Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

"Chenchen——" Quzi Xiu's eyes and canthus were completely cracked, and the blood in his heart was churning, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Qian Mi snorted coldly, his voice was full of sarcasm, and said with a smile: "You should take care of yourself!"

After the words fell, the aura on his body became a little bit, and he directly knocked Qu Zixiu to the ground.

The Pofeng sword was inserted straight into the ground, the blade trembled slightly, Qu Zixiu fell beside Ming Chen, he gritted his teeth, staggered to Ming Chen's side, and hugged him in his arms.

Ming Chen's face was pale without any color, the corners of his mouth moved again and again before he managed to pull out a pale smile, every word seemed to be a breath coming out of his throat, Xiu couldn't even listen to the low-pitched melody arrive.

"Don't cry, it's okay." Ming Chen stretched out his hand to Qu Zixiu's face tremblingly, caressing his cheek.

A gleam of golden light flashed in Qu Zixiu's eyes, Qian Ji saw that he had never hated himself so much at this moment, and he could clearly see that the vitality in Ming Chen's body was slowly draining away.

Qu Zixiu's lips moved slightly, but he could only move his mouth silently, unable to utter a word, a tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell to the ground, making a pattering sound.

"So that's it! So that's it! So that's it!" Qian Milian said three times, and Qu Zixiu's eyes turned out to be the rare thousand eyes!

No wonder Cang Wu would attack the two of them!

Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.How could Cang Wu not be tempted by such a great opportunity as Qianjiyan to appear on a Golden Core cultivator?

However, I didn't expect that the final result turned out to be killed by the two of them.

Qian Mi's eyes full of hatred were stained with a trace of greed, and he said sullenly: "Qu Zixiu, it is your blessing to die in my hands today! Being able to contribute to the further development of the realm of comprehension contribute."

"Really?" Qu Zixiu's low voice sounded, wrapped in boundless chill and icy coldness, unexpectedly made Qian Mi's heart feel a little cold involuntarily.

I saw Qu Zixiu standing up swayingly, covering the Pofeng sword with one hand, and when he raised his eyes again, those eyes were so deep that it made people feel frightened.

"Qian Mi." Qu Zixiu said quietly, his voice was so cold that it made people feel chills all over his body, Qian Mi heard him say: "It's only been a hundred years, you have completely forgotten about this deity!"

Qian Mi was startled.

"Back then, I was able to let countless Nascent Souls be buried with me by myself. Today, I accept your life!"

With the sound of the last word, Qu Zixiu's whole body suddenly became radiant, his eyes turned blood red in an instant, and his cultivation base was directly raised to the Nascent Soul level.

"You are, you are..." Qian Mi couldn't help taking a step back, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

Qu Zixiu, Qian Jiyan, this deity...

Could it be that Qu Zixiu, the Nascent Soul Venerable who died a hundred years ago, took over his body? ! ! !

Qu Zixiu slowly raised the sword in his hand, the blood flowing from his fingertips slowly flowed down the hilt to the Pofeng sword, at the moment when the blood stained the long sword red, the killing intent on the Pofeng sword suddenly exploded , like a killing sword from hell, making a ringing sound.

"Should die!" Qu Zixiu's thin lips moved slightly, and slowly spit out the words, but Qian Mi seemed to be frozen in place, stunned in place.

Qian Mi tried his best to block the sword with the force of destroying heaven and earth, but he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Unbelievable!"

The cultivation in Qu Zixiu's body kept burning, and with the continuous use of sword moves in his hand, the cultivation of the whole body became more and more prosperous, and he had faintly reached the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul.

Qian Mi was in a state of distress, his gray clothes were covered with blood, dyeing them dark gray.

Ever since he knew that Qu Zixiu might be the Nascent Soul Venerable a hundred years ago, Qian Mi's mentality has been shaken slightly, and his determination to win has also been shaken.

Qian Mi was already thinking of retreating, trying to get Qu Zixiu to give up the idea of ​​killing him, "Sir, with your burning cultivation base, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything in the future. I was the one who went blind today and offended His Majesty. Those who can stop, I will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future."

Qian Mi had a good idea, thinking that he could make Qu Zixiu stop by retreating like this, but he was wrong, even if Qu Zixiu worked hard to get rid of his future cultivation, he would not let Qian Mi keep it. This fate.

Seeing the movement of Qu Zixiu's hands, Qian Mi paused, thinking that he had accepted his proposal, but before the joy in his heart could be expressed, he was interrupted by Qu Zixiu's next words in a cold voice, and was stillborn.

