Yun Qishen

Chapter 1178 The Book of Strength (16)

(God's perspective)
"It's Yun Qishen!"

If he looked up from the tent of the demon camp, there was a pale golden light, Yun Qishen's black figure was floating in the air, and there was a hole in the dark cloud-covered sky.

The pale golden light shines from the upper realm through the cloud hole.

Everyone who was amazed by what happened also looked up at the golden light in the distance. The giant black snake attacked from the upper realm, and the earth shook.

Under the watchful eyes of all the demons and immortals, the Holy Snake King was easily wiped out by Yun Qishen.

"what!"

Gu Mianmian covered her mouth with her hands in surprise, and Chen Yueluo also opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

In case of gritting your teeth, the anger in your heart wants to vent but suffers from the person who has not vented.

"That's the Holy Snake King!"

"That's also a relative of our Demon Lord."

"No, the Demon Lord won't be so ruthless!"

"That's right! No matter how the Holy Lord Spirit Snake is controlled by the gods of the upper realm, the Demon Lord will not harm it."

The demons didn't believe it or even thought it was part of Yun Qishen's plan, and he hadn't completely wiped out the Holy Snake Lord.

Qiu Shan felt his heart go cold, and he became sad, as if something had disappeared, but he didn't want that thing to disappear.

Seeing that Qiu Shan was depressed, Nanjo Jin patted him on the back with his hand.

"Hey, stray! What's wrong with you, now is not the time to be depressed!
Now that your demon lord has broken through the entrance to the upper realm, it will be a blink of an eye to fully attack the upper realm.

I don't understand why you're so depressed all of a sudden, but I want to say something to you, I'd be sad if you died.

Because then no one would argue with me.

Hello!Lost spirit, did you listen to me?

Give me some response, kid! "

After finishing speaking, Nanjo Jin clenched his fist and moved towards Qiu Shan.

Qiu Shan turned his head slightly to look at Nanjo Jin's burnt hand, then he looked up at Nanjo Jin's determination to live.

"Ah."

Qiu Shan nodded, and he also raised his hand to punch Nanjo Jin's hand.

While everyone here is watching Yun Qishen's next move, the priests of Jingling Mountain have entered the final stage of forging weapons.

The child Shaka sat cross-legged under the copper stove, and the pure fire burning beside him made him sweat non-stop.

Daoist Xuyun also took care of Shaka's situation while delivering mana to the copper furnace.

Mo Langqin noticed the disappearance of the book of power and quickly rushed out of the room and looked up at the sky.

"The one who should come is still here... Save him... Then how to save him... My son, you must be safe, and the young master will definitely help you!"

Mo Langqin recalled the voice he met on Sky Island, the voice said that he could help Yun Qishen.How can I help with the current situation?Can only bite the bullet and step forward?

"Oh no!"

Murong Danran suddenly withdrew it, and Mana reminded loudly, "The copper furnace seems to be unable to support it. Sure enough, this casting method is still too fast. The copper furnace has not fully absorbed the power of the spar. If it continues to be smelted, the copper furnace will explode. We will all have casualties.

Everyone stop. "

After hearing Murong Shanran's words, Cheng Yun and Daoist Xu Qingxu Yun stopped casting spells, only Mi Zixin still insisted on refusing to stop.

"Liuying, don't force it!"

"Junior brother, just accept it when you see it. If you really can't practice it, you can't risk your life."

"We'll find another way."

They all persuaded Mi Zixin to stop casting spells, but Mi Zixin didn't listen to them and stopped, but instead strengthened his mana.

Mo Langqin, who heard the movement in the room, ran back to check the situation. He saw that the Taoist priests except Mi Zixin had stopped casting spells, so he understood the reason.

"If the priests don't dislike the weird thing in my hand, I have an instrument here that can temporarily protect the copper furnace from bursting."

"Then why are you still standing there! Hurry up and take it out!

Whether he is ugly or not!Just use it! "

"Liu Ying, don't work too hard, you are just getting better, don't use too much magic!"

The two priests, Xuqing and Xuyun, spoke anxiously, and Mo Langqin took out the instrument and carefully placed it on the copper furnace.

But because of the pure fire, the equipment here, which couldn't last for a long time, can only last for half a quarter of an hour.

"Half a quarter of an hour is enough...just a quarter of an hour..."

Mi Zixin looked tired, and his hands that were casting spells began to tremble.

Mo Langqin even noticed that Mi Zixin's hands were getting old.

Half a quarter of an hour here is short, but Taoist Chief and the others feel that it is very long, just like they have lived since entering Lingshan until now.

Shaka clutched his heart tightly, he felt a sharp pain in his back, as if something was about to pierce its bones and fly out of his body.

For daddy, for daddy!
Shaka will never cry, Shaka will be strong and wait for his father to come back before holding Shaka to sleep and telling stories!
"Liuying! Everyone, take back your magic defense!"

"The copper furnace is about to explode!"

Mo Langqin ran to Sha Jia to protect him, while Xu Qing also quickly pulled Daoist Xu Yun to lie down, Murong Shanran was very quick to protect Mi Zixin, but a strong light and air wave completely Separated him from Mizi Xinduan.

"Flying Firefly!!!"

Although Murong Shanran had made a good defense, he was still blown away by the fragments and air waves that exploded from the copper furnace.

After the copper furnace exploded, the two priests, Xu Yun and Xu Qing, raised their heads to check the surrounding situation.

"Liu Ying? Liu Yun?"

Daoist Xu Yun's voice trembled a little, Daoist Xuqing grabbed Daoist Xuyun's shoulder and comforted him.

"Brother, don't worry, they will be fine. Look, brother... we have made—"

Daoist Xu Qing raised his head and saw the fairy sword shining with clear light.

"Flying Firefly..."

Murong Shanran came back dragging his injured leg, he looked left and right but did not see Mi Zixin.That heart immediately became half cold.

Daoist Xuyun stood up and grabbed Murong Shanran's arm, "Where's Liuying? How is he? Speak up! Liuyun!"

"Third Senior Brother... Junior Brother... Liu Ying..."

Both Daoist Xuyun and Murong Danran fell silent, but Daoist Xuqing was not sad, he rushed to the sword, and didn't realize that Mi Zixin's aura was hidden in the sword until he approached.

"Senior brother Liuyun! Liuying is in the sword! It's really Liuying's breath! I didn't lie to you!"

When Murong Shanran and Daoist Xu Yun heard about it, they quickly ran to the sword.

That tender feeling undoubtedly came from Mi Zixin.

"He is Liuying, that's right...fool, why don't you know how to protect yourself..."

Daoist Xuyun's expression was sad, he raised his hand to feel the light from the sword.

why?Why should such a gentle person sacrifice so much?
(End of this chapter)