The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Si Miao is very skilled at sowing discord.

Nian Qingxi was very sure, "Jinxuan is a sensible person. She has sealed the demon shark for hundreds of years, and her cultivation has been lost. Even the Saint Lotus Seal on her forehead has disappeared. She will not stop more suitable people from serving the Holy Land. You can rest assured."

Jiang Nanqiu found these words very ironic.

This Nian Qingxi is really generous to others. She is truly a male saint. Humph, no one wants her to come out tomorrow, but she has to show up anyway.

"Who is there?"

Nian Qingxi sensed someone flying around Tianshan Peak and shouted sternly. However, the other party seemed to have concealed his spiritual energy, and he could not sense the cultivation level of the flyer.

Jiang Nanqiu's heart "clicked" and she immediately increased her flying speed, rushing towards the holy forbidden area in the distance that was stunned and covered by thunder. However, she was one step too late, and Nian Qingxi sacrificed her life-long magic weapon, the Moon-Slashing Wheel.

The Moon-Chopping Wheel was like a scimitar of a cold moon, wrapped in lightning, and quickly caught up with the fleeing Jiang Nanqiu.

With a heavy blow, Jiang Nanqiu's back was torn apart, and his flesh and blood were blown black. The aircraft was also shattered.

"Ah, I'm burnt!"

Jiang Nanqiu, who had lost his cultivation, was simply unable to withstand the blow. His body and soul seemed to be torn into thousands of pieces. He fell from the sky like a dying bird and fell into the dense thunder clouds above the holy land.

When the Moon-Chopping Wheel couldn't find its target, it returned directly to its owner.

Jiang Nanqiu fell onto the altar of the Holy Land, surrounded by purple lightning roaring and dense clouds. The remaining lightning from the Moon-Slashing Wheel was still drilling deep into her body like a drill, destroying every inch of her skin and bones. Jiang Nanqiu felt that it would not be long before she would die.

Just in front of him, the mirror door that towered up to the sky was right in front of him. It was majestic and solemn, and it was the entrance to the Holy Land Hall.

Jiang Nanqiu was too unwilling to accept it. She gritted her teeth, desperately trying to save her collapsing consciousness, and used all her strength to crawl towards the mirror door in front of her...

The system started crying, "Host... I'm sorry, I don't have any resurrection pills to save you..."

Jiang Nanqiu kept crawling forward. Her hands were covered in blood from crawling and her whole body was burnt black by the lightning. But finally, she crawled to the mirror door.

The moment her hand touched the mirror door, the scene in front of her immediately changed.

The dark thunder disappeared, and all that was left before my eyes was a vast expanse of white ice, and it was very quiet.

When Jiang Nanqiu was stunned, a deep and deep voice with endless pressure came from the distant nothingness, "Who is trespassing into my holy land?"

Jiang Nanqiu felt a sudden chill around him, and then that voice sounded in his ears.

"Oh, it turns out to be a demigod, a demigod whose divine bones have been dug out."

"Who took your divine bone away?"

Yet his voice was filled with pity and mockery.

Jiang Nanqiu turned around, but there was no one there. The voice seemed like an illusion.

But Jiang Nanqiu knew that the God was here.

"God, save me..." Jiang Nanqiu used all his strength to say this, but these words were like the flutter of mosquitoes and flies in this vast ice field.

Jiang Nanqiu felt like she would be wiped out in the next second. The wound on her back was still expanding, and the lightning began to corrode her internal organs.

The God laughed, "Why should I save you?"

Jiang Nanqiu was stunned.

How could this happen? Isn't Emperor Zun a compassionate god?

The system voice reminded as quietly as a mosquito, "Host, who told you that the way of heaven is merciful?"

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs. Heaven has never been benevolent, it follows the natural law of the birth and destruction of all things in the world.

In the eyes of the God, the death of immortal cultivators is a normal thing. Why should he intervene?

At this critical moment, Jiang Nanqiu brainstormed. Now it seemed that she would not be saved by playing the victim. If she wanted to get the help of the God, she had to take out something that the other party was interested in.

Her demigod body.

"My Lord Emperor, I know what you want?"

The God did not answer.

Jiang Nanqiu was in so much pain that she wanted to die. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have the body of a demigod, and I can bear the birth of your son of God."

The power of the gods is too strong. If ordinary people bear even a little bit of it, they will be reduced to ashes, let alone giving birth to the son of God.

But Jiang Nanqiu was different. Her demigod body could barely bear the divine power until the Son of God was born, and she was reduced to ashes at the same time.

However, with the system in hand, Jiang Nanqiu believed that there would always be a way to survive. What she needed to solve now was the situation of being dead.

Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Nanqiu's words, the legendary god appeared.

The coldness surged across the ice field, and strands of golden light converged to the same place from all directions.

In a dazzling divine light, a gorgeous and incomparable god slowly walked over. His eyebrows were carved, his magic hair was flowing, his eyes were compassionate, and the corners of his mouth were mocking.

He walked towards Jiang Nanqiu and finally stopped in front of her, with no expression on his face.

"Your body has no divine bones, your Dantian is destroyed, and your cultivation is lost. It is completely useless to me."

Jiang Nanqiu looked at him firmly, "Please help me get the divine bone back. I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you. Both my body and soul."

"Even if you take back the divine bone and give birth to the son of God, the idea is the same. What can you gain from the transaction between you and me?"

The gods are not so easily deceived.

Fortunately, Jiang Nanqiu had already thought of an excuse. He pretended to be hateful and said, "I want revenge."

"Oh?" The God became interested.

He stretched out his finger and pointed, and Jiang Nanqiu suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was forcibly pulled out of his body.

The system exclaimed, "He is extracting your soul."

People can lie, but the soul cannot.

The God did not believe Jiang Nanqiu's words, but instead extracted her soul to check her memory.

A dazzling soul ball flew out from above Jiang Nanqiu's head, casting a curtain of light, which was all Jiang Nanqiu's past life.

Jiang Nanqiu endured the pain and looked up.

When Jinxuan was born, peach blossoms were in full bloom within a hundred miles, white birds were circling overhead, and divine light from the sky appeared.

The head of Weiyin Sect was attracted by the vision, found her, brought her back to the sect, and taught her carefully. Later, Jiang Nanqiu, relying on the bones of a demigod, entered the realm of incarnation in just a hundred years and became a saint. She was loved by the head of the sect, admired by her senior brothers, and respected by her fellow disciples.

Unfortunately, the demon shark was born and caused a huge flood that destroyed the world.

In order to save the world, Jin Xuan was willing to go and suppress it. In the end, she used her divine bones and flesh to seal the magic shark and fell asleep with it.

However, three hundred years later, someone passed by the sealed place, took advantage of Jin Xuan's sleep, dug out her divine bones, and sneaked away. This person was Si Miao who came with the system.

After losing the divine bone, the seal loosened, and Jin Xuan could only use her cultivation to barely suppress the demon shark. Two hundred years later, Jin Xuan's cultivation was exhausted and she woke up again from her deep sleep.