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Chapter 406: The journey of the empress, friend or foe

Witch Wanwan looked at Fang Sijing's bright and penetrating eyes. That pure gaze revealed incomparable resentment and vengeful fury. The anger without distracting thoughts made Witch Wanwan shake up.

"Fang...Fang Sijing, what are your plans for the future?"

Although the witch Wanwan was shocked, after all, she is now the only one in this world. Now she wants to deal with Fang Sijing, but Fang Sijing has no ability to fight back. A single palm is enough to make tens of thousands of Fang Sijing disappear.

Suddenly, Witch Wanwan felt the anger in Fang Sijing's heart rushing straight into the sky, and then the blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The dark clouds were mixed with blue lightning, crackling, the kind of dark clouds that looked like black smoke. As if she was right above her head, ready to be pressed down at any moment, Witch Wanwan could only be described in a poem.

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city and try to destroy it..."

The following poem was originally recited silently by Witch Wanwan without speaking out, but the next scene directly shocked Witch Wanwan. Who is this girl named Fang Sijing? This powerful aura enveloped this place. That little nun's body.

Although Witch Wanwan Yiran is the pinnacle of combat power in this world, Witch Wanwan feels a strong killing intent in her body, and her strength seems to be equal to or even slightly higher than her own.

Is there anything higher than improving your cultivation after joining the group?Or could it be that this little nun possesses such powerful strength, but she never knew it.

The next scene was just like the poem, "The golden scales of the armor are shining towards the sun." Fang Sijing had a shaved head just now, but now suddenly her black hair spread like ink down to her waist, and then she was dressed in blue cloth. In an instant, it turned into cyan armor.

After Fang Sijing completely changed her clothes, the dark clouds parted and the sun appeared, and the cloudy sky suddenly became brighter.After the witch Wanwan settled down, she took a firm look and revealed Fang Sijing's true identity.

"Jingwei... you are the descendant of the ancient beast, Jingwei who filled the sea..."

After the Jingwei bird died of exhaustion in the East China Sea, its body was wiped out, but its spirit still ascended to the sky with its unyielding spirit and incomparable anger. The Jingwei bird, which had practiced for thousands of years, transformed into a human body again and sealed its power.

If any descendant of Jingwei is humiliated in future generations, he will be so angry that he can summon the power of the divine bird Jingwei to seek revenge.However, there are not many descendants of Jingwei left in the world. Many of them are just related to each other and do not have such anger to summon this power. What Fang Sijing has obtained now is all the cultivation and magic power of the divine bird Jingwei.

In other words, in this world, no matter what kind of martial arts secrets or magic spells, they can all be remembered and used by themselves.

"Will she...be an enemy or a friend..."

No matter what world, this kind of thing will not be allowed to happen. It is because of this that there are thousands of reincarnations in the world. Even the Emperor of Heaven, Qin Tian, ​​who is the only one who knows everything in the universe, has Pangu Tianzun who restrains him, so It is a joke to say that all cultivators dream of being supreme in the world. After all, these four words...

"Fang Sijing, descendant of the Divine Bird Jingwei! Successfully establish the Cihang Sword Technique Book!"

Witch Wanwan raised her hand and passed the Cihang Sword Technique absorbed from Master Feixuan's body directly to Fang Sijing. Fang Sijing raised her hand to take it and said immediately.

"I also need a sharp sword..."

(End of this chapter)