The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"I I feel my strength is improving! " The white tiger said incredulously, "what is this white light?"

But Zhu que said anxiously, "white light, why can't I see it? Is it because my accomplishments are lower than yours? But I also feel that the spirit is more solid and the spiritual power is more smooth. "

"But what is this white light? How can there be such a powerful force between heaven and earth, so that our strength has been improved? And the Suzaku is beyond the divine cultivation. She can't see the white light? "

Qinglong opens his mouth and seems to want to say something, but he swallows it at last.

Will it be the holy light in the legend? But how could it be?

The real saint of the divine realm has disappeared for millions of years. If not, the divine realm does not have to choose the so-called "Saint" from all continents for sacrifice every once in a while to keep the divine realm from declining.

If the real saint comes back Qinglong unconsciously clenched his fists.

In Xumi space.

More intense and pure white light falls in every area.

The little red bird chirped and cried, rushing about in the light and rain, rolling in the holy light and throwing fireballs into the sky. It seemed to be very happy.

And with the holy light in the ancient Lingtian, jiuguiquan and Xumi hall.

The whole space began to change.

The spiritual plants on the ancient holy field began to grow rapidly. Obviously, there was no human urge, but they began to shine.

The water of jiuguiquan spring makes a popping sound. The spring comes up and overflows the edge. The color of the water begins to turn from transparent to milky white, giving off a peculiar fragrance.

The biggest change is the Sumi hall.

There is a total of one door in Xumi hall, which has already been opened three times. Now the remaining six doors are shaking violently.

It was as if all of a sudden there was a huge shock.

Finally, after a while, five of the doors that couldn't be held were opened, and the five palaces of Bixiao, Chixiao, Yuxiao, Zixiao and taixiao were formed. The only one that didn't open was Shenxiao palace.

In Lingxiao temple, the holy light falls on the huge golden egg, and the egg shell is covered with complex golden texture, flickering one by one, as if devouring the power of the Holy Light greedily.

Also shrouded in the holy light are the lifeless valley wind, the small pool and the small dumb cow.

With the baptism of the holy light, the broken souls of the two people became more and more solid. The lifeless body began to flow with blood.

And all this, Xi Yue did not know at the moment.

She just woke up frowning, the sand under her body burned her hard.

"Welcome the master!" There were two deep and deep voices in my ears.

Xi Yue was startled. Looking up, he found that it was White Ape and another old man with white hair.

But the old man's eyes and expression were obviously only puppets.

"Who are you? Is the master calling me? " He asked.

However, the White Ape and the old man just kowtowed in silence. The old man spoke in a low voice, as if he were talking to himself, rather than answering Xi Yue's question, "we are the Xumi people, who are ordered to guard the yuankong ancient environment, wait for the return of the master Yuanling, and wait for the saint to wake up."

Yuanling?! Holy lady?!

Xi Yue suddenly thought of the stone statue and said, "the egg is Yuanling. Are the two puppets of heaven and earth obeying the master of the egg?"?