The master of the return of the immortal is speechless

Chapter 364 Hurry up!
It's just that this figure is not young, it is the appearance of a mortal at the age of 40.

The other one is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who also has a slight resemblance to Nihuang.

The two realms of spirit and soul are not high, one is just in the realm of heavenly immortals, and the other has not yet become a fairy, and just came out of the realm.

The soul has no clothes, just lying naked like that, being scorched by the dark red underworld fire without rest and trembling, the figure is illusory, as if it may disappear at any time.The part below the head is very strange, that part is like two long blue light bands, intertwined with each other, their hair, and the eyes that have always been wide open are also light blue, that is, There is a little blue light on the face.

The hideous look in his eyes was pain, but also a longing for relief.

"Not a human race?" In the blink of an eye, Hua Wuyu crossed a long distance at the speed of the Holy Spirit, and his spiritual consciousness could see clearly. The long illusory blue light below the heads of the two spirits had segments that were difficult to see clearly. There are thin branches with long pointed leaves on them, which are bamboo leaves.

It's not a human race, but a kind of blue bamboo that has a lot of luck and embarked on the road of cultivation.

So, Nihuang's body is also blue bamboo?
Hua Wuyu thought about Mu Jiuqing, Mu Jiuqing's eyes are also light blue, are they also blue bamboo?
In fact, it doesn't matter what kind of body it is. When non-human beings transform into human form, they will abandon part of their body. When they become immortals, they will abandon part of their body. It is completely discarded, and only a few superficial features such as eye color are retained. At this time, no one can see it except for people with higher cultivation levels who use the Great Life Technique to investigate.

Another example is Mu Jiuqing, who should have abandoned the body long ago due to some accident, leaving only the pure soul that grew up as a baby, and has nothing to do with the body.

However, Hua Wuyu felt very strange.

To become a fairy, flowers, plants and trees with enough opportunities are fine, but it is almost impossible to grow into a great emperor like Nihuang.He has been to many universes but has never seen it before. It is extremely difficult to become a true immortal with flowers, plants and trees. This is the limit of the Dao.Only human races and other creatures with their own spiritual intelligence can cultivate to the highest position in the universe. Among them, the position of Jue Ruo Saint is basically the human race with the most powerful spiritual wisdom among all things.

When Qu Yunji talked about Nihuang, she didn't mention the problem related to Nihuang's body, maybe she ignored it or Qu Yunji didn't know it at all.

Hua Wuyu shuttles back and forth at extreme speed, letting go of this problem, existence is reasonable, what may have happened in this universe, and a different kind of opportunity has appeared, causing a loophole to appear in the avenue limit, and Nihuang just seized this loophole.

During the shuttle, Hua Wuyu radiated the most holy light. He waved his right hand, and the light gathered together, like a river that flowed towards the two spirits at a speed several times faster than the speed of the most holy shuttle. At the place, the underworld fire spread out to both sides, forming a white road trace.

When Hua Wuyu arrived, the most holy light had already enveloped the two souls with warmth.

However, the two spirits have experienced tens of thousands of years of torture, even in the most holy and comfortable light, they still maintain that look, and they have no reaction to the holy light or the arrival of Hua Wuyu.

The three hairs of Mu Jiuqing flew to them in one step, suspended above the two spirits, and gradually turned into nothingness, leaving only Mu Jiuqing's unique breath to melt into the two.

The breath of the hair was like a rain in the dry desert, coupled with the nourishment of the holy light, the two spirits trembled suddenly, and there was a trace of clarity in the hollow and hideous eyes.

The parts below the heads of the two turned into human bodies, dressed in blue and blue clothes.

"Huang'er, mother, please let us go and give us a relief." Before she could see clearly, the middle-aged woman turned over in panic and knelt down, unable to kneel because of the holy light , and her eyes were wide open, and her face was greedily enjoying this pain-free moment. The endless torture had long ago wiped out any desire for survival in her, and she just wanted to be freed immediately.

The same was true for that young man, his face was pale and trembling violently, biting his lip so as not to make a sound.

The middle-aged woman suddenly felt something again, and her complexion changed drastically, "Huang'er, you caught her? Mother, please let her go, you are one, why? Why did you treat her like that?" She felt There is a familiar and extremely nostalgic breath.

Her face was sad, her voice was crying, her lips were constantly moving and pleading weakly, and then she slowly raised her head, it seemed that this kind of pleading was more sincere.

However, when she saw a strange person standing in front of her, her pleading voice stopped abruptly, and she looked dazed.

This dark red world, that radiant white figure made her feel comfortable looking at it, but it was strange and frightening, so she hurriedly shrank back.

She looked down again, only to realize that she was supported by the white light and did not kneel down. The white light was as warm as the warm sun in the cold winter.

The boy next to him, feeling his mother's shrinking back, raised his head timidly, seeing Hua was speechless, and shrank his neck like a frightened bird.

"You don't have to be afraid." Hua Wuyu said softly.

This voice, caressing the hearts of the two, had an extremely powerful appeal, and the two calmed down a lot.

"Are you Nihuang's mother?" Hua Wuyu asked.

At the same time, he waved his hands, and an indifferent and extremely cold blue figure appeared, it was Nihuang, and Hua Wuyu used illusion to create the appearance and temperament of Nihuang.

As soon as this figure appeared, the two were obviously frightened and leaned closer to each other.

Hua Wuyu waved again, and Mu Jiuqing's figure appeared, with straight long hair, a little white dress, and a three-point smile on his face, with a heart-warming look in his eyes.

Two people who are exactly the same, but with very different temperaments.

As soon as Mu Jiuqing appeared, the two of them seemed to have seen their closest relatives on the verge of death, their faces became agitated, and the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand to touch.

With a thought of Hua Wuyu, the figure of Nihuang disappeared.

"She is my wife, Mu Jiuqing," he said.After the words fell, Mu Jiuqing's figure walked towards the middle-aged woman.

"Wife..." The middle-aged woman stretched out her hand and murmured.

From Hua Wuyu's appearance to the present, after a few breaths, her mind also recovered, and she understood the meaning of these two words, her eyes lit up, "You mean she is your wife, and she is fine?" She was very excited.

After being excited, she rushed towards Hua Wuyu as if insane and crazy, and pushed out her hands suddenly, "Go, go, take her to hide, Huang'er is the emperor, if she comes, you will be finished, go!"

(End of this chapter)