Raising Evil Spirits

Floating to the ground, the sky has completely healed. The dark sky seemed to gradually become clear after the rain. The daughter-in-law in the Taoist robe supported me with tenderness in her eyes. My mood is down, but it seems that hope is still burning. I can't help it. Her cheeks.

"Zhan Fangxie, it is better to stabilize your cultivation as soon as possible, you are only one step away from the Transcendent God Realm." The wife did not avoid it, letting my hand lightly stroke her face to the back of the neck.

My forehead and her forehead touched together, and I felt her body temperature as a human being. Only then did I feel the beauty of life.

The ground can no longer tell where Qiankun Mountain used to be, and there are traces of collapsed mountains everywhere, and the entire battlefield is in a mess. I am afraid that I want to restore the former lush greenery, and I don’t know how long it will take.

Life is too awe-inspiring. Master's death has made me unwilling to think of it countless times. But how should I solve the chaos that follows?

"To solve the last problem..." After a long time, I jumped out, and then I thought about it. Master's death can't be changed. Then help him clean up the last game left to me.

Now the situation is very clear. As long as you find the distraction of the old **** in this realm, then destroy the source of the lower realm of the Jingjie Tianjie. What is unclear is that there is no guardian **** in the sky now, and even the gods are given Zulong has eaten it. How can people with Godhead protect everyone?

It's a bit mysterious. After all, there is no such old **** to lead us. If we can't break through the realm, either the Jingjie Heavenly Tribulation will blow us up, or the upper realm will send the gods to take over and blame, it will not be the Jingjie Heavenly Tribulation. It's that simple, but God Slaughter has to pay a price. Taking this path means that everything is different.

While I was thinking about these issues, a nebula appeared from behind me. The nebula was an unused power of the Ancestral Dragon. It transformed the giant head of the Ancestral Dragon, opened its mouth, and vomited a bunch of treasures. come out.

My personal treasure heart-relief lamp is also in it, and among other things, there is a broken golden Taoist sword the size of a finger. This thing is the thing that summons the sky thunder, which was previously broken by the power of Zulong. , And the other one was a golden dried-up hand, which looked like a monkey’s hand after drying. There was another one, Master’s Xiaozhuxian. This thing had been ruined. Eight or eight, it is estimated that the repair is a problem.

The rest is a token, the function is not clear, a small bronze bell, cracked, that is the Suppression Bell, and this is the old god's possessions.

This immortal also forced us to desperately desperately. If it weren’t for this, all the treasures would not have been almost completely damaged. Even the golden monkey’s paw, which I thought was not damaged, was in a state of exhausted energy. It seemed to **** me. Several times, it was not lightly worn.

The token was in my hand. I looked up and down and saw my wife approaching me. I asked: "I know everything else, but I don't know this token."

"This is a magic weapon. Everyone thinks that the gods cast beans into soldiers, but it is actually the reason for this token. Of course, a patron saint like him will be assigned to some magic soldiers, but it is still in a state of lack of energy." Said the daughter-in-law.

"That's it." I nodded. So many spirit treasures were either broken or their energy was severely depleted. Only the heart-saving lamp was useful. I put it back in my body again to prevent the sudden attack by Xia Ruize.

But when I was recovering and connecting the broken meridian, my grandma came back empty-handed. In addition to her, Brother Yan also brought a group of monks, including Xin Shinian, Ao Shuang, Huang Lichen and others. .

Seeing that I was safe and sound, everyone gathered around, but my grandmother reproached herself and said, "Qing Ping Jian went to Wan Song to fight."

"What?" I was stunned, and then said: "Forget it, he has already looked at this sword a long time ago. If you don't give it to him, it is estimated that there will be more powerful backs to come out."

Grandma was seriously injured, and it was not easy to escape her life, but Xin Shinian and Ao Shuang were both here, but they were also snatched away. It can be seen that Wan Songxiao has indeed kept her strength, otherwise how could grandma be lost. sword.

