female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 132 Goddess ([-])

Karma originally grew up with Yan Qingqiu's immortal power, so his body naturally has a certain ability to adapt.

She will not die in Yan Qingqiu's body, once she dies, her karma will naturally dissipate, but Jiang Zhu is not at all.

Forcibly introducing the leaked karma into her body in this way can prevent the deterioration of the situation to a certain extent, but it will also leave hidden dangers in her body.

If it continues, it will be difficult to save even life.

Jiang Zhu can also feel that karma is constantly eroding her strength, like a silkworm devouring mulberry leaves bit by bit, and will eventually devour herself.

"Yan Qingqiu, you have survived 800 years of torture, are you going to give up this time?"

Jiang Zhu shouted desperately, trying to wake up the sleeping woman.But they don't know that a seriously injured person who has no immortal power in his body can't receive a few words from the outside world.

In vain, the earth cracked, the mountains cracked, the forests collapsed, and the river flooded in, just like a scene of annihilation.

Jiangzhu wants to attract karma while protecting Luokui who has fallen asleep.

"what is the problem!"

Jiangzhu looked anxiously at the place where the magic power was produced. On the top of the mountain, there was an evil light. Jiangzhu knew at a glance that it was Qianku's handwriting.

This is to turn over the entire Ruqin Mountains, looking for traces of Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhu couldn't help spitting inwardly: "Damn Qianku, you'll be fine even if you're late, if you don't do it early, you don't come late, and you want to climb the mountain at this time."

But no matter how angry he was at this time, it would not help, so he had to endure it silently.

I saw that under the power of Qianku, the mountain tree in front of me was broken into pieces and suspended in the air, and then flipped back under the action of its power.

Back and forth several times, but still no movement.

That side is gradually losing patience, and this side is also gradually becoming difficult to support.

The same is that neither party has any intention of giving up.

It is said that what true feelings moved God, their hard work and persistence finally ushered in success.

I saw a towering beam of light suddenly erupting from under Yan Qingqiu, shaking the mountains and shaking the waves, knocking the crimson pearl out of the air, and passing out like Luo Kui.

When Yan Qingqiu opened his eyes again, what greeted his eyes was darkness, boundless darkness.

Suddenly, a ball of light appeared in the darkness, and waves of light rippled in layers, until the darkness was cleansed, and thousands of spirits in the world rose from the darkness.

Illuminate all dead silence, expel darkness.

The aura moved little by little, forming a series of pictures, interpreting the story without knowing why. Others may be confused when they read it, but Yan Qingqiu will not.

Because she saw these characters in the main hall of Ruqin Immortal Palace, and she is very familiar with the memory of the murals, so she can recognize them at a glance.

Not long after, the last scene of the mural appeared, which was the story of the master Zhiwei.The animation stopped abruptly, all the auras gathered together, and finally gradually pieced together into another look.

Yan Qingqiu looked at the beautiful fairy in front of him, that familiar face could call out his name without any hesitation: "Master Zhiwei!"

She has an inexplicable confidence in the person in front of her, even if she sees a fake for the first time, she still dares to confirm that she is Zhiwei herself.

The woman with her eyes closed didn't open her mouth, and her mechanical voice echoed throughout the space.

"Palace Master Zhiwei, hurry up, people in the Demon Realm are trying their best to find you!" Yan Qingqiu suddenly thought of what happened to the outside world, and quickly reminded him.

Zhiwei with a stone-like expression did not change at all: "I know they want the soul shuttle, and although I don't know what they are planning, I will never hand over the soul shuttle to them."

While speaking, a palm-sized shuttle-shaped magic weapon appeared out of nowhere in front of his eyes.

It's so close, it can be clearly sensed without touching, what kind of power is hidden in this little flying shuttle.

"Ye Feixuan's magic has sealed my spell. Even if I show up, I will not be an opponent of Qiancao. This seal is connected to my life.
If I don't die, I will never be able to lift the seal. "

Even if you can't see Zhiwei's expression, you can feel the great sadness in Qi's tone.

"Therefore, I need you to accept my inheritance to stop the demon world's ambitions."

