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Chapter 737 Gifts

Ancient Qingdao Island Territory, Qinghua Territory.

In the Northern Continent, within the Great Canopy Country, a dark and deep hexagonal tower stands deep in the mountains.

The hexagonal tower is simple and mysterious, with a height of forty-nine floors and is shrouded by an elusive force.

This is the Qinghua Domain, the legendary holy land of the inheritance of fate - the Six Witches Pagoda.

at this time.

On the top of the forty-ninth floor of the Six Witches Tower, a tall old man stood with his hands behind his hands and was looking at the stars.

The old man wore a black robe that was as quiet as the night, and his eyes seemed cloudy, but they were as deep as the starry night, revealing endless vicissitudes and wisdom.

Meow

A strange and long cat meow penetrated into the void.

I saw a big silver-black cat with a lazy expression, leaning against the corner and yawning.

"Wise man, you have been standing here all day and night."

Behind the six witches and wise men, there were some figures standing.

Those close to each other are a female priestess with a face as beautiful as the night moon, and an old man with a white beard.

"Qin Xin, you did not disappoint me, nor did you live up to your mother's master's wishes. Changing your destiny and luck is something that few people have accomplished since ancient times."

The six witches and wise men looked pleased.

His deep eyes seemed to penetrate through all the space, and the direction he was looking at was the Brahma Wheel Ancient Sound Hall.

Buzz

Suddenly, a layer of starlight and silver glow appeared in the sky above the Six Witches Tower, shrouding the Six Witches and Wise Men.

Meow

The big lazy cat shuddered, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Qin Xin? Liu Qin Xin"

Behind the wise man, the priestess, the old man with the white beard, and others all turned pale.

in memory.

Wasn’t Liu Qinxin buried in extraterritorial inheritance?

As for Liu Qinxin's life and death, the six witches and wise men had already given a conclusion of "more bad luck than good".

"Liu Qinxin...how is that possible?"

A graceful, plump and luxurious woman appeared on the 49th floor of the Six Witches Tower at some unknown time.

This woman can be said to be the most beautiful woman in the world. She has an unparalleled beauty and has the power to seduce the world with every smile.

Comers.

She is none other than Princess Qin, the female disciple of the Six Witches and Wise Men.

"Five or six years ago, Master had a definite conclusion. Isn't Liu Qinxin already dead?"

Princess Qin looked surprised and her expression changed.

Actually.

The wise men of the Six Witches came to the conclusion that "the odds are against the odds" and Liu Qinxin's death was confirmed.

But out of various considerations, the Six Wizards revealed Liu Qinxin's life and death.

"Master, haven't you already concluded that Liu Qinxin is dead? How can you change your destiny?"

Princess Qin asked respectfully.

The six witches and wise men accepted three female disciples and chose the inheritance of Fate, Mei and Le respectively.

Among them, Princess Qin was the only one to survive, but she was the least valued among the three female disciples.

A wise man loves disciples of fate the most, followed by disciples of joy.

It's a pity that these two female disciples paid a huge price to reverse Liu Qinxin's fate. Their deaths were only a small part of the impetus given by Princess Qin.

"The end of the end is the beginning; death also means rebirth."

The six witch wise men's cloudy eyes showed a glow of prosperity, a hint of doting and comfort.

Everyone on the top of the tower had strange expressions on their faces.

In my impression, it is rare to see a wise man with such a glow on his face.

"New student? Could it be..."

The female priest, the old man with the white beard and others were shocked.

For a time, everyone speculated.

"Appreciating the scenery of the Brahma Wheel, she transcends the shackles of this life's fortune; after seven years, the new seeds have sprouted, bloomed, flourished, and are about to bear fruit..."

The faces of the six witches and wise men became more and more radiant.

A few of the fortune-telling people behind me were thoughtful.

"Qin Xin, what brings you here this time?"

The six witches and wise men turned around.

He no longer mentioned anything about "Liu Qinxin".

"Master, now that the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect has revived and is counterattacking the mainland, the common people are in danger. The leader of the Scarlet Moon Sect is so majestic in the world. It is said that he is in retreat recently and has plans to attack the False God King..."

Princess Qin said.

In the past few years, the forces of the Scarlet Moon Demon Cult have resurrected and are spreading little by little to counterattack the mainland.

The Holy Alliance and the ten major sects tried their best to suppress it, but could not stop the general trend.

"Wise man, you will definitely be able to save the people of this continent."

The people behind said.

There was also a hint of expectation in Princess Qin's eyes.

The canopy country where she lives has also been eroded by the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect.

The Iron-Blooded Sect took advantage of this opportunity to take control in one fell swoop and lead the forces of the entire country to deal with the Demonic Sect.

"You guys, there is no need to worry unfoundedly. The Qinghua Domain is a place where great fortunes gather..."

The six witches and wise men suddenly smiled.

He stopped talking and returned to retreat.

Princess Qin let out a long sigh, with a hint of unwillingness on her face.

Meow

The big lazy cat glanced at her with a hint of jealousy, then scurried lightly and disappeared from the spot.

Qian Sheng Group Domain.

On a desolate micro-domain with thin vitality.

This micro-region is less than one-fifth of the Bahuang Mountain and is a dead lake.

at this time.

On the surface of the lake, there is a death metal sailboat floating, with a layer of strange purple light waves floating around.

Two death guards were stationed in front and behind the sailboat.

"Qian Sheng Group Domain, Le Dao Sect, I didn't expect it to be here..."

A majestic figure, as dark as the god of death, appeared at the bow of the ship.

Next to him, there was a little girl with white eyes standing.