"That Wan Song is too cunning!" Ao Shuang said angrily.

"It's his style to take advantage of the opportunity to make chaos." I smiled. Although losing the sword is unexpected, it is reasonable. Wan Songxiao is a person who is good at planning, and it is absolutely impossible to have no success.

"Hmph, even coaxing, coercing, coercing and temptation, it's just a big badass!" Ao Shuang said angrily. I looked at her dumb for a long time, and I always felt that saying this to her was an insult to Wan Song.

But I did not speak, but she became interested in the daughter-in-law next to me and looked up and down for a while, and the golden eyes of the daughter-in-law looked at her as well.

"Where did I meet you?" Ao Shuang groaned, and the corner of her daughter-in-law's mouth showed a touch of meaning, which immediately made Ao Shuang feel unpredictable, but based on women's self-protection instinct, Ao Shuang's expression became cold. , Seems to be about to show his fangs: "What kind of stuff are you..."

But before she was presumptuous, Xin Shinian walked over with a gloomy expression and said: "Open your dog eyes! What are you? Dare to be presumptuous here?"

Ao Shuang saw that Xin Shinian was also in the Transcendent Realm, her expression became serious. She received no big or small injuries, but Xin Shinian was in a state of heyday. She would definitely lose more and win less in battle, but she said nothing. I interrupted before finishing talking, rather unhappy, and said angrily: "I am the emperor of the blue sea! Xia Tiantian's wife of Xia emperor! I don't think this woman is serious, she is so close to my man, I ask what happened?"

"Hehe, what a joke! But a fake, actually wants to challenge the supreme, I don't know how high the sky is!" Xin Shinian said coldly.

"What kind of supreme?" Ao Shuang, who was not very confident, his face changed slightly when he heard the word'Supreme', and it was even more withered.

Xin Shinian sneered, trying to say something to scare Ao Shuang into an eggplant, but the wife quickly waved her hand and ignored her gesture, Xin Shinian snorted and didn't intend to speak anymore.

But Aoshuang was not able to bluff easily, and immediately muttered: "I...I don't care about the supreme, anyway, it's my man...you just can't touch it!"

"Humph." Xin Shinian didn't bother to pay attention, turned his head and said nothing.

"Master! Ooo... Master... It's useless to be a disciple..." Senior Brother Yan was crying, and he revisited the old place, making him distraught and kowtow in the direction of Master's previous death.

"Brother...Don't be like this, Master doesn't want us to be like this." I sighed bitterly, and then took out the book of Tianji Dao from my arms and handed it to Senior Brother Yan: "This is Master's relic. Take a look. ."

"Woo..." So the brother cried again holding the ancient book, crying like a child.

I was also very depressed in my heart. I didn’t know how to comfort me. I could only talk to other people about what I thought of. Everyone thought it was serious to find the distraction of the old **** of the lower realm first. If you let him get it If the weather is truly successful in heaven, then when the split soul becomes the main soul, and inherits the true godhead, then it will return to the original point just like never slaughtering a god.

After calming my breath, I am going to take everyone out of here, and at this time, Xia Ruize and Zhou Qiping are here!

These two guys were swaying around here before. Now that the gods have destroyed the ancestor dragon, they also ran out. Seeing us so many gods are here, Zhou Qiping did not have any fear, but said in a strange way. "Hey, Xia Yitian, even the gods have been slaughtered for you right now. It's also very high-spirited. What a pity, it seems useless. The world is still the world, and the godhood is still in us."

"If you have something to say, just let it go, Luo Li, what are you doing!" I looked at Zhou Qiping and Xia Ruize coldly. If these two have been here, I should have seen Wan Songxiao with Qingping sword. Gone, so it must not be for the sword now.

"Now your backstage is dead, and the gods are killed. You should have the largest number of godheads. How can you go up there? There should be a charter?" Zhou Qiping was not angry, still gloomy.