Zhiwei suddenly changed the topic, and didn't expect that she would pass on to him. Although Yan Qingqiu was extremely shocked, he still wanted to politely refuse.

After all, the so-called inheritance is not only the inheritance of cultivation, but also the responsibility.

"The junior's strength is low, I'm afraid it will disappoint Palace Master Zhiwei."

How can there be any benefit for no reason in the world.Door
Hearing this, Zhiwei became more urgent, this is not the time for her to be humble.At the same time, the demon's seal was eroding her sanity.

Zhiwei wants to pass on Ru Qinshan's lineage before she becomes a puppet, and she is the only suitable person right now.

"I also understand this matter, but at this time of crisis, I can't help but examine the inheritor carefully. After my short observation, you have a strong sense of responsibility and morality.

The celestial method I practice matches with the power of the living beings. I can only choose you under all circumstances.Otherwise, let me watch the place where I grew up shatter, and the people around the mountains die tragically, it will be worse than death."

The life shuttle slowly came in front of Yan Qingqiu, its upper and lower ends shone with gentle color light, but inside its small body contained the power that would make the demon world covet it.

Yan Qingqiu didn't know if he could master this power. In the books of heaven, the most indispensable thing is the immortal who is swallowed by power.

Zhiwei saw her entanglement, and waved her hand lightly. Once the painting screen was displayed in front of the two of them, the screen reflected the devastation of the outside world. There were countless casualties, and Xian'e, who was with her, fell to the ground dead or alive.

Sadness, wailing, and death endure forever.

All kinds of depressive feelings are suffocating, Yan Qingqiu looked at the tragedy in the world, couldn't help feeling pain in his heart, and lowered his eyes and wrists.

Seeing that she was moved, Zhiwei asked, "Don't you want to see such a scene spread across the Six Realms?"

Yan Qingqiu paused for a moment, pondered for a long time, then slowly said: "Okay, I accept your inheritance"

With this remark, a smile finally appeared on Zhi's face as cold as an iceberg.

The life shuttle spins at a sudden speed, weaving thousands of silk threads of spiritual power, forming a chrysalis, wrapping Yan Qingqiu in it.Zhiwei's figure changed from real to virtual, and the spiritual light jumped, and the spinning silk pupa gradually merged into it.

In the outside world, Yan Qingqiu's figure floated high into the sky, using his body as a point, all the spiritual power in the world rushes towards it, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the humming of mountains and rivers.

Surrounded by thousands of spiritual energies, the unconsciously manipulated body whirled around, and even the aura of the entire human world moved accordingly.

Close the almond eyes and open the curtain in an instant, and you can see the beauty of all things at a glance. The spirits of all living beings evolve life and death, and the original spirit bursts out.

The colorful spiritual power suddenly floated a white light and soaked in the ray of light. The pure spirit was conceived, and fell like a river of heaven to vent, and merged into the square inch of the Lingtai, flushing the blood of Yan Qingqiu's whole body.

The black and red karma washed away mistyly, still unwillingly trying to return to the host body, and the response was completely wiped out by the pure spirit.

The light in the eyes is flawless and white, just like the color of white jade, which is clear and flawless.

The silk chrysalis bursts, the sky and the earth change colors, the phoenix and bird come to the ceremony, and the clouds and colorful clothes.

The revival of all things in the world celebrates the birth of a new generation of Goddesses

Amidst the vast light, a woman with an elegant look appeared, still wearing a goose yellow dress, but her body was even more beautiful and radiant.

Yan Qingqiu waved his hand, and the ten-colored halo unfolded behind him, and the power of the nine spirits broke through the last layer.

The realm where all things began, the shackles of the gods also crossed together.

Standing in front of Qianku and the Feidi siblings is no longer the nine-color Huayan Qingqiu, but the goddess Ruqin who has inherited Zhiwei's 54-year cultivation.

Its powerful aura emanating from the inside out made Fei Di Luo Kui unable to lift her head up, and even Qian Cave was terrified.

Don't feel the strength of the person in front of you.

The jade finger moved lightly, and the mountains, rivers and rivers under the feet were restored to their original state and all living beings returned to their original positions.

(End of this chapter)