The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

There was fear in Gong Wuji's eyes, but his tone was sad. After a moment, he suppressed the fear in his eyes and looked at Nangong Chen with only pain in his eyes.

"Chen'er, your sister was forced to death by these people, and even your master's wife who raised you died under the knife of that devil. Is it wrong for Master to want to avenge his relatives?"

Gong Wuji lowered his eyes so that no one could see the emotions in them, but two drops of blood and tears slid down his still intact face.

"Others may not understand me, but you are my disciple whom I raised and nurtured with great care. Can't you understand the pain in my heart?"

Gong Wuji raised his eyes again, his blood-red eyes filled with unremovable sadness.

Such a look made Nangong Chen tighten his sword hand again, but the sword could not stab any further. Blood flowed down the hilt. The determination he had just made could not help but waver at this moment.

Seeing Nangong Chen's appearance, Gong Wuji felt relieved. The barrier in front of him could ignore the attacks of Daozu Realm, but he was not sure about Xuanyuan Sword. After all, it was an ancient artifact with its own power of chaos. Who knew if it would break his barrier? It would be soon. As long as he delayed for a moment, he would be able to get out. As long as he got out, everyone would die, including Nangong Chen. His daughter loved him so much, how could he live alone? He should go to accompany his daughter. As for the Xuanyuan Sword in Nangong Chen's hand, he also liked it very much. If he could take Xuanyuan Sword for himself, his strength would definitely be able to reach a higher level. By then, the entire human continent would be in his pocket.

At this moment, Gong Wuji hated himself for not waking up earlier. He was even imagining the scene of sweeping across the four regions with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. He could not suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

Before his sweet dream was over, a crisp sound of shattering rang in his ears. Gong Wuji looked up in confusion and saw that the barrier that wrapped him was shattered. He himself had lost his barrier and was completely exposed to everyone. But now he was still absorbing the last energy in the formation. His body was unable to move. Without the barrier, he immediately became a lamb to be slaughtered, and Nangong Chen, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, was standing not far in front of him.

"Traitor! You traitor! How dare you draw your sword against your master? Aren't you afraid of heaven's punishment?"

Having lost the barrier, Gong Wuji was panicked for a moment and couldn't help but yell at Nangong Chen.

Daozu Puhua was also surprised when he saw this, but he reacted quickly, put away his sword skills, and stood not far from Yongye.

"It seems that our friend Nangong has already made his choice. Xiao Huaer doesn't need to leave. Stay and watch this drama of the master and disciple falling out."

The teasing voice of Daoist Master Puhua sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of Yongye and Bai Qinghua, with a hint of gloating.

Bai Qinghua was also watching this scene, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a hint of worry in her eyes. In the world of immortal cultivation, the master-disciple relationship is more solid than the relationship between parents. When you become a disciple, the oath between heaven and earth is formed. If Nangong Chen really killed his master with his own hands, he would be punished by heaven, a very terrible punishment. Although she tried her best to avoid Nangong Chen, she didn't want to watch him die under the punishment of heaven. Bai Qinghua's fingers moved slightly, hesitating whether to help Nangong Chen.

Yongye had been keeping an eye on Bai Qinghua, and when he saw her expression, his eyes dimmed slightly. Then he looked at Nangong Chen with murderous intent in his eyes, but his remaining rationality told him that if he wanted to kill this person, it would be best not to do it in front of Huahua. Yongye rubbed his fingers fiercely, barely suppressing the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, and was looking forward to Nangong Chen's own death.

On the other side, facing Gong Wuji's curse, Nangong Chen's face was tense, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged and beat violently, indicating that his heart was not as calm as he appeared. But he did not dare to regret it. His master had been possessed by a demon. If he allowed his master to do what he wanted, no one in the Wuji Palace below would survive. Nangong Chen told himself in his heart that he... was not wrong!

Just as he raised the Xuanyuan Sword again and Bai Qinghua was secretly gathering strength and preparing to attack, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the air and two figures fell out of the crack.

Bai Yaoyao steadied her body after a sway. The nine tails swayed gently behind her, making her look like a goddess. On the other hand, the other person was in a much worse condition. Xing Yidaozu's aura was disordered, and his body was covered with claw marks, each of which was so deep that the bone could be seen. He was covered in blood.

When Pu Hua and the others saw the man clearly, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. In fact, those external injuries were really nothing. The most terrifying thing was that Xing Yidaozu was clearly in the form of a Nascent Soul, so what about his physical body? Wasn't it destroyed? No wonder Xing Yidaozu's aura was so chaotic. It seemed that his cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Daozu realm, and it was still falling.

Puhua Daozu swallowed unconsciously and silently moved his body away from Bai Yaoyao. This old fox was really scary!

Bai Yaoyao saw Pu Hua's little movement out of the corner of her eye, turned around and gave him a charming smile, which scared Pu Hua again. Then he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and looked at the scene in front of him, unable to help but feel frightened.

"What's wrong with Gong Wuji?"

Bai Yaoyao thought so in her heart and asked. In her opinion, although they came to seek justice, it didn't have to get to the current situation. It seemed that Gong Wuji was going to destroy the entire Wuji Palace.

Bai Yaoyao had the same question as Xing Yidaozu, but he understood what happened faster than Bai Yaoyao.

"Wuji, you are confused!"

Xing Yidaozu was heartbroken when he saw the situation in front of him, and looked towards Gong Wuji with disappointment.

I couldn’t believe it, in just one day, Wuji Palace was... destroyed!

That is the result of thousands of years of hard work by several generations! How could this be possible?