Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1369

Yanyan's unconscious body was originally limp, but was straightened by the transparent flames from the cauldron's mouth, as if she was sitting.

No one would have believed that fire could burn with such purity and precision if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.It doesn't even look like fire anymore.

Lie Shanding closed the beast's eyes on the bronze tripod like never before, and his two thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, showing the nervousness and carefulness that it never had in alchemy.

The glazed flame rolled gently on the surface of Yanyan's body, it didn't ignite Yanyan's red dress, and didn't even mess up Yanyan's hair that fell down her shoulders.

However, this time, Yanyan, who was in the fire, never regained consciousness little by little, and revived life little by little like countless times in the past.

Yanyan sat quietly in the fire, with a blank expression on her face, her eyes were empty looking ahead, her eyes were filled with ashes that were almost dead, and she couldn't see any changes.

Because of the height of Lie Shanding, Yanyan who was put into the cauldron was seen by more people.

The stewards of the caravan and the disciples of the White Mist Hall looked up at the girl in the cauldron quietly. After a while, their knees fell heavily on the ground.

"The Sovereign Returns—"

"My master is back—"

There were irregular calls, mixed with choking and crying.

The weeping and shouting of the crowd is not mourning, but a real cry.

For all the partners in the Yan family caravan, and for all the disciples of the White Mist Palace, Yan Yan is their heaven. Regardless of their future career or spiritual reliance, Yan Yan is their absolute leader, and they are the ones who will never give up in everyone's hearts. spirit.

Yan Yan had previously fought against the Chixin Fox, against the Dao of Heaven, the caravan and the disciples of the White Mist Hall were only worried for her, but everyone's emotions were calmed down.

At this moment, seeing Yan Yan's appearance like a living dead with his own eyes, even the leaders of several caravans could not bear it. The caravan stewards like Liu Lang and Hong Yuxiu, and the big disciples of Baiwu Temple like Bo Chengxian could hardly cry.

Sad emotions quickly spread among the crowd, and everyone in Daheiyan was shrouded in deep grief and despair for a while.

"Crack!"

Amidst the sound of weeping, a bright flash of fire fell from the sky again, and a powerful force of heaven and earth was accumulated in the rolling thunderclouds.

"Crack!"

All the people were disturbed by the lightning that was getting closer and closer. They raised their heads and looked at the thundercloud rolling sky with sad faces.

"Crack!"

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and the sadness in the eyes of the faces facing the sky gradually turned into hatred and anger.

Everyone knows that God's approaching footsteps are here to snatch Yanyan's body.

God has forcibly sealed their leader, but still wants to snatch her last body.

Where would they go without Yanyan?

If there is no Yanyan, what is the future?
Their glory, their brilliance, their future, these real things were all given by that petite and slender girl.

Although God is mighty, what has God given them?
It is said that all life in the world depends on the pity of God, but the caravan and the White Mist Palace, they have never seen the appearance of God.

They only knew that the person who completely changed their fate was Yan Yan.

Their god is Yanyan!
"God, the thief of the dog day, I will fight with you!"

Niu Nenggan jumped up suddenly, and suddenly pulled out two heavy diamond hammers from his lower back. Holding the double hammers in his hand, he hit the top of his head with a loud sound that shook the eardrums.

The double hammers were hit by a huge force, and the metal flames were produced by friction. They were pushed into the sky by a flame, like a rolling landmine hitting the sky.

That was the power released by Niu Nenggan's Huoling Qi.

"Crack!"

Under the lead cloud, a heavy thunderbolt slammed down on Niu Nenggan's Huo Lingqi, and the Huo Lingqi was instantly drowned by the mighty thunder.

The thunder didn't stop, and directly blasted towards the big black rock.

Feeling the coercion of the approaching thunder, the lush leaves of Laomei covering everyone's heads rustled.

Mr. Yumei stretched out his hand and gently caressed the thick trunk of the old plum tree.

Lao Mei felt the close and stable power from her husband's palm, and gradually calmed down

Mr. Yumei raised his head, looked at Lei Ting who was getting closer, and meditated in his heart: I hope the emperor will go well and quickly, and I may not last long here...

"Zizi..."

Mr. Yumei was thinking about the other side of Canghua in his heart, when he heard the sound of electric current traveling through the clouds at high speed, as if it was right above his head.

Click!

The bright white beam of electric light illuminated half of the sky, and the powerful sinking force rubbed against the air, sending out a roar that pierced the eardrums of people, and the sky and the earth trembled at the same time due to the huge shock.

Seeing such a heavy punishment from heaven hitting those ordinary creatures, even the gods on the clouds couldn't bear to witness it, so they quietly turned around...

Heaven is ruthless, really ruthless.

However, among the gods who turned around, there was a god who quietly put his consciousness down on the cloud.

Because the god felt that among the small human races in the lower realm, there was a weak aura that belonged to him.

Just as the god's eyes with the power of divine consciousness passed through the thick dark clouds, he saw a barrier with colorful light spots stretching from the big black rock that carried mortals.

The god felt his own aura from the enchantment glowing with colorful light spots.

The gods noticed it the moment the enchantment was presented, it was a protective enchantment released by Zhaoshi Jia, because the god was the god responsible for patrolling the worlds of mountains and seas, the God of Zhaosi.

Even though it was a piece of armor that had been separated from his body for a long time, Zhao Shishen could feel the message from the armor on his body.

Harmony, neutrality, creation, friendliness and love... This is His armor that follows that person and records the breath of that person.

These auras made Zhaoshen feel something.

This is a group of lovely creatures.

The God of Zhaoshi is a deity with a low status, which is equivalent to an inspection in the world of mountains and seas. He travels around the world of mountains and seas day and night, and is a god who has relatively close contact with all living beings in the world.

Zhaoshi God knows how cute these ordinary creatures are, and in these ordinary creatures, He often surprises Him with unbelievable miraculous ingenuity or extraordinary skills.

Witnessing the hard work and hard work of these ordinary creatures to survive, Zhao Shishen felt that, as one of the patron saints of this world, how touching and noble it is to protect these beautiful creatures.

However, at this very moment, He just watched Heavenly Dao crush these weak, beautiful, and completely innocent creatures...

In the ear of the God of Zhaosi, I suddenly remembered the words that the little girl who was forcibly named the Central Yan Emperor stubbornly shouted: "Why!"

God, can you really have no scruples?

God, can you do anything reckless?

Zhao Sishen's gaze, once again through the thick lead cloud, fell on the enchantment released by His armor below...

(End of this chapter)