Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 1057 Fake Witch King

Zhao Ling'er understood half of what she heard, but Lin Qing'er understood it in an instant, because she herself knew a fairy dream that could make people travel through time and space.

It's just that with her power, people can only go back to the past, but they can't go to the future, because the past is doomed, unchangeable and unchangeable, but the future is unknown and full of variables. To travel to the future, with her The power can't do it at all.

Sure enough, Luo Changfeng continued: "The past has already happened and cannot be changed, but the future is full of infinite possibilities."

"I promised Zixuan that I would break the destiny for the Nuwa ethnic group, so I used the space-time channel opened once in 800 years to come to the present through time and space. Unfortunately, the specific time period is beyond my control .”

"Fortunately, it's not too late now. It is said that the fate of the Nuwa ethnic group will be broken from Ling'er. In fact, it should be broken from Qing'er."

Speaking of this, Luo Changfeng didn't want to explain any more, and it was obviously more convincing to speak with facts. He also pointed at the sword and slashed at the skin of the wood stalk, and the skin broke open, revealing the human-shaped wood stalk.

"ah……"

Both Zhao Linger and Anu couldn't help exclaiming, Ah Qing explained to them in a low voice, but Luo Changfeng ignored them, stretched out his hand to grab the stone statue, and a star-like light floated out from the stone statue.

And the stone statue suddenly lost its charm, a shallow crack appeared from the top of the head, and gradually covered the stone statue, and the sound of cracking sounded one after another, and the whole stone statue shattered.

When the stone statue cracked into rubble, a staff carved with snakes, a red cloak, and a beautiful colored bead suddenly appeared in the pile of stones.

It is the sacred objects passed down from generation to generation by the Nuwa clan, the Heavenly Snake Staff, the Living Cloak, and the Holy Spirit Bead.

It's just that no one cares about those sacred objects now. As soon as the light came out of the stone statue, he wanted to fly towards Zhao Ling'er, but was firmly imprisoned by Luo Changfeng's power, and forced his way into the wooden stalk.

With a wave of his hand, he threw a quilt to cover the spruce, leaving only his head outside. Without saying a word, Luo Changfeng directly drove the power of creation and began to reshape Lin Qing'er's body.

Reshaping Lin Qing'er's physical body is more troublesome than Nie Xiaoqian and witch Linglong before.

Because not only did he have to shape Lin Qing'er's body, but he also had to pay attention to allocate a force at all times to restrain the remaining Nuwa divine power in her body from flowing to Zhao Ling'er.

If the divine power is completely lost at this time, Lin Qing'er's soul will immediately return to the Holy Spirit Orb, turning into the source of Nuwa's Holy Spirit, and will cease to exist.

Only after the shaping of the physical body is completed, her soul can be completely fused with the new physical body, and a spiritual power that does not belong to Nuwa's divine power can be cultivated again, so as to keep her soul alive, can she let go of the shackles on this power and let it go. Flow to Zhao Linger.

How powerful is Nuwa's divine power?Although Lin Qing'er has less than [-]% left in his body, he still has the strength of the peak of Jinxian, and it is not so easy to imprison him.

Under everyone's intense gaze, Mu Zhi's green face became fair, her hair grew rapidly, and her appearance became a gentle and beautiful face, which was eighty percent similar to Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er covered her mouth, and tears flowed down again uncontrollably, whether it was her, mother, or the face in memory, nothing had changed.

When the physical body was fully formed and Lin Qing'er's soul merged with the physical body, Luo Changfeng output a large amount of spiritual power to imprison the remaining Nuwa's divine power. Then he cut off the output, turned around and walked down the altar, and said to Ah Qing: " Ah Qing, give Qing Er a set of your clothes."

Ah Qing took out a set of her own clothes and walked to Lin Qing'er, while Luo Changfeng took Li Xiaoyao to the outsider.

Soon, with the help of Ah Qing and Zhao Ling'er, Lin Qing'er, who put on the Heying Tianqing Taoist robe, holding the Heavenly Snake Staff and the Holy Spirit Pearl, and wearing the Holy Spirit cloak on her shoulders, came out surrounded by all the women.

