[Honghuang] Qinglian's small book

The ten sons of the emperor were killed by Hou Yi, and there were no bones left. Di Jun and Xi He suffered the pain of bereavement, and their minds were in chaos.

Di Jun chased and killed Hou Yi, and went straight into the depths of the Wu Clan. Xi He stayed at the place where Hou Yi shot and killed the Golden Crow, dumbfounded, and murmured: "My son, my son... "

Xi He searched on the ground, but there was nothing left except blood and feathers.

Xi He collected the messy feathers and held them in her hands. She felt an unstoppable heartache. Tears kept flowing from her eyes, but she didn't notice it. She just tightly grasped the feathers in her hand. , Pain, the pain that filled her heart and lungs grabbed her tightly, making her cry uncontrollably.

Tears dripped to the ground, and icicles splashed. "My child... my child!"

There is no one in the world who loves children more than a mother. After the death of a child, it is the mother who suffers the most.

She and Di Jun didn't have a deep relationship, but the child was her everything, and she couldn't even protect her own true love, causing them to suffer such a catastrophe, Xi He almost went crazy.

Di Jun went after Hou Yi, and Xi He went in together afterward. The sound of the Western Emperor's Drum was mournful and shrill, and the drum at dusk and the bell at dawn, lost their souls.

The sound of the drum and the Taiyin Avenue swept across the void, and they pursued closely. When Hou Yi heard the sound of the drum, he also felt that the three souls were shaking, and she was almost shattered by her.

Even Hou Yi's ancestor, a witch, can't hold on to himself, let alone the witch clan along the road.

The rest of the ancestor witches couldn't just sit back and watch Hou Yi die, so they rushed out of the tribe to rescue them.The army of the heavenly court also fell down, and in an instant, it was the Shura field.

Xuanwei retracted his gaze from the void, and continued to tease the little yellow bird in front of him.

The little Golden Crow was terrified, grabbed Xuanwei's Taoist robe with three claws, buried his head in Xuanwei's collar and refused to come out.

Xuan Wei stretched out her hand to caress his body, and the Qi of Creation gently wrapped him up, soothing the pain and comforting people's hearts.

Xuanwei is very patient, no matter what, the child is innocent.Even if he had a grudge with Di Jun, it was only Di Jun, and it would not affect his children.

What's more, this is not only Di Jun's child, but also Xi He's child.

After a long time, little Jinwu raised his head and looked at Xuanwei with tears in his eyes.

Xuan slightly smiled and asked, "Which brother are you?"

Little Jinwu said: "I am Xiao Ten."

"Xiao Shi?" Xuanwei combed his feathers with his slender and fair fingers, and said, "I am your mother's brother, call me uncle."

When Xiao Shi heard Xuan Wei say this, he relaxed a little, and said timidly: "Master."

Xuan Wei rubbed his head and said, "Good boy."

Xuan Wei is gentle and bright, in Xiao Shi's eyes, he is a god and salvation.

Xiao Ten threw himself into Xuan Wei's arms and cried loudly, calling his brother with a sob while crying.

Xuan Wei patted him on the back lightly, the air of good fortune blew over, and Xiao Shi turned into a five or six year old child with golden feathers growing on his head.

"Don't cry, look." Xuan Wei stretched out his hand and shook the bodies of the nine little golden crows. He held Xiao Shi with one hand, and opened his big sleeve with the other hand, and the sleeves brushed over the bodies of the little golden crows.

The bodies of the nine little golden crows immediately burned into a ball of flames, stirring in the air like little suns. "Mediate good fortune," Xuan Wei stretched out his hand to revive, reversed the yin and yang of life and death, and the little sun turned into a black flame, turning into a dark sun.

The little Golden Crow was already dead, and even though Xuan Wei tried to protect their remnant souls, he couldn't bring them back to life.But death is not the end, Xuanwei turned them into dark sun and turned them into ghost cultivators. Although they didn't really come back to life, they allowed them to maintain their memory and spirituality.

The nine little golden crows were attracted by the yin soil, and fell to the underworld involuntarily, and Xuan Wei also walked in.

Yan Luo of the Tenth Temple sensed Xuan Wei's arrival, and came over to greet him one after another, Xuan Wei returned the salute one by one, saying: "My juniors, I will trouble you to take care of them."

Yan Luo of the tenth hall dared not dare to accept this matter.

Xiao Shi witnessed several elder brothers die and come back to life. Although yin and yang were separated, they did not completely disappear, so he immediately cheered.

Xuan Wei returned to Hutian Island with Xiao Shi in his arms, asked several disciples to take care of him, and concentrated on practicing.

Xihe lost his son, and all thoughts were lost. If he lost the desire to live, the gods would die too.Even die faster than mortals.

A large part of Xuanwei's rescue of Little Golden Crow was because of the presence of his junior sister.

Liches have been beaten for countless years, the sky is falling apart, and the sun, moon and stars are shaking.

Although the 360 ​​and five ancient stars in the Zhoutian star formation cannot move, the 8000 million stars have no such scruples. Countless meteors dragged their long tail flames and hit the ground, and countless huge cracks were smashed into the Great Desolate Continent , almost falling apart.

The whole land is filled with real fire of stars, burning red everywhere.

The five poles suppress the world, and the book from the ground suppresses the mainland. Zhen Yuanzi can't be distracted at all, and concentrates on the book from the ground.

