Antiquity

Chapter 36
Under the dark clouds, the whole world was plunged into brief darkness, and the roar of thunder was endless. When the sound stopped suddenly, everyone felt a silence, and a faint halo broke the silent darkness, slowly rising from the Azure Dragon Terrace.

The golden dragon pill flew out of the Qinglong Terrace with vigorous energy, and landed in front of Jing Zhao who was leaning against Jing Jian's arms. Almost instinctively, the dragon pill happily emitted a faint energy, and got into Jing Zhao's mouth.

When the dragon pill entered her body, Jing Zhao's pale complexion instantly turned rosy, but her eyes were full of panic. She raised her eyes to look at Qinglong Terrace, and her body lying in Jing Jian's arms trembled.

Compared with Long Dan's return to Jing Zhao's body, the immortals cared more about whether Qingmu Shangjun, who had suffered from the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, was dead or alive.

The whole square was dead silent, but the sound of the blood dripping from the palms of Houchi became very clear. She stared quietly at the blurred Qinglong Terrace, her eyes were extremely dark and desolate.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated. After the thunder calamity, the red figure lying on the ground on the Azure Dragon Terrace seemed to have no sound. The dragon pill came out of the body, and the scorching dragon breath began to spread uncontrollably throughout the body, even the dark red figure There is a faint illusion of burning in the corners of the robe.

Although he survived the thunder calamity, everyone had no doubt about the weak aura, and it was impossible for Qingmu to fight against the remaining dragon aura in his body.

Wan Lai fell silent, the red figure lying on the ground with his back to the pool suddenly moved, and slowly got up under the inconceivable eyes of everyone.

It was extremely difficult, even moving the fingertips tremblingly, but the red figure never gave up.

Houchi clenched his hands tightly, his eyes that were trying to open wide slowly became moist, and he felt uncontrollable heart palpitations because of the trembling figure on the Qinglong stage.

Thank you, thank you for being alive, Qing Mu, as long as you are still alive...

His hands were slightly bent, he was half kneeling on the ground, his breath was so weak that it seemed that he was about to die with the wind, and his black hair was scattered behind him, showing an unprecedented decay and embarrassment.

Although the face was blurred by the blood, Houchi saw a pair of star-like eyes looking at her.

The slightly raised corners of her mouth were so warm that she didn't even have the strength to speak. She could only vaguely see the slightly moving lips uttering two words: "Houchi..."

There was a silent silence, the scorching breath brought by the dragon's breath could even be felt around the Azure Dragon Terrace, and the blurred flames at the corners of the robes gradually became clear, and only then did everyone see—the dragon's breath was shrouded in a thin layer of Under the spiritual power, and now, the last remaining spiritual power is also showing signs of exhaustion, the robe closest to the dragon's breath is slowly turning into fly ash, and the figure under the firelight is becoming more and more blurred...

"Qingmu, don't...don't..." Hou Chi murmured, and rushed towards Qinglong Terrace, but was held back by Feng Ran.

"Houchi, don't go there, the curtain of thunder and lightning has not dissipated!"

Only then did Houchi raise his head and headed forward. Within a foot of Qinglong Terrace, the barrier formed by lightning did not disappear!

How is it possible, all 49 mysterious thunders have already been lowered!

The immortals looked at this scene with astonishment, under the breath of the dragon, even the Emperor of Heaven and the Empress of Heaven could not save Shangjun Qing Mu, the ashes and smoke had already become a reality, but why didn't the curtain of thunder dissipate?

Looking at the scene below, the Emperor of Heaven frowned secretly, and muttered: "Wu Huan, after the mysterious thunder has fallen, what's going on with this thunder curtain?"

The Queen of Heaven shook her head, with doubts on her face, she glanced at Jing Zhao below and said, "No matter what, after suffering 49 lightning calamities and losing the protection of the Dragon Pill, Qingmu will definitely not be able to survive. Fortunately, the Dragon Pill can pass through. I feel at ease when the thunder curtain returns to Jing Zhao's body, I think he can only last for a while, let's go."

