The rebirth of the phoenix requires nirvana, and the same is true for Lan Qingyu's rebirth.

After Lan Qingyu's consciousness disappeared, her soul turned into starlight and floated up from the magma. The spiritual consciousness in the dark was suddenly surprised, "Feather Goddess! It's really the Feather Goddess. The Feather Goddess is back, hahahaha, that's great."

The bits of starlight slowly spread out into a gorgeous starry sky and went directly into the depths of the palace. The palace instantly disappeared into the illusion.

That palace and the palace in the spiritual plant space slowly overlapped with each other, shining with golden light, extremely dazzling.

Overlapping little by little, the black palace and the yellow palace cooled down at the moment they overlapped.

A colorful palace is located here.

This scene was seen clearly by Lou Taipeng who was in the space forgotten by everyone.

He had no idea what had happened. He only realized later what kind of scene he had witnessed that day. It was so horrifying and terrifying. If it could be done over again, no one would want to do it again.

At this time, the pain in Mo Yao's body and mind disappeared instantly, but he felt very uneasy. He kept walking back and forth in the dark room anxiously. As for the reason, he couldn't tell it at all.

Of course, there are also Lan Qingze and Leng Ruobing. Their palpitations disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a complete loneliness and emptiness.

It seemed as if all the things that were most precious to him had completely disappeared.

When the two palaces were completely merged together, deep in the palace, in a snow-white crystal coffin, a disheveled woman with wounds, as white as ice, suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief!

After the woman in the coffin came to her senses and sorted out her memories, she finally understood why her master in the ancient martial arts sect gave her the Shenmu Huang Ding, and she also understood why Huang Jue was so familiar with her when he first met her.

Lan Qingyu blinked, and a cold and indifferent voice came out of her mouth, "I'm not dead!"

Lan Qingyu is now dead, but her soul has returned to the body that was sealed tens of thousands of years ago. She originally possessed the strength of a Martial Emperor, but now all her strength has turned into bubbles and she is left with nothing.

Then Lan Qingyu closed her eyes and completely merged her soul with this wounded body. It seemed that she had no idea how to do it, but she did it very skillfully.

Lan Qingyu was lying in the crystal coffin, his soul and body slowly overlapping each other. Golden rays of light lit up in the crystal coffin, illuminating Lan Qingyu's figure.

Time passed bit by bit, the golden light in the crystal coffin dissipated, Lan Qingyu's soul completely merged with the body in the crystal coffin, and the scars on his body recovered as fast as the blink of an eye, without any scars left!

It was also at this time that a large number of memories flooded into Lan Qingyu's mind like a tidal wave. These memories felt strange, yet familiar.

Lan Qingyu was sleeping in a crystal coffin. Her angel-like face looked particularly dazzling at this moment, but pain and troubles emerged one after another on her delicate face.

It can be seen that Lan Qingyu is in great torment now.

Time disappeared in Lan Qingyu's palm like sand. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the transparent crystal coffin lid. His watery eyes were as deep as an abyss at this moment, and the complexity in his eyes was like the sharp gravel all over the mountains.

She raised her hand and touched her heart, "It turns out that we have been through so much in our previous lives, demon, I'm sorry!"

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