It fell to the ground, and the sky has completely healed. The originally dark sky gradually became brighter, as if after the rain. My wife in Taoist robe supported me, with tenderness in her eyes. I was in a low mood, but still seemed to be burning with hope. I couldn't help but touch it.
her cheeks.
"The battle is over. It's better to stabilize your cultivation as soon as possible. You are only one step away from becoming a god." My daughter-in-law did not avoid it, and let my hand gently slide across her face to the nape of her neck.
My forehead touched hers, and I felt her human body temperature, and then I felt the beauty of being alive.
It is no longer possible to tell which part of Qiankun Mountain was on the ground. There are traces of mountain collapse everywhere. The entire battlefield is in a mess. I am afraid it will take a long time to restore the lush greenness to its original state.
Life is too awe-inspiring. Master's death has made me reluctant to think of it countless times. And how should I solve the ensuing chaos?
"We need to solve the last problem..." After a long while, I blurted out, and then I thought deeply. Master's death cannot be changed, so I should help him clear up the last situation he left for me.
Now the situation is very clear. We only need to find the distraction that the old god put in this world, and then destroy the source of the lower world connection of the pure world calamity. What is not clear is that there is no patron saint in the sky, and even the godhead is gone.
If the ancestral dragon eats it, how can a person with divine status protect everyone?
It's a little bit mysterious. After all, without the guidance of the old god, if we can't break through the world and go up, either the Pure World Heavenly Tribulation will blow us up, or gods will be sent to the Upper Realm to take over and blame us. It won't be the Pure World Heavenly Tribulation.
It's so simple, but there is a price to pay for killing the gods. Taking this path means that everything is different.
Just when I was thinking about these issues, a nebula appeared from behind me. The nebula was the power of the ancestral dragon that had not been used up. It transformed into the huge head of the ancestral dragon, opened its mouth, and spit out a bunch of treasures.
come out.
My personal treasure heart-protecting lamp is also in it, and among the other items, there is a broken golden Dao sword that is as big as a finger. This thing is the thing that summons the sky thunder. It was broken by the power of Zulong before.
, and the other one is a golden dried hairy hand, which looks like it was made by an ape's hand after it was dried, and the other one is the master's small Zhuxian formation disk, which has been completely destroyed.
It's eighty-eight years old, and repairing it is probably a problem.
What's left is a token, the function of which is still unclear, and a small bronze bell that cracked. That is the Demon Suppressing Bell, and this is all the old god's belongings.
This god has also forced us into desperation. If not for this, all the treasures would not have been almost completely damaged. Even the golden monkey's paw, which I thought was not damaged, is in a state of energy exhaustion. It seems that it was sucked by me.
After several times, it was also worn out.
The token was in my hand. I looked it up and down. Seeing my wife coming over, I asked, "I know everything else, but I don't know about this token."
"This is the Divine Weapon Order. Mortals think that gods spread the beans and make soldiers. In fact, it is the reason for this token. A patron saint like him will of course be assigned some magical soldiers, but now he is in a state of no energy."
said the daughter-in-law.
"That's it." I nodded. With so many spiritual treasures either broken or seriously depleted of energy, only the safety lamp was still useful. I put it back into my body again to prevent Xia Ruize's sudden sneak attack that could kill a thousand people.
And just when I was recovering and reconnecting the broken meridians, grandma came back empty-handed. In addition to her, Senior Brother Yan also came with a group of monks, including Xin Shinian, Ao Shuang, Huang Lichen and others.
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Seeing that I was safe and sound, everyone gathered around me one by one, but grandma blamed herself and said, "The Qingping Sword was fought over by Wan Songxiao."
"What?" I was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Forget it, he has been eyeing this sword for a long time. If you don't give it to him, there will probably be a more powerful backhand."
Grandma was seriously injured, and it was not easy to escape with her life. Xin Shinian and Ao Shuang were both there, but they also robbed her. This shows that Wan Songxiao really saved her strength, otherwise how could grandma lose it?
sword.