"My deity hates others threatening me, especially if I think I have captured my deity's mind!"

With a "boom", Qian Mi's shattered body was shot far away, breaking more than a dozen trees in a row, Qian Mi snorted, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood, feeling that his inner organs were about to be spit out .

If you stand any longer, you may lose your life here.

After finally cultivating to the cultivation base of Yuanying, Qian Mi was very reluctant to die. Before being angry at the crown for Taoist Cangwu, it was also under the premise of being sure.

If he were to lose his life now, he would never do it.

Qian Mi didn't want to fight any more, so he quickly threw out a teleportation talisman, wanting to leave quickly, but he didn't want the teleportation talisman to explode at the moment it was thrown into the air.

"Want to leave? If you don't want to stay, how can you leave!" Qu Zixiu appeared in front of Qian Mi in a flash, with a wicked smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

"Hmm~" Qian Mi was dragged up by Qu Zixiu's neck, the spiritual energy in his body had been scattered, and he couldn't mobilize it at all, just like an ant, he could only be slaughtered by Qu Zixiu.

The air in the chest cavity became thinner and thinner, Qian Mi's face flushed red, the strength of Xiuxiu's fingers holding the tune became weaker and weaker, and the extent of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

As a monk, he was actually strangled to death. If word spread, Qian Mi's reputation throughout his life would be enough to make him regret it thoroughly.

Qu Zixiu casually threw Qian Mi aside, like throwing rubbish, and with a wave of his finger, a fire ignited, obliterating the last trace of Qian Mi.

Qu Zixiu hugged Ming Chen horizontally, and disappeared in place.

The improved cultivation still hasn't dissipated, Quzi shrinks to an inch, and disappears in place. Not long after, Quzixiu appears in Youxin Palace.

He carried Mingchen into the training room, and handed over his cultivation to Mingchen.

The turbulent Peng Bai's cultivation base and aura poured into Ming Chen's body continuously and quickly, forcibly condensing into an invisible barrier, keeping the vitality that was constantly draining like an hourglass in Ming Chen's body.

Seeing this, Qu Zixiu's hanging heart was finally put into the atrium, his highly tense spirit relaxed, and he suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain all over his body.

Qu Zixiu used forbidden techniques to forcibly improve

After the cultivation level and the effect passed away, the sequelae left behind are also irreversible. I am afraid that his cultivation path will only stop at Jindan in this life.

The corner of Qu Zixiu's mouth twitched into a relieved smile, exchanging his own cultivation for Ming Chen's life, he really made a lot of money.

Although Mingchen's vitality has been retained, he still has to use pills to recuperate his internal injuries. The last internal injury has not healed, and he will be injured again. Further in the future.

After Qu Zixiu settled Ming Chen, he went to the seventh floor to find out if there was any treasure that had been recuperated.

Qu Zixiu glanced over those treasures one by one carefully, and suddenly, Qu Zixiu's gaze paused.

He happily grabbed a nine-color ganoderma, turned around and left quickly.

He had obtained this Ganoderma lucidum by accident in an ancient secret realm, but luckily the previous one was not used up.

Qu Zixiu broke off a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum and put it between Ming Chen's lips, watching the aura in the nine-colored Ganoderma slowly pass through Ming Chen's body, watching the vitality in Ming Chen's body slowly calm down, with a smile on his face. There was a look of relief.

"Qu Zixiu." The Pofeng sword leaning on the side stood up, floated to Qu Zixiu's side, said hesitantly, "This nine-color ganoderma is also good for you."

Maybe Nine Colors Ganoderma lucidum doesn't have 100% effect on Qu Zixiu's injury, but it can make up for it a little bit, which is beneficial anyway.

Qu Zixiu laughed softly, traced Ming Chen's eyebrows and eyes lightly with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "As long as Chen Chen is fine, everything else is not important."

How could it be unimportant? !

Po Fengjian wanted to refute, but seeing Qu Zixiu's soft eyes, he knew that he couldn't persuade him.

Once Qu Zixiu's identity is exposed, there are so many people in the cultivation world who want to kill him, and if his cultivation level cannot be improved, Qu Zixiu will have a very difficult life.

"You have been wronged, and you have followed a master with no future like me." Qu Zixiu's eyes fell on the Pofeng Sword, with a trace of regret.

If his cultivation stopped at this point, Po Feng Sword would also suffer from him.

The pofeng sword hilt rubbed against Qu Zixiu's palm, and said: "It's okay, you still have a family background, you can't be wronged by me, besides, your wife and my wife have become more powerful, we will follow suit let's eat."