The Heavenly Emperor nodded, and glanced at the Houchi outside the Qinglong Terrace, with a slight unbearable flash in his eyes.

The immortals looked at the motionless Houchi, sighed, and turned their eyes away from the scene there.

The scorching dragon's breath gradually spread to the end of the hair, and the blurred face was even stiff and distorted in pain, but the eyes looking at the back pool were always bright, deep and warm as before.

Hou Chi slowly slipped and fell to the ground, his lips were tightly pursed, his face was pale, and his hands were trembling.

"You promised me." Houchi looked blankly at Qingmu who was about to disappear a foot away, and his face suddenly became extremely calm: "You promised me, so, you must come out alive!"

Silently, the cold and pale words slowly spit out from her mouth, with deep sorrow and pain, and the breath of despair even passed through the real thunder curtain, reaching the ears of Qingmu who was half kneeling on the ground.

The red figure suddenly raised his head and looked at the back pool not far away. His long hair stretched out without wind, and his eyes were as black and bright as obsidian. monstrous momentum.

"Houchi, I promised you, I will definitely do it!"

The voice was very faint, but for some reason, no one inside or outside the Qinglong Terrace could not hear it. Everyone looked at Qing Mu who was half kneeling on the ground, secretly startled by the persistence in these words.

Under the thunder calamity, the celestial body was shattered, and the breath of the dragon burned his body, and he was about to be wiped out. How could he be so sure of surviving!
With these words settled, the half-kneeling figure on the Qinglong Terrace stood up abruptly, blood dripped from his wrist like pillars, and landed on the sun-burning spear that had fallen to the ground, the red-hot gun body glowing brightly. The red light streaked towards the sky!

The originally peaceful and quiet sky suddenly changed drastically, the dissipated thunderclouds regrouped, and even produced an unbelievably magnificent energy slowly coming towards Qinglongtai...

Boom...boom...boom...

One sound after another was continuous, just like the thunder that spread throughout the Three Realms several hours ago.

Everyone stared at this scene in astonishment, and when the thunder stopped, even the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress who were about to leave stopped in shock.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!" Tianhou murmured to herself, turned abruptly, and looked at the tall and firm figure on the Qinglong Stage. Can attract ninety-nine profound thunders? This is impossible!"

Just now, there were 32 thunder sounds in the sky again, and the sum of the 49 thunders that had already fallen was exactly ninety-nine eighty-one!

The Emperor of Heaven's usually indifferent face also lost his composure, and he turned to the sky and comforted him: "Wu Huan, maybe it's just..." Halfway through the words, even he stopped talking, and the expression he looked at Qinglongtai became unpredictable.

The world may not know it, but he and Wu Huan know that the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder has only appeared four times since the dawn of chaos, because only the birth of a true god can attract such a magnificent catastrophe of Profound Thunder!

In ancient times, Bai Jue, Apocalypse, Sunburn... Since then, after the Four True Gods, no one has been able to achieve such good fortune.

But how could Qing Mu, who was close to being wiped out, and even his spiritual power turned into nothingness, be able to attract such profound thunder?

Looking at the Sunburning Spear floating above Qingmu, the corners of Emperor Tiandi's mouth gradually turned bitter, and his voice was a little uncertain: "Wu Huan, on Mount Wangwang, Qingmu inherited the Sunburning Spear. I thought He is just the inheritor..."

"You mean...he is..." Tianhou hurriedly shook her head, her eyes were flickering, and she said in a steady voice, "Impossible, Bai Jue has long since fallen! Back then..." For some reason, Tianhou quickly stopped her voice and looked at Qinglong The blood-red figure on the stage slowly clenched his hands.

"We don't even know how capable the four great gods are. If the true god Bai Jue still had his soul alive back then, it would not be impossible to wake up now. What's more, Qingmu's origin is unknown. He has only cultivated for a thousand years, and his spiritual power is extremely strong. I think... ..."

