Leng Yanxianfei

Chapter 7

The clouds flowed like fog, the sky and the sky became ruins, the ground was covered with bones, and the ground was stained red with blood.

The fairyland was silent and lifeless, and the mountains of corpses piled up on the fairyland made this place feel like hell.

In the Immortal Realm, only dozens of people escaped and ascended to heaven, and the rest died.

The fairyland was quietly lost in the void, and the eight great realms, the fairyland was permanently removed and became history.

White hair fluttering, plain clothes brocade white, cold as ice, shoulders like shaved, face like sculpture, plump and handsome, eyes like peach petals, cold and handsome with a trace of evil charm. (Zhou Xixuan - Biaobiao's set)

In the entire fairyland, he was the only living person standing alone on the stone steps of Qionglou, surrounded by corpses, and a female corpse lay flat on the white jade platform.

The female corpse looked only in her teens, with a long umbrella stuck in her chest, and the blood around her had solidified into sand.

There was a black yin-yang fish in her forehead, the butterfly wing on her back folded one side, and the other side fell not far from her.

Zhou Xixuan walked in mid-air step by step like walking in the clouds.

He bent down, picked up the female corpse, pulled out the deadly weapon from the female corpse with one hand, and threw it on the ground.

With his eyes closed tightly, he carried the female corpse straight up to the clouds.

"Ten reincarnations, nine reincarnations." He whispered softly.

"Love is so evil, your cause and effect."

A magnificent palace landed in the fairyland out of thin air, and Leng Feixuan was slowly placed on an altar by him.

"In this life, the reincarnation has been accelerated for you."

"The next life, the final test."

"The long river of history is now!"

Leng Feixuan's soul had already dissipated, and Zhou Xixuan single-handedly opened up the long river of history, and the long river of history crossed the void and descended, answering the phrase "it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days".

The long river has no roots and no source, it is boundless, and it is extending all the time.

"Detain!" Zhou Xixuan arrested Leng Feixuan's soul from the long river of history.

"Reshape the body."

"Chaos opens." He picked out a chaotic green lotus from the vast universe.

His technique is like a god, Leng Feixuan's soul merged with the chaotic green lotus, and a drop of purple blood with dreamy light flew out from his index finger.

The chaotic green lotus absorbed the purple blood, and the light blue lotus petals were covered with traces of purple misty light.

A crystal clear transparent skeleton slowly flew out of the palace.

"Give you the supreme skeleton to fuse your bones." Zhou Xixuan photographed Leng Feixuan's original skeleton and the crystal skeleton fused with each other, and the two skeletons slowly merged into one in the air.

Zhou Xixuan took Leng Feixuan's original body, a little cell tissue attached to the skeleton as smooth as white jade and glass, and a trace of fine flesh on the skeleton quickly replicated and regenerated like moss on a mountain rock, covering Leng Feixuan's entire skeleton. regeneration.

A pure white lotus came swaying, and Zhou Xixuan also dripped a drop of purple blood into the white lotus flower.

"Charming Pink Lotus" is a pink lotus flower surrounded by pink smoke.

Black lotus, purple lotus, fiery red lotus, orange lotus, powder blue lotus, pale yellow lotus, golden lotus.

(End of this chapter)