All the Jinxians and Daluo Jinxians of the Earth Immortal lineage were sent out to suppress the mountains and rivers. Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the Zhenyue God Needle, divided the God Needle into five mountains, and suppressed them in various parts of the Great Desolate Continent. This set of innate spirit treasures are used Suppress the mountains and lands.

This is the only way to keep the Great Desolate Continent alive and not let it be smashed by the Lich.

The Wu Clan did not admit defeat, and the gods and gods gathered the evil spirits of heaven and earth in a large formation, and turned into Pangu's true form. The virtual Pangu ax broke through the barriers of the void, smashed into the heavens, and smashed the nine heavens into pieces.

Chang Xi closed the gate of Sitian, and with the help of Sitian's immortal mana, moved Sitian to the ancient starry sky to avoid disasters.

The Zhoutian Xingchen formation and the Dutianshensha formation were like meat grinders, with countless casualties and countless innocent lives affected.

Xuan Wei stood at the top of the Feixian Pavilion, and ordered Lu Ya: "Dao Jun, let the people from outside come in."

There are too many immortals affected by the Lich War, remembering that there is a Hutian Great Immortal in the East China Sea who is willing to protect Sanxian, these people don't hesitate to come here.

Those who are willing to become Sanxian Daomai can enter Hutian Island, and those who are not willing can also take shelter temporarily in the East China Sea.

"There are already enough people who have died, and it is only one that can be saved."

Lu Ya was busy with the affairs of Hutian Island, the whole Hutian Island and even the East China Sea were shrouded in a large formation, and if there was no trouble, Xuan Wei went straight to Kunlun Mountain.

Luo Hu provoked a war against the lich, and used the evil spirit and robbery of the war to restore his strength.

But the effect is not good, because apart from him, there are also gods and gods fighting against him, and Luo Hu still can't grab the ancestral witch.

Mo Zu was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. He worked hard to calculate, but when it came time to pick the fruits, he found that others had robbed them. How could he have snatched more than twelve of them by himself.

The only hope is that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can't fully use the evil spirit like him.The Demon Ancestor is at ease in the evil spirit, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches have to bear the evil spirit eroding their minds.

The heavier the evil spirit, the greater the power of the Dutian Shensha formation, and the less sustainable it will be.

Luo Hu was not idle because of this, he was casting a spell to recall the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

The Four Swords of Jade Immortals was born in response to the catastrophe, and it is the treasure of fortune in the first catastrophe. When the catastrophe occurs, the Four Swords of Jade Immortals will also become active when the evil spirit moves.

Tong Tian, ​​as the master of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, cannot completely refine the Four Swords of Jade Immortals. In theory, only a saint can completely refine the Supreme Treasure.Unless they are born together and conceived together, such as the book from the ground and the twelve-grade good luck green lotus, they can be completely refined before they become holy.

Therefore, Luo Hu's actions touched the rules and backhands in the dark, and the four swords of Jade Immortal kept vibrating in the scabbard, trying to fly away through the air.

Tongtian's energy was spent on suppressing Zhu Xian's Four Swords, but it still seemed to be struggling.

The Four Swords of Jade Immortals responds to catastrophe, and now that the luck of the catastrophe is getting better, the stronger the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, the more difficult it is to suppress them.This treasure is too murderous, and there are always plans to kill the master.

Yuan Shi saw how difficult it was for Tongtian and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian to fight, he couldn't bear it, and said: "Brother, let's help him and suppress the Four Swords of Zhu Xian separately."

Li Er could see that Tongtian was also practicing with the Four Swords of Zhuxian, but the four divine swords were beyond his tolerance, so he wanted to stop him, saying: "Forget it, you and I each suppress one, and let Junior Brother Tongtian suppress the two." Let's do it."

A ray of black shadow passed through the large protective formation of Kunlun Mountain, ignored the formation as nothing, drove straight in, and reached the top of Kunlun, where Luo Hu's figure appeared, and he said, "Why don't you give me a hand too?"

Li Er's face changed slightly, and he sacrificed the Taiji diagram at the first moment, transformed into a golden bridge and smashed it at Luo Hu.

Luo Hu's body wandered in countless spaces, separated and reunited, and escaped the suppression of this innate treasure. He dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said, "Is this the only thing Hongjun's disciple can do?"

While Luo Hu was speaking, a Dinghai Pearl exuding five-color hairs hit him on the back.

Luo Hu seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his whole body turned into a cloud of black smoke. Ding Haizhu passed through his body, but hit nothing.

"Ah, so it's Hutian kid here. I was about to retrieve the Four Swords of Jade Immortals to find you, but unexpectedly you came a step earlier. Why, are you so impatient to offer your body to me?"

The 36 Dinghai Pearls around Xuanwei's body are slowly rotating, and the five-color hairs are as strong as flames, which set off Xuanwei's beauty.

Luo Hu's eyes lingered greedily on Xuan Wei's body, making no effort to hide his intentions.

The green lotus-colored flag floated behind Xuanwei's hand, the Shouzheng Pot and the Qingyang Lantern slowly glowed in the cloud light above his head, he was fully armed, but he was still facing a formidable enemy.

"Have you recovered the mana of the third realm of Hunyuan?" Xuan Wei asked.

The Heavenly Demon Miaowu Flag and the Heavenly Demon Buddha were twirling in Luohu's hands, and he said, "Yes, otherwise, how could I come to fetch the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and I wouldn't dare to pay attention to you. What's even