Tianhou waved her hand, her face gradually regained her composure, she interrupted the emperor's words, her eyes darkened slightly: "Twilight, don't worry, whether he is the True God of Bai Jue or not, it depends on whether he can withstand the rest of the situation." Thirty-two profound thunders, not to mention that we are already weak during the calamity, we only need to..."

"Wu Huan, don't mess around!" Hearing these words, the Heavenly Emperor suddenly changed his color and said in a solemn tone, "It doesn't matter if he is the True God Baijue or not, if he succeeds in the past, he may be promoted to the True God in the future. It is our disaster..."

"What are you worried about? Now he's just a mere sage." Even though Tian Hou said so, she lacked confidence after all, clenched her hands behind her back slightly, and narrowed her eyes.

Having been the ruler of the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years, she is naturally not willing to make wedding dresses for others in the end. If there is a true god who reappears, it will not benefit her at all.

Seeing Emperor Tian and Tianhou standing in the air solemnly, the other immortals could only look at each other in blank dismay at the inexplicable situation on Qinglongtai.

Then lead Xuanlei, does Qing Mu Shangjun think that he didn't die fast enough?

Houchi looked at the upright red figure with a solemn expression, and said slowly, "Feng Ran, what is he going to do?"

"No matter what, Houchi, as long as Qingmu doesn't give up, everything is possible, you have to believe in him." A slightly hesitant voice came from behind him slowly, Fengran looked at Qingmu in the thunder curtain, and felt that he was in the dark. Secretly sighed, in this situation, what happened now is simply unimaginable, he actually only relied on the last breath of spiritual energy and soul veins to lead Xuan Lei down again...

The thunder and lightning slowly condensed, instead of falling one by one, four paths merged together in pairs, heading towards the sun-burning gun suspended in the air, the surging power of lightning entered Qing Mu's body through the sun-burning gun, and the lingering power in the body The flames of the dragon's breath dimmed a little.

"He wants to use the power of thunder and lightning to turn the dragon's breath into his own and reshape his body. It's just too crazy!" A murmured voice came out of Fengran's mouth, with undisguised surprise.

"Fengran, what do you mean?" Houchi suddenly turned his head to look at Fengran with a sudden heartbreak.

"After passing through the previous 49 strikes of profound thunder, Qing Mu's body should have been torn apart, and his spiritual veins were completely destroyed under the burning of the dragon's breath, but the most domineering thing in the world is the power of the profound thunder. , turn it into your own, and reshape the body's spiritual veins."

Houchi paused, clenched his hands suddenly, his lips were pursed into a stubborn arc, and his heart sank suddenly.Assimilating the dragon's breath and reshaping the spiritual veins sounds simple, but even the pain of cutting off the bones of the immortal is far less than this. What's more, if one is not careful, it may be lost under the mysterious thunder.

The converging thunder and lightning resounded through the sky, descending one after another, and the dragon's breath on Qingmu's body gradually disappeared into nothingness. Houchi just breathed a sigh of relief, but found that a deep red light suddenly appeared on Qingmu's body when the dragon's breath disappeared. Wrapped with force, it slowly entered his body.

The red light was fleeting, and if she hadn't been very close, she would not have been able to see it, but the strong aura was clearly - demon power!
This power didn't flow in from the outside at all, but existed in Qing Mu's body itself, and it didn't even appear when he was burned by the dragon's breath.

How could Shangjun Qingmu, who was born in the fairy world, hide such a surging and terrifying demon power in his body?

Houchi was slightly stunned, his lips were slowly pursed, and without any other consideration, he looked worriedly at the figure fighting against the thunder and lightning.

At the same time as this breath disappeared, the expressions of the Queen of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven who were hanging in the sky changed, and their eyes sank.

"How can there be demon power hidden in Qingmu's body?" Tianhou looked towards the Emperor of Heaven, her beautiful eyes slightly raised, and her voice was filled with anger.

