Dijun's black moonlight is back

The more powerful the weapon, the more powerful it attracts.

Before he witnessed Yan Sheng sucking all those things into the Wraith Spirit Sword, he thought that the only way was to repel the coveted person and keep the magical weapon of his destiny.

Sometimes he had to admit that it was an extremely suitable choice for the Creator God to choose Yan Sheng to be the rule changer.

She is a born rebel.

There were still wet stains on Cangji's skirt and armor, which looked like he had been through a fierce battle.

Gong Liquan should have guarded his own magical weapon, but Yan Sheng escaped and the Taiwei Halberd was refined almost at the same moment.

Cangji could only go to the northern glacier for Gong Liquan and stay in the formation when Taiwei Ji was formed until his natal magical weapon was safely born.

Now that she had returned with the artifact and returned it to its original owner, Gong Liquan looked at the Taiwei Halberd wrapped in cold light, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two supreme gods faced each other in silence for a long time, until Gongliquan stretched out his arms to form a seal and summoned Qingluan to return after leaving for a long time.

Ling Yu saw an extremely familiar divine bird break through the sky and fly towards the Taiwei Halberd with a long cry. It flew around the body of the halberd, with its long golden tail dragging behind it.

There are countless threads of light connecting Gongliquan and his natal magic weapon, and spiritual power is flowing through them. Qingluan's form also changed, and the entity gradually dissipated into a golden shadow.

Ling Yu wants to stand here, probably gnashing his teeth with hatred at this moment.

It turns out that the stupid bird that accompanies her day and night is Gongli Quan's spy who stayed by her side. No wonder it disappeared inexplicably. It turned out to be recalled by Gongli Quan and became the weapon spirit of Taiwei Ji.

This halberd was the ultimate weapon that later cut off Qi Hao's head and dismembered her body. Gong Liquan actually planned for so long to kill her.

From the moment he placed Qingluan next to her, he had been monitoring Yan Sheng's every move until she refined the evil spirit sword. Gong Liquan could no longer sit still.

He knew from the beginning that once Yan Sheng got a magical weapon, there was nothing he could do to stop her.

So he hid like a turtle and built this Taiwei Halberd.

Ling Yu felt that it was a pity that he did not see Gong Liquan die in his own hands.

Hatred surged in her heart like waves, beating on her heart one after another. The dull heartbeat made her blood surge even more than a war drum.

Every day and night when she lost her true body flashed before her eyes like a lantern. Those years of being humble and incompetent were a shame burned deep in her soul.

The person who brought these humiliations was the aloof emperor in front of him.

Public separation rights, one day, I will kill you.

I want to personally end my pain and hatred, and let your soul dissipate in the six realms.

Golden light suddenly gathered all over the sky, and after Qingluan's last cry, all the bright and dazzling light poured into the Taiwei Halberd.

The frost and snow on the blade melted, turning into a drop of dew floating into the clouds of the thirty-third heaven.

Gong Liquan became the only owner of Taiwei Ji.

He put the magic weapon into the sea of ​​consciousness, thanked Cangji and sent her away.

The Wuji Eternal Life Hall is as empty as a wilderness, and the wind from the thirty-third heaven passes through the rows of coiled dragon pillars, blowing the clothes of the true god in the hall.

Lingyu was pulled out by a force, but it didn't drive her to possess other things. She seemed to have returned to that time in the void, turning into a ball of incorporeal soul fire, floating in the air.

This time she was finally able to face Gong Liquan and see the look on his face clearly.

She originally thought that this god would be very proud. After all, he had just used the ancient god's sky-opening ax to refine his natal magical weapon. In the future battle with Yan Sheng, he could win a great victory.

But Gong Liquan frowned slightly and lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing where he was looking. She had seen this look on another person many, many years ago.

Wen Jingchan had just picked up his little black bird, and he was afraid that she wouldn't survive, so he used this look in his eyes to protect her every day.

When he thought of Wen Jingchan, the rage in Lingyu's heart that was like a wildfire seemed to be extinguished by a spring rain, and there were even green grass sprouting on the barren plain.

After calming down, Ling Yu floated in front of Gong Liquan and looked at his expression carefully.

Is he worried about the common people?

probably.

Before she could make any more guesses, Gong Liquan darted to the edge of the Kuwen Pond, and Ling Yu was also wrapped up here by the wind brought by his robe.

He sat down on the branch where Yan Sheng loved to rest, and unconsciously rubbed the tree trunk with his palms.

Qingluan has been with Yansheng for so long, and Gongliquan has always known what she is doing every day.

Logically speaking, Ling Yu should be disgusted and hateful, but this man's demeanor at the moment was so similar to Wen Jingchan that she couldn't hate him.

Her mind was filled with that nagging little fairy, so much so that she couldn't help but transform into a vague human shape, and raised her hand to touch Gong Liquan's eyebrows.

When Wen Jingchan grew up, he didn't like to talk anymore. Most of the time, he looked at Ling Yu tenderly and listened carefully to every word she said.

Suddenly, Ling Yu felt that Gong Liquan was looking at him.

She immediately retracted her hand and looked around in embarrassment.

Even though she knew that this was in an illusion and no one could see her crazy behavior, Lingyu still felt embarrassed.

Doesn't she hate the power of public separation? Why does she do such a thing so arrogantly?

Fortunately, no one could see it, otherwise she might have cut off her hand to clear the relationship.

"Walking alone for a thousand years, do you feel lonely?" Gong Liquan sighed towards the pond in front of him.

Ling Yu subconsciously turned around to see who Gong Liquan was talking to.

But there was only a calm pool of water in front of her, with a full moon hanging high in the water.

No one answered him, and no one knew who he was asking.

"Three clear mountains on the top, nine springs on the bottom, the heaven and the earth are vast, and life is like the sea," Gong Liquan said, "You have not yet taken a good look at it when you came to this world."

Lingyu turned around suddenly and looked into Gong Liquan's eyes that were looking forward. She knew that he was not looking at her, but she always had a strange feeling that she really couldn't explain.

Who is he talking to? Isn't there no one here?

Before Ling Yu could figure it out, her eyes were spinning again, and then she returned to Yan Sheng's body.

She remembered the past events clearly, especially the second time she went to Mingjing Mountain.

But when he opened his eyes and saw it again, Ling Yu still felt like he was in another world.

The evil spirit sword emits a sky-high purple light, accompanied by the anger and resentment of killing, hovering over the entire Mingjing Mountain.

This is a fairyland that belongs to the human world, but at this moment, corpses are everywhere and rivers of blood flow. All the trouble lies with the powerful woman on the long steps. She holds the sword and goes up the mountain, unstoppable.

Seeing the next step to ascend the Mingjing Platform, Yan Sheng stepped into the Sanqing Realm. (End of chapter)