The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Nangong Chen turned himself over with difficulty so that he could lie more comfortably. The elixir had been used up, and the spiritual energy in the void was very complex, even mixed with demonic energy and devilish energy. If it were not for his Hongmeng Holy Body, he would have been waiting to die in this place. Even now, it would be extremely slow to repair his injuries. But there was no other way, so he might as well live one day at a time!

Nangong Chen felt much more relaxed as he thought about this.

That day he shook off the demon cultivators who were chasing him, but not long after, he was found by the monks of the devil and god clans one after another. The successive fierce battles made Nangong Chen a little exhausted. Finally, when he was surrounded by the four clans, he had to take out the Xuanyuan Sword, but this move stimulated these people to be more greedy. In the end, he didn't know whether the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword was too powerful or it hit the weak space wall in the secret realm. He actually broke through the secret realm and escaped into the void. This move allowed him to escape the siege of the four clans, but he also lost his support. He was trapped in the void and didn't know if he could go back.

Nangong Chen closed his eyes, ready to go with the flow, but at this moment, the wandering blade of the Xuanyuan Sword paused, as if it had hit an invisible space boundary.

"what happened?"

Nangong Chen, who was just about to fall asleep, asked casually.

However, he had asked but had not received a reply from Xuanyuan Sword. He couldn't help but feel a little confused and reached out to pat the sword.

"There are spatial fluctuations!"

After a while, he finally heard the trembling sound of Xuanyuan Sword.

"There is space here. Could it be that we have come across a secret realm hidden in the void?"

"Hahaha, that's great. I told you that you, the host, are surrounded by purple energy and have great luck. No matter how you look at it, you won't die young."

"Hahaha, that's great, we are saved, and maybe there will be another great opportunity."

Xuan-Yuan Sword was so excited that he was incoherent. If he didn't speak, it would be fine. But once he started talking, he couldn't stop chattering. Without Nangong Chen's command, he had already crashed into the space boundary in front of him.

Even if an ancient artifact only unleashes a fraction of its power, it should not be underestimated.

……

Watching with his own eyes Yu Wushuang wielding the Pure Lotus Divine Flame and Yong Ye controlling the Nine Nether Demonic Fire in his hand, the two fires carefully gathered together, maintaining a clear line tacitly, and together they wrapped the Divine Demon Harp bit by bit. The most original divine power and demonic energy covered the Divine Demon Harp, and Bai Qinghua's heart was finally at ease.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt the space vibrate. Bai Qinghua raised her eyebrows. Is someone attacking the ancient jade?

Tata, who was sitting on the soul-nourishing tree with his short legs dangling, suddenly put away his distracted look, sat up straight, and his little face was tense.

"You dare to attack your uncle, you are seeking death!"

Tata cursed and stretched out his hand, and a water mirror appeared in front of him. The image in the mirror was exactly the scene outside the ancient jade space. In the void, an exquisite and gorgeous long sword was constantly hitting the boundary wall of the ancient jade. When they saw the long sword clearly, Tata and Bai Qinghua's faces changed.

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

The two of them exclaimed at the same time. Tata didn't expect that he would be able to see three of the four ancient artifacts in one day. Bai Qinghua didn't expect to see the Xuanyuan Sword here. After seeing Nangong Chen lying on the Xuanyuan Sword, whose life or death was unknown, Bai Qinghua pursed her lips.

When the Xuan-Yuan Sword was about to hit the ancient jade again, Bai Qinghua waved his hand and opened an entrance on the ancient jade. The Xuan-Yuan Sword rushed in directly, catching Nangong Chen off guard.

"Hey...Xiao Huahua, why did you let him in?"

Tata looked at Bai Qinghua in confusion. In his mind, even if Xuanyuan Sword, one of the four great divine weapons, attacked Gu Yu, he would not let him go. He, Tata, was not a pushover. But just when he was thinking about counterattacking, Bai Qinghua actually let someone in. Did she also covet Xuanyuan Sword? But didn't Xiao Huahua already have the Shenmoqin? Besides, if he was not mistaken, there should be a person on the Xuanyuan Sword. Wuzui'er had already recognized the master. What was the use of such a dirty sword?

"I know the man on the sword."

Facing Tata's puzzled look, Bai Qinghua explained with a stern face.

Then he watched the Xuanyuan Sword rush into the ancient jade space, drawing a graceful arc in the air, while shouting excitedly.

“Ahhhh…it really is a secret place!”

"Hahaha, such rich spiritual energy, so many spiritual plants, host, you have found a treasure this time. With these natural treasures, you will definitely be able to break through to the Supreme Realm in one fell swoop..."

"Uh... why is there someone here? Why does he look familiar?"

Xuanyuan Sword, who was still excited, finally stopped his sword when he saw the four people surrounding him. After turning around on the spot, he said in a daze.

"Could it be that someone got here first?"

Xuan-Yuan Sword suddenly raised his voice and spoke with great sorrow.

"Haha, how shameless! After entering the master's space, you actually want to take it for yourself."

"Bah, shameless!"

"I have never seen such a shameless sword."

"Should we give him a beating first?"

Xiao Hei, Ji Feng, Meng Die and Bai Ling'er all looked at the Xuan-Yuan Sword with contempt, and they were all rubbing their hands, eager to try.

It’s an ancient artifact. They haven’t attacked it yet. I really want to try it.

"Who... who are you talking about?"

"How can you insult this sword like this?"

Xuanyuan Sword was not afraid of being beaten, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable danger at this moment.

"Ahem...Xuanyuan, don't talk nonsense."

Nangong Chen had actually been feeling a little groggy until he entered the ancient jade space and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into his body, which made him feel a little better. Because of his injuries, he could not release his spiritual consciousness, so he could only support his body and sit up from the Xuanyuan Sword. When he saw the four little ones surrounding them, his expression paused, and he looked around again, looking at the lush mountains and rivers below. The spiritual energy in the air was so rich that it seemed tangible, and he felt a little complicated for a moment.

"Your master..."

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, are you looking for me?"

Before Nangong Chen finished his question, Bai Qinghua had already stepped into the air, holding Tata, who looked like a little boy, in her hand. When Tata saw Nangong Chen's face, he couldn't help but let out a light click of his tongue.

"You didn't save him just because he's good-looking, did you?"

Tata looked at Bai Qinghua with his big eyes, the fire of gossip burning in his eyes. Fortunately, he still knew how to use his spiritual sense to transmit sound.

Bai Qinghua speechlessly covered Tata's big, sparkling eyes with one hand.

"Qingqing..."

Nangong Chen looked at Bai Qinghua who was approaching and still felt that it was a little unreal. He almost thought that he would die in this vast void, so he completely relaxed himself and allowed himself to become drowsy, but at this moment Bai Qinghua actually appeared in front of him.

It's all so beautiful that it seems unreal.