"Unexpectedly, the monster power in his body is hidden so deeply. Let alone we can't see it, I think even he himself doesn't know it."

"Could it be that he is from the demon world?" Tianhou raised her hand slightly, and a group of rich colorful aura appeared in her hand.

"I don't think so. He appeared on the side of the fairy world on Optimus Prime after he was promoted to the king. He couldn't be a person from the demon world. What's more, compared with the demon power in his body, the fairy power is obviously stronger. Wu Huan, everything is now I don't know, don't act casually." The Emperor of Heaven frowned, and looked at the halo in Empress Tian's hand, with an expression of obvious disapproval.

"No matter what his origin is, since he has demonic power in his body, I will never let him survive the thunder disaster intact, otherwise it will become a major disaster in my fairy world in the future. , We have unified the Three Realms 3000 years ago, so where is the current battle between immortals and demons?" The Queen of Heaven straightened her eyebrows, and there was an undisguised murderous intent in Qingmu's eyes.

"The ancient true god entrusted the three realms to you, I hope you can unify the three realms, bless Kyushu, you also know that Gu Jun never intervenes in the battle between immortals and demons, if Qingmu helps the demon world in the future, what will we do?" Jian Tiandi looked slightly There is relief, Tianhou continued to persuade.

As if touched, the struggle in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven was slowly suppressed, and he staggered the hand blocking the Queen of Heaven.

In terms of his status as the Supreme Being of the Three Realms, it is extremely despicable to attack the victim.

The multicolored spiritual power was thrown from Tianhou's hands, across the sky, and headed towards Qinglongtai. Houchi seemed to have sensed it, and flew to the front of the thunder curtain, blocking the thunderous blow.

Seeing the sudden change, all the immortals were stunned for a moment, looking at the two opposing sides.

Qing Mu Shangjun is still being robbed, it is too much for the Queen of Heaven to make a surprise attack...

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

Looking intently at the quiet Jingjian and Jing Zhao looked at the indifferent Tianhou in the air in disbelief, with shocked expressions.

"Houchi, you should know the reason for my attack. Don't think that I won't hurt you. Get out of the way!" Tianhou looked coldly at Houchi who was blocking the thunder curtain, her face darkened. Chi has already seen that the monster power is wrong, if it continues to be consumed like this, it will be too late when Qingmu Lijie comes out.

"Tianhou, Qingmu has never offended Tiangong, let alone just a ray of demonic power. Qingmu was burned by the breath of the demon dragon. Now that he has refined the dragon's breath, it is not impossible to have demonic power in his body. How can you be so arrogant?" Make a decision!" Hou Chi looked at the Queen of Heaven in the air firmly, without giving in a single step.

The immortals were secretly startled when they heard this. Could it be that there is still demon power in Qingmu Xianjun's body? Looking at the fiery figure, they couldn't help but nodded secretly when they heard Houchi's words.

Shangjun Qingmu has been in the ranks of Immortal Lords on Optimus Prime since the day he was promoted, how could he be from the demon world?The Empress Dowager is really in a state of desperation!

Hearing these words, the Heavenly Emperor was obviously taken aback, paused for a moment, his eyes flashed a bit of approval, and he grabbed the hem of Tianhou's clothes.

"Wuhuan, there is indeed such a possibility... I'd better check it out before making a decision."

"My queen, Qing Mu Shangjun was injured by the dragon's breath in order to save me. All the faults are on me. I also ask my mother to be merciful."

Jing Jian supported Jing Zhao, flew towards Houchi hanging in front of the thunder curtain, stood beside her, and bowed solemnly to the queen.

Hou Chi was slightly startled, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes looking at Jing Jian, Feng Ran raised his eyebrows, and flew to the two of them.

"He possesses demon power, how do you know that he is not from the demon world, the two worlds are in conflict, if there is a catastrophe in the future, who of you will be able to bear it! Jing Jian, don't get out of the way!"