The girl with white pupils grew up very fast. In her white pupils, there was an air of empty pupils, and there was a kind of mysterious and unpredictable power.

"Master, the sect with the word 'qin' is the location of the target of death."

The white-eyed girl said.

She is now slim and beautiful, but she has an unusual girlish temperament.

"The sect with the word 'qin' in it, haha, it reminds me of an ancient and powerful music sect."

The smile on the corner of Emperor Death's mouth gradually turned cold.

Tianshengqin Palace

This reminded him of some dusty grievances deep in his memory.

Emperor Death fell into a brief memory.

The life of any great emperor can compose a legendary biography.

Emperor Death is no exception. His growth and life were not all smooth sailing. They were also full of ups and downs, ups and downs, and magnificent events.

Few people know.

The Death Emperor had to undergo two rebirths to achieve his current achievements.

first.

He finally reached the peak of kingship through training and wanted to attack the False God Emperor.

As a result, he was ambushed by several great emperors.

Just because Emperor Death has offended many people, and with the Eye of Death, he has great potential.

Those great emperors joined forces to kill the Death Emperor.

The Death Emperor has a special eye of death, his soul escapes, and he successfully takes over and is reborn.

the second time.

He was even more unlucky. Although he was promoted to the Great Emperor, he was hunted down by the Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm.

This time, I almost lost my soul.

"The second time I died, I was chased by the Holy Lord of Floating Dream Holy Land. During that time, there seemed to be assistance from the Ledao Sect."

Emperor Death thought of the long-lost memory.

After two rebirths, he reached the height he has reached so far.

Now, standing at the pinnacle of the Great Emperor, he has a strong foundation of strength and masters all kinds of terrifying forbidden death techniques; even the Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm is unwilling to offend him and attack him easily.

"Tian Sheng Qin Palace, let's solve it together."

A cold murderous intention emerged in the dark pupils of the Death Emperor.

As soon as the words fell.

On the death metal sailboat, the figure of the Death Emperor was no longer visible.

"Why...the next destiny trajectory is blocked by a certain force."

The girl with white eyes is holding a paintbrush and biting her lip.

finally.

She tried her best to draw a picture.

The painting skills of the girl with white pupils have improved significantly.

In the picture, you can clearly see the confrontation between the Death Emperor and another purple-haired young man from a distance.

"Are we finally going to meet?"

The two death guards beside him looked at the scene in the painting.

At the same moment.

Brahma Wheel Ancient Sound Hall, 49th floor.

Under the mysterious and boundless ancient starry sky, everyone in the circular palace suddenly lost their color.

The flawless ice jade body is surrounded by a layer of starlight and holy light, exuding a mysterious fragrance, which has an effect of edifying the soul.

Suddenly.

The icy muscles and jade bones, as white as snow, began to melt little by little in the mysterious starlight.

"Qin Xin"

Zhao Feng was shocked and lost his voice.

Liu Qinxin, who was very close and smiling beautifully, melted little by little in the starlight from bottom to bottom.

Everyone was stunned, but could do nothing.

"Feng, it is a blessing in this life that you can come and Qin Xin can die without regrets."

A soft and clear voice sounded on the 49th floor of the Ancient Sound Hall.

Only seen.

From the melting corpse, Liu Qinxin appeared as a speck of void starlight, dressed in a snow-white gauze, like a classical fairy in poetry and painting.

Ding

Under the completely melted corpse, a rusty ancient copper coin appeared.

"Qin Xin...are you alive or dead? Do you still exist in the world?"

Zhao Feng stared at the empty Liu Qinxin.

This Liu Qinxin is made up of completely empty thoughts, Zhao Feng can see it.

"Feng, my death is a new life that breaks through the shackles of numerology. Since you have found this place, it can be seen that our love and cause and effect will not be broken in the next life."

Liu Qinxin, who had no starlight, smiled sweetly, happy and satisfied.

Buzz

Her body made of void starlight showed an unstable trend, and its light gradually dimmed.

Zhao Feng's expression changed. This was just a trace of Liu Qinxin's mental body, which was presented through the mysterious power of the Brahma Wheel Ancient Sound Hall.

"time is limited."

Liu Qinxin's expression straightened and she said, "Feng, if you hold this ancient copper coin, it may be of some help to you in resolving the upcoming crisis."

Swish

The Liuqin Xin composed of starlight turned into a bright spot of light and blended into the ancient copper coin.

Instantly.

The rusty ancient copper coin shone with a mysterious starlight and fell into the palm of Zhao Feng's hand.

"Feng, this is the gift I leave for you...see you in the next life."

The quiet and gentle voice disappeared in the void.

Brahma Wheel Ancient Sound Hall, the 49th floor, the aura belonging to Liu Qinxin disappeared from the world.

Zhao Feng stared at the Starlight Bronze Coin in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

"The upcoming crisis? Could it be that Qin Xin has anticipated something?"

Zhao Feng's mind and consciousness was immersed in the ancient copper coins.

Instantly.

His mind and thoughts entered a world of stars.

In this world, the sun, moon, and stars move in mysterious ways, producing an unfathomable force.

The next moment.

Various perceptions and artistic conceptions, along with the movement of the sun, moon and stars, are integrated into Zhao Feng's mind.

"This is……"

Zhao Feng's ears seemed to hear the sound of a distant piano, echoing in his soul.

That ancient copper coin actually contained the strange and ethereal power and artistic conception of music, which was integrated into Zhao Feng's soul.

Zhao Feng felt that the artistic conception of his soul was sublimated in a short time and became ethereal and clear.

The sublimation effect of soul and artistic conception is more than ten times that of Huan Shen Liquor.


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