My room has an arbitrary door

Chapter 1119 Three Lives Three Worlds
Wei Ziqing sighed, if possible, he would definitely not want to be an enemy of Nanzhao, especially this holy lady.

It's not that I can't afford to offend him, but what can I do if I offend him?
I must have unprecedented restraint in this world. You must know that the existence of Zixuan makes me do some things that go too far, like a butterfly flapping its wings on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, which may cause a huge tsunami and huge waves.

The end of the world doesn't matter.

The important thing is the series of impacts brought about after the demise.

Ling'er disappeared and ceased to exist, so he would never meet her, fall in love with her, how could Qingyan, the crystallization of the two of them, appear?
Wei Ziqing would not take chances and say that it would not affect everyone. The appearance of Li Xiaoyao proved his guess.

"Holy aunt, how about accommodating? I have a very deep connection with Nanzhao and Nuwa Empress, and I have absolutely no hostility towards Nanzhao, please believe me!"

"roll!"

Wei Ziqing's low voice greeted the indifference of the holy aunt.

This made Wei Ziqing a little dissatisfied. Although he didn't want to be an enemy of Nanzhao, this holy lady was too unpleasant, right?

"It seems that we can only do it!"

Clay figurines have a three-point temper. Although they don't want to do anything, they must enter the Nuwa Temple!

"Have you finally revealed your true nature? If so, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the holy lady sneered, she knew that this person was not kind, and now she finally revealed her true nature.

After she finished speaking, she turned her right hand, and a white long sword appeared in her hand. With a single step, she was about to attack Wei Ziqing.

The holy aunt's cultivation was extremely terrifying. She held the white long sword in her hand, and even if she didn't move, she could see the fluctuation of the sword's intent on the sword, causing the space to tremble.

Immortal cultivation!

This world is really frightening. Just a saint from an ordinary country has such strength, not to mention the master of the devil world, the god of war in the god world!

It can be said that this may be the most irresistible existence that Wei Ziqing has ever experienced, especially the final boss, Xie Jianxian.

Of course, the current saint is just a human fairy.

Wei Ziqing was at the peak of the Celestial Immortal, and he was about to reach the True Immortal level. The gap between the two was still the threshold of the Earth Immortal.

Especially Wei Ziqing's strength, although he is now at the peak of the Celestial Immortal, but his combat power is soaring to the level of the Golden Immortal, what can this holy aunt do against her?
With a slight sigh, Wei Ziqing took a step forward.

Seeing Wei Ziqing stepping out, the holy lady sneered, and wanted to raise the sword, but at this moment, her pupils constricted suddenly, and cold sweat flowed down her delicate face.

She found... her spirit sword and her body became extremely heavy, as if it had turned into the ground. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't lift it up, and felt like she was about to drop it.

"This...what the hell is going on, what have you done? Let me go!"

The holy lady was terrified, and looked at Wei Ziqing angrily, what did this man do, why did he become so heavy, whether it was the spirit sword or his body, it shouldn't be at all!
She must have done something!

Wei Ziqing didn't speak, but just glanced at the saint, and then stepped in.

What have you done?
I didn't do anything, I just restrained my coercion and put pressure on her soul.

She can't feel it, but her soul can feel it.

And this method is exactly the inspiration I got from the spirit pressure in the world of the god of death. This kind of aura method that combines spirit pressure and coercion is called by myself: Emperor Wei!

An imperial majesty that crushes from the soul, is naked, and makes people unable to resist!

"Damn it, let me go, you can't go in, come out!"

The holy aunt was yelling in horror, but Wei Ziqing didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked directly towards the Nuwa Temple.

It was at this time that the holy aunt's face suddenly became happy, and she saw in front of her, a very beautiful woman in a purple dress, with a faint shadow of spirit between her eyebrows, who was looking Slowly, walking towards her.

"Zixuan, why are you here? That's great, hurry up, hurry up"

When she saw this charming purple woman, the holy aunt's face was full of excitement. Now that Nuwa Temple welcomes a strong enemy, Zixuan appears here, it's really great.

You know, Zixuan, as a descendant of Nuwa, has reached the realm of a celestial being, so she is definitely more than enough to deal with that person just now!

"Holy Aunt..."

Hearing what the aunt said, Zixuan shook her head and did not agree to her. Instead, she sighed and said bitterly, "100 years..."

hum...

Hearing this, the excitement on Saintess's face instantly disappeared, replaced by restlessness and heartache: "You...you haven't woken up yet?"

"Wake up?"

Zixuan shook her head bitterly: "You are my friend, you should be able to understand, it has been more than 200 years, I have been waiting for more than 200 years, I...I still can't forget him, how can I wake up?"

"But he's dead!"

Hearing this, the holy aunt finally couldn't help roaring, wanting to struggle, but there was nothing she could do. The invisible power bound to her body made her spiritual power unable to function.

"He didn't die... In 100 years, he should appear!"

"It's useless! Zixuan, it's useless!"

The aunt's face was full of anxiety. She already knew what Zixuan was going to do, and she had to stop it: "Whether it's Gu Liufang or Lin Yeping, can't you see everything clearly? This is your destiny. The fate of being a descendant of Nuwa is useless, stay here, Nanzhao needs you, you can't leave, once you leave, you will only hurt yourself even more!"

Zixuan fell silent for a long time, then smiled sadly: "But I don't believe it, I don't believe my fate will be like this, I'm not reconciled!"

In order to wait for his appearance, she stubbornly guarded him, and in order to reconnect with him, she sealed Qing'er's growth, and even more, in order to maintain her youthful appearance, she stole Chong Lou's unyielding heart!
Have you been willing to do these things?

No, never!

100 years, 100 years, and another 100 years!

During the whole 300 years, waiting for him, her heart was hurt time and time again, but what's the matter?

Is it the fate of Nuwa's descendants?

Zixuan would never accept her fate. This was true for the first 200 years, and even more so for the past 100 years!
"Originally, I wanted to say goodbye to you secretly, but today..."

Zixuan looked at the opened door of the Nuwa Temple, and sighed softly: "Don't worry, I can feel no hostility from him, maybe he really just wants to ask the empress something, so you will be fine !"

Having said that, Zixuan turned around, leaving behind a soft sentence, and the distance had already drifted away: "In a few decades, let Qing'er grow up, and don't come to me, I won't come back ,lifetime!"

(End of this chapter)