"That Wan Songxiao is so cunning!" Ao Shuang said angrily.
"Seizing the opportunity to cause chaos is also his style." I smiled. Although throwing the sword was unexpected, it was also reasonable. Wan Songxiao is a person who is good at planning, and there is absolutely no way he would have no backup plan.
"Hmph. He coaxes, deceives, intimidates and induces. He is simply a bad guy!" Ao Shuang said angrily. I watched her dumbfounded for a long time, but I felt that she was insulting Wan Songxiao by saying these words.
But I didn't say anything, but she became interested in the daughter-in-law next to me. She looked up and down for a while, and the daughter-in-law's golden eyes also looked at her.
"Where have I seen you?" Ao Shuang pondered, and the corner of her daughter-in-law's mouth showed a meaningful expression. This suddenly made Ao Shuang feel unpredictable, but based on women's instinct for self-protection, Ao Shuang's expression became cold.
, seemed to be about to show his fangs: "Who are you..."
But before she could act arrogantly, Xin Shinian walked over with a gloomy expression and said, "Open your dog eyes! Who are you? How dare you act arrogantly here?"
When Ao Shuang saw that Xin Shinian was also in the Divine Transformation state, her face became serious. She had received a moderate injury, but Xin Shinian was in full strength. In a fight, he would definitely lose more than he won, but she couldn't say anything.
He was interrupted before he finished speaking. He was quite unhappy and said angrily: "I am the Emperor of the Azure Sea! Xia Yitian is the wife of Emperor Xia! I think this woman does not know the importance of her importance and sticks so close to my man. Let me ask.
What's wrong?"
"Haha, it's really a joke! It's just a fake, but it actually wants to challenge the Supreme Being. You don't know the heights of the world!" Xin Shinian said coldly.
"What Supreme?" Ao Shuang, who was not very confident to begin with, changed her face slightly when she heard the word 'Supreme', and even became a little bit wilted.
Xin Shinian sneered and wanted to say something to scare Ao Shuang into an eggplant, but his wife quickly waved her hand as if she didn't need to pay attention to her. Xin Shinian snorted coldly and stopped talking.
But Ao Shuang was not someone who could be fooled easily, and immediately muttered: "I...I don't care about the Supreme, he is my man anyway...you just can't touch him!"
"Huh." Xin Shinian didn't bother to pay attention, turned his head and stopped talking.
"Master! Wuwu... Master... I am a disciple of no use..." Senior Brother Yan was in tears. He revisited his old place, which made him grief-stricken. He kowtowed to the direction where his master died.
"Senior brother... please don't be like this. Master doesn't want us to be like this." I sighed bitterly, 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 at it.
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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""So the senior brother hugged the ancient book and started crying again, with tears streaming down his face, like a child.
I was also depressed, and I didn’t know how to comfort me. I could only tell what I was thinking about. I told other people who came here, and everyone felt that it would be wise to first find the distraction of the old god from the lower world. If he gets it
If the climate is really successful, then when the split soul becomes the main soul and inherits the true godhead, it will be like having never killed a god, and it will be back to the original point.
After calming down, I was ready to take everyone out of here, but at this time, Xia Ruize and Zhou Qiping came!
These two guys were wandering around here before. Now that the gods have been destroyed by the ancestor dragon, they have also run out. Seeing us with so many gods here, Zhou Qiping did not have any fear, but said in a strange way.
: "Hey, Xia Yitian, even the gods have been slaughtered by you now, and you are so high-spirited. It's a pity, it seems useless. This world is still this world, and the godhead is still with us."
"If you have something to say, just say it and let it go. Why are you talking so much!" I looked at Zhou Qiping and Xia Ruize coldly. If these two people had been here, they would have seen Wan Songxiao carrying the Qingping Sword just now.
He left, so he definitely didn't come here for the sword.
"Now that all your backstage members are dead and the gods have been slaughtered, your side should have the largest number of godheads. There should be a regulation on how to go up next, right?" Zhou Qiping was not angry, and was still gloomy.