Qu Zixiu couldn't help laughing out loud, although Pofengjian sometimes looked unreliable, but he was the one who understood him best.

Three days later, Ming Chen woke up leisurely, his eyes slightly blurred, he sat up, the sunlight slanted in, reflecting the dust flying in the air.

"squeak--"

The door was opened, Ming Chen looked up, and saw Qu Zixiu stepping in.

"Chenchen, are you feeling unwell?" Qu Zixiu asked with concern.

Ming Chen shook his head, he stroked Qu Zixiu's cheek with his fingertips, and whispered, "I lost weight!"

A trace of pampering appeared in Qu Zixiu's eyes, he put Ming Chen's fingers on his palm, and said with a smile: "I'll be back soon."

"Take another piece." Qu Zixiu took the last piece of Ganoderma lucidum in his hand and put it near Ming Chen's mouth.

Ming Chen didn't doubt that there was him, so he sucked it obediently. After a while, he felt that the light in the Ganoderma lucidum dimmed, and there was no more spiritual energy flowing, so he stopped.

"Your internal injury is almost healed, and you can recover to normal after resting for a while." There is another sentence that Qu Zixiu didn't say, and Ming Chen's cultivation is very likely due to the absorption of Nine-colored Ganoderma lucidum. Cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.

After adjusting his breath for a while, Mingchen suddenly asked, "Zixiu, how did you escape that day, and what happened to Qian Mi?"

A glimmer of dark light appeared in Qu Zixiu's eyes, and then quickly disappeared, until Ming Chen hadn't noticed it before, and it had already disappeared.

He said with a deep laugh: "Dead, absolutely dead."

A trace of doubt flashed across Ming Chen's face.

Before he could ask a question, Qu Zixiu went on to say: "Although my current cultivation base is only a golden core, but after all, I used to be a person who cultivated to the Nascent Soul, and there will always be some secrets that others don't know."

Ming Chen nodded, but heard Qu Zixiu ask again: "Chenchen, you've been lying on the bed for three days, you're almost moldy, let me take you out for a walk."

"Ah."

Last time, the two came and went in a hurry, but they failed to live up to the beautiful scenery of Youxin Palace. This time, they can just enjoy it.

There are dazzling flowers blooming in the garden, colorful and colorful, and the fragrance of flowers blows in the wind, giving people a refreshing feeling.

Among the thousands of flowers, Mingchen suddenly looked back and said with a smile, "Zixiu, you really enjoy it! Cultivating in such a beautiful place."

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, thousands of pinks and blacks are colorless.

Although Ming Chen's body is covered with incomparably beautiful flowers, at this moment, in Qu Zixiu's eyes, there is only Ming Chen's figure, standing alone.

"Everything about me is shared with you, and all the beauty of Youxin Palace is shared with you."

Together, Mingchen and Quzixiu spent a leisurely and comfortable life in Youxin Palace, and during this time, Mingchen was promoted to Yuanying.

On that day, thick dark clouds covered the sky and covered the sun, covering the entire Youxin Palace. In the depths of the dark clouds, thunder and lightning shuttled through it, enveloping the entire palace.

Qu Zixiu stood aside from a distance, watching countless thunder catastrophes strike Ming Chen, but when it really hit Ming Chen, he lost his thunder, lifted it high, and put it down gently.

Two hours later, the dark clouds all over the sky dissipated, and the radiant streamer centered on Mingchen, scattered in all directions, and fell on the surrounding plants, causing them to sway happily.

Dots of light fell on Quzixiu's body, no matter how sweet springs poured into the desert, the comfort was only momentary, but it disappeared quickly.

After Mingchen finished adjusting his breath, Qu Zixiu walked over.

"Zixiu!" Starlight flashed in Mingchen's eyes, he looked at Quzixiu with burning eyes, and said with a smile, "I've advanced."

Qu Zixiu nodded lightly, "Chenchen is really amazing."

Mingchen pursed his lips, slowed down his voice, and said, "Zixiu, don't you still have a hunch that you're going to be promoted?"

Qu Zixiu's cultivation base has always been ahead of him, but this time, he suddenly advanced to Yuanying, but Qu Zixiu still didn't move, Mingchen couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"I've said it long ago, your physique is excellent, and the advantages of this physique will become more obvious later on. Now this situation is very normal." Qu Zixiu's lie Just blurted out.

Ming Chen believed it was true, and comforted Qu Zixiu in a low voice, saying, "I'm really lucky, but Zixiu, your luck is not bad either, you will definitely be promoted soon."