Lin Qing'er's demeanor is gentle and tolerant with a bit of maternity dignity, which is heart-wrenching.

She walked up to Luo Changfeng, bowed slightly, and said, "Qing'er, thank you for saving my life, senior."

Luo Changfeng smiled helplessly and said, "Do you think I look like a senior? I don't like people calling me old."

Zhao Ling'er, Anu, and Lin Yueru laughed lightly, Lin Qing'er also pursed her lips and said, "Then I'll call you Daoist!"

Luo Changfeng shrugged and said, "It's up to you, as long as you don't call me senior, the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao I left in your mind, you have to practice hard."

"When you refine the spiritual power that I used to imprison your divine power, you will be able to obtain a powerful cultivation base. Even if you lose Nuwa's divine power, your life will not be endangered."

Luo Changfeng's arrangements can be said to be watertight. If Lin Qing'er does not refine that spiritual power, Nuwa's divine power will not flow to Zhao Ling'er.

Once Nuwa's divine power starts to flow to Zhao Ling'er, it means that that spiritual power has been refined by Lin Qing'er, at least it can reach the cultivation level of Taiqing, and it will not die because of the loss of Nuwa's divine power.

Lin Qing'er nodded and said: "Qing'er knows, thank you for everything the real person has done for Qing'er."

Luo Changfeng smiled, and then his expression changed, and he said: "Take Ling'er and Anu to meet the Nanman King to resolve the enmity between Black and White Miao, Ah Qing, you go along to protect them, so that you don't have to pay for the moon, be careful Warcraft, let's go to worship the moon to settle the ledger."

Of course Ah Qing is fine, Luo Changfeng looked at Li Xiaoyao again and said, "Xiaoyao, are you ready?"

Li Xiaoyao said in a deep voice: "The Wuchen Sword is ready to be unsheathed at any time."

"Very well, let's split up!"

……

The Imperial Palace of Shanchancheng, the capital of Nanzhao.

Two men, two women, and a group of four seemed to be in a no-man's land, walking all the way, as long as the black seedling guards in the palace got close to the four people, they would immediately freeze in place like fossil puppets, unable to move, but Yu's eyes were terrified. color.

When the four of them passed by and were three feet away from them, they could move again, and the arrows shot would lose power and fall to the ground when they were three feet away.

When Luo Changfeng walked to the front of the palace hall, he stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the black seedling guards who followed them from afar, who dared not attack or leave, and said flatly: "The poor will not kill you, it is not the poor Dao can't kill you, but I can't bear to kill more, after all, you are just a group of poor people who have been blinded by worshiping the moon."

"Now Pindao doesn't want to tell you more, and he doesn't want to die innocently, so he leaves the palace, because this place will soon become a battlefield for immortals and demons."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the guards, turned around and stepped into the main hall. At this time, the hall was empty. On the throne directly in front of him, there was only a tall and thin man with frosty white temples. He was wearing a golden crown. Dressed gorgeously, it is the Witch King.

The Witch King looked at the four of them with dim and lifeless eyes, and said in a dying tone, "Who are you? Why did you trespass on the palace?"

Luo Changfeng snorted coldly: "A mere tree demon dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of the poor, and I will teach you to be wiped out."

Hearing the words, the Witch King's face changed drastically, his eyes were fixed, and he swept away the look of dying, his right arm stretched forward, and instantly turned into a thick vine, which spread to several people in the blink of an eye.

Li Xiaoyao reached out and grasped the Wuchen sword behind his back, but before the Wuchen sword could be drawn out of its sheath, a beautiful red long sword was stabbed out.

It's just that the force of the sword's thrust was light and flimsy, as if it didn't have much force at all, and the vine wrapped around it and immediately entangled the sword.

Yan Lingji, who stabbed out the sword, smiled sweetly, and said: "You dare to entangle even the Fire Spirit Sword, you really don't know how to write the word death!"

(End of this chapter)