wanted to stop it, but couldn't find a reason for the moment.

Originally, he wanted to skip this step and take Lingxi privately to test whether he could enter the Holy Land Hall.

But now that everyone is watching, he can only hope that Lingxi can use it for himself.

Heng Qingyao stood next to Lingxi and said softly: "Go, Lingxi, you can do it."

The surrounding junior brothers and sisters also cheered: "Yes, Senior Sister Lingxi, you are born with divine bones. What are you afraid of? Prove it to everyone."

They never want to believe that the senior sister they love and admire is a shameless thief.

Lingxi's heartbeat quickened, and he gritted his teeth and walked towards the mirror door step by step.

Every step felt like my legs and feet were filled with lead.

She placed her slightly trembling hands on the mirror door.

The mirror door seemed to smell the familiar breath of divine bones, and it rippled slightly, trying to accommodate the owner of this hand.

Hope suddenly arose in Lingxi.

Let her in, let her in!

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Jingmen seemed to realize that he had been deceived. He tightly sucked Lingxi's hand and summoned the roaring purple lightning around him to attack!

"Lingxi!" Heng Shanyue and Heng Qingyao rushed towards Lingxi at the same time.

However, it was too late. Lingxi howled in pain before being blown away by lightning and falling far away.

The beautiful silk gauze turned to ashes.

Lingxi was seriously injured by lightning and curled up on the ground, twitching continuously.

Chajiu picked up the red lotus crown on the ground and patted the dust on it: "Lingxi, is this divine bone yours?"

Everyone was talking and exchanging glances with each other.

Even Heng Qingyao, who felt sorry for Lingxi, couldn't help but start to have doubts.

When Jingli was enshrined, it only took him half a cup of tea to enter the Holy Land Hall and get the approval of God.

If Lingxi is also born with divine bones, why can't she?

Heng Shanyue held the painful Lingxi and immediately sent her spiritual power to heal her injuries.

Another junior brother wanted to make excuses for Lingxi and hesitated: "Is it because the Holy Realm has not been served by anyone for many years, and the God is unwilling to accept any more Lingxu Sect disciples?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was immediately slapped in the face.

Because Cha Jiu has walked into the mirror door unimpeded.

The thunder and lightning did not attack, and the mirror door did not stop it.

Her movements were as smooth as if she had returned to her own home.

Lingxu Sect disciple: "?"

Other sects looked on: "?"

Stepping into the mirror door, Cha Jiu came to the silent mirror ice field again.

She put away her arrogance and perversity in front of everyone in Hengshan Yue, leaving only meekness and piety on her face.

She held up the pure fiery red lotus crown with both hands and chanted the incantation in her mouth.

The exquisite holy crown gradually dissipated into bits of golden aura and merged into the boundless holy realm.

This is the habit of Saint Jingli.

Use the spiritual power of the magic weapon as an offering to the gods and the sanctuary.

Contribute the pure spiritual power contained in the best magic weapons to the supreme god and fill the holy realm with power.

The indifferent voice of the God suddenly appeared: "You don't have to enshrine this magical weapon to me, it will be of great use to you."

For those who cultivate immortality, the pure fire red lotus crown is a treasure that can resist monsters and evil objects.

It would be a pity to merge it into spiritual energy to fill the sanctuary.

Chajiu didn't see any pain on his face. Instead, he was happy about it: "I have dedicated everything to you, including these external things."

The attitude of the little fan girl is fully revealed.

As if the God was pleased, he chuckled and appeared from the golden light.

He looked at Cha Jiu, who was staring at him with burning eyes, and he looked more and more familiar.

It seems that since 600 years ago, a child has often appeared outside the sanctuary and offered these assorted magical artifacts to him.

But the kid never took the initiative to talk to him, and they never interacted with each other.

Later, the little boy disappeared, and no one was stupid enough to use these high-grade or even top-grade magical instruments as offerings.

It seems that Cha Jiu is the child he was back then.

Suppressing the demonic dragon and sleeping for 500 years was a good time.

Chajiu was still pretending to be a fan, when the system suddenly reminded: "The favorability value of the God has increased, [-]%."

Cha Jiu almost burst into tears: "Finally!"

It's true that she even burned this top-quality magic weapon to the God of God, and it was not in vain.

"Why don't you get the sacred bones back?"

The God of God once again transformed into a golden chair and sat down, with a lazy and casual posture. The black robe was loose, vaguely revealing a small piece of his chest that was as cold and solid as jade.

Chajiu didn't squint his eyes and said honestly: "I can't beat Hengshan Yue."

Lin Shen thought she was complaining that the divine blood only helped her return to the Void Refining Stage, so he said: "Your body cannot withstand too much divine blood power at one time, otherwise it will explode and die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his forehead with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Or... I'll go get your sacred bones back."

He never interferes in human affairs.

But this time for the birth of the Son of God, he could do whatever it took.