Tian Hou seemed to be offended by Jing Jian's behavior, a more intense multicolored light appeared in her hands, seeing Jing Jian not moving at all, she snorted coldly and walked towards the back pool.

The power of the gods is not something that a mere fairy can resist. The multicolored aura flashed to the edge of the thunder curtain in an instant. The three of them tried their best, but some spiritual power entered the thunder curtain, but it was blocked by the sun-burning gun's light. down.

Among the three, Houchi had the weakest spiritual power. With a muffled snort, blood escaped from the corner of Houchi's mouth, and his complexion turned pale.

Both Jingjian and Fengran's expressions changed. Fengran looked at the Queen of Heaven with anger in his eyes, and hurriedly supported Houchi.

The Emperor of Heaven also glanced at Empress Tian, ​​and said anxiously: "Wu Huan, don't hurt Houchi! Otherwise, how will you explain to Gu Jun in the future?"

The robbed figure with his eyes closed on the Qinglong Platform seemed to have sensed something, the red light on Sunburn Spear suddenly dimmed, and a thunderbolt struck Qing Mu, making the immortal who was watching outside exclaim in surprise, at such a critical moment , any mistake will be a big mistake.

"Qingmu, I'm fine, you can go through the tribulation with peace of mind."

Hearing the exclamations from all around, Houchi's eyes became anxious, and he said to Qing Mulang behind him, looked at the cold-faced Tianhou, gritted his teeth, and suddenly pushed Fengran and Jingjian away a few feet, moving his hands slightly, using the spirit in his body Numerous seals were formed from the veins and spread outside the thunder curtain, and there was a faint stubbornness on the face.

"Tianhou, you have to hurt him unless I die." A strong evil spirit surged out from Houchi's body, and Fengran and Jingjian who were pushed away looked at her, secretly startled.

Houchi actually raised his spiritual power to the level of Shangjun's peak in an instant at the cost of burning his original power.

Seeing the unyielding anger in Hou Chi's eyes, Tian Hou's face became even colder. In tens of thousands of years, no one has ever ignored her so much. She squinted her eyes, and endless killing intent swept over her.

"Hou Chi, don't think that... Gu Jun won the position of God for you, so I really dare not hurt you! Today I will take Gu Jun to teach you about your arrogant and lawless temperament!"

The cold words spit out from Tianhou's mouth. With a wave of her plain hand, two clouds of light and mist quickly trapped Jingjian and Fengran. Regardless of the changed face of the Emperor of Heaven, Tianhou suddenly appeared a small fan of colorful phoenix feathers in her hand. Go back to the pool.

The multicolored divine power appeared in the sky accompanied by the resounding phoenix cry, and the endless power of the upper god permeated the entire Heavenly Palace.

The phoenix feather fan, the divine weapon of the Queen of Heaven, has never been seen in the world. It is heard that one fan can kill the world's demons and entangle the evil spirits of Kyushu.

If it really fell on the thunder curtain, although it would only seriously injure Hou Chishangshen, Qingmu Shangjun who is being robbed must die!

Houchi's face turned pale in an instant, but his eyes were fixed on Tianhou, his expression was indifferent, his green robe was unfurled, the wooden hairpin on his head was shattered into powder, and disappeared into the sky. There was a soul-stirring calm atmosphere in the room.

The figure under the thunder curtain moved, as if trying to open his eyes and look towards the back pool, Sunburn Spear let out an uneasy whine and trembled slightly.

All the immortals were shocked, Qingmu Shangjun actually wanted to forcibly suspend the robbery, if this happens, all previous efforts will be wasted!

The phoenix feather fan turned into a size of several feet, and the multicolored light came towards Qinglongtai with a world-shattering power.

At the very moment—the indifferent and majestic voice pierced the sky and resounded in the deathly silence of the Heavenly Palace.

"Wu Huan, if you dare to hurt Houchi, I will let you be buried with the entire Heavenly Palace!"

(End of this chapter)