Fake Immortals in the Cultivation Realm of Life

Chapter 487 It's Not Over yet (Part [-])

Tianxuan slowly inserted his hand into his chest. Seeing this scene, Nuannuan raised his eyebrows, and Sangji Gonpo, who was trapped in the purple golden bowl of crossing the soul, had a wonderful expression on his face. It can support the feeling of the whole Gongdou drama.

Sanji Gonpo's emotions ranged from disbelief to panic, and he just took a breath, "Twelve, what are you doing stupid? Are you crazy?"

Sangji Gonpo crazily destroyed his soul and attacked the Purple Golden Bowl, trying to break free from it, but Nuan Nuan tried his best to completely suppress him by consuming all the handprints of the true Buddha in the soul, so how could he let him out.

Without a godhead, without a hole card, even if there is a powerful soul, but facing Nuan Nuan who is stronger than him and has countless hole cards, all struggles are useless.

And Tianxuan looked at the almost crazy Sanji Gonpo, and finally showed a mocking expression on his expressionless face.

"Brother, your biggest mistake is that you don't even believe in yourself. It's really sad."

Sangji Gonpo looked at him with eyes that wished to tear up natural selection, "Twelve, do you know what you are doing?"

The hand inserted into the chest by Tianxuan slowly retracted, and then pulled out a colorful heart no bigger than a fist hair.

"I'm saving my own life. Only after I recovered from my obsession did I realize that Pan Gu's heart is actually inside me. It turns out that from the very beginning, my brother never thought of letting me live."

The fist-sized heart of Pangu was beating in the hands of Tianxuan, and Nuan Nuan could even hear the beating speed of this heart slower than ordinary people.

Sanji Gonpo looked at it with greed and longing in his eyes, "Twelve, give it to me, you give it to me, we will clear up, and I will leave the earth completely. From now on, this will be your territory."

Sangji Gonpo's voice was full of sincerity and prayers, but Nuan Nuan felt something was wrong. Looking at the natural selection, sure enough, confusion and struggle suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Sangji Gonpo showed an encouraging smile on his face, "Good boy, don't hesitate to give it to me."

Nuan Nuan's heart sank, she didn't expect the deity to have such a great influence on the avatar.

But in the next second, Nuan Nuan knew that the efforts of Xiaohuo and Soul-devouring Python were not in vain, because Tianxuan rolled his eyes at Sangji Gonpo in the purple golden bowl of crossing the soul, "Ugly people make more trouble!"

Nuannuan held back her laughter, looked at Sangji Gonpo who was about to explode, fearing that he would really go all out and die with them, so she quickly put away the soul-crossing purple golden bowl.

At the same time, countless chains suddenly appeared in the purple golden bowl of the crossing soul. These chains were like blood-sucking leeches, firmly adsorbed on the soul of Sanji Gonpo. At this moment, Sanji Gonpo seemed to be trapped in the rivers and lakes According to the legend, the soft tendons are loose, and there is no trace of strength.

And at this moment, Sanji Gonpo's sea of ​​consciousness is also rapidly collapsing,
Tianxuan threw Pangu's heart into Nuan Nuan's hands, "When will you give me the soul of this deity, only when we are completely integrated can I be able to unlock the earth's seal."

Nuan Nuan took a closer look at the colorful faith in his hand, and couldn't believe that Pan Gu's heart was really easy to get.

But from a warm perspective, this belief is absolutely true.She answered somewhat irrelevantly: "You really gave it to me, you don't regret it, and you won't trip me up to take it back in the future?"

Tian Ze couldn't help glaring at Nuan Nuan, "I am a god anyway, and I follow the law when I say it. Every word has traces under the way of heaven. How can it be possible to lie?"

Nuan Nuan pointed to Sanji Gonpo who was put away by her, "It seems that this guy used to have the same identity as you!" It's different and unreliable.

"The deity is the deity, I am me. I want to warn you, I feel that this heart is really alive."

The "living" in Tianxuan's mouth has nothing to do with the beating of Pangu's heart. The living he said is just like Sanji Gonpo's previous belief that relics can also become spirits. Tianxuan believes that Pangu's heart has opened up spiritual wisdom.

Nuannuan was stunned for a moment, and after thanking Tianxuan, she received Pangu's heart into a crystal box made of holy blood crystals, and arranged several layers of restrictions and seals.

After doing all this, Nuan Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Sanji Gonpo's sea of ​​consciousness that had stopped collapsing, and said: "With some means, it will take about 50 years for me to completely wipe out Sanji Gonpo's spiritual consciousness." , when the time comes, I will contact you again.

And 50 years should be enough for the birth of a strong person who can protect one side of the earth. I always have a feeling that maybe the danger will really come after the earth is unsealed. "

The process of cleaning up the consciousness of the earth easily made Nuan Nuan a little uncomfortable. Her intuition told her that perhaps the real disaster of the earth had not yet come.

Tian Ze nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Actually, I am also very curious, what happened that made me choose to go back in time and return to the time when everything was about to start. There must be other reasons besides the soul of the eminent monk. .”

It's a pity that Sanji Gonpo will definitely not say it, because he is the kind of character who will drag others back even if he dies.

"Forget it. Soldiers come to block us, and water comes to cover us. Let's work hard to be strong. See you in 50 years."

Nuan Nuan stretched out her hand to Tian Ze, who hesitated for a moment, put his hand on hers, and asked in a stiff tone, "Are we considered friends?"

Nuannuan looked at him, and when his expression became more and more stiff, he showed a bright smile: "Of course!"

Hey, if only all the creatures in the world were so innocent.

……

Yubin and Diting went back to stay in the capital, while Nuan Nuan packed up Sangji Gonpo's body and hurried to the small floating world, seeing that familiar face at first glance.

This was the first time she had met the Blood Charm Demon Lord. This demon cultivator had done all the evil things in the face of her sister, so he really deserved to die.

Because of the unequal strength, this side of the world chose to gamble, and the Blood Demon Lord probably wanted to delay the time, and perhaps there was a kind of cruelty of cat and mouse, so he also agreed to a one-on-one gamble.

When Nuan Nuan arrived, eight of the ten games had already been fought, and four of them lost and four of them won in the world. Now the ninth game is full of dangers.

This side of the world is playing Dong Xinhe, and she calls for advice from Fairy Qingyue.

And this Fairy Qingyue is the Blood Charm Demon Lord, and also the female cultivator who robbed Dong Xinhe's Yuqiao Xiaozhu in her previous life, and then brutally killed her.

At this time, Dong Xinhe has exposed all his strength, but facing the rising cultivation base, at this time there is already a Tushitian realm cultivation base and a full-fledged Blood Demon Venerable, but he can't use his hands and feet, only the beaten ones are left. share.

And Ji Wangchen, who played in the fifth game, now has only one arm left, and there is a knife on the neck that almost separates the head from the body.

If it weren't for the characteristics of zombies, Ji Wangchen would be cold now, but he is still struggling to stand under the ring, looking at his unyielding lover, distressed but also proud.

But in fact, although Dong Xinhe's situation looked dangerous, Nuan Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Sister Dong had a protective fairy charm given by Nuan Nuan on her body, and an improved psionic cannon the size of a palm. question.

On the contrary, it was the Blood Demon Lord who had a big problem.She has the cultivation base of the Tushitian realm, but it is not real, like a castle in the air, which may collapse at any time.

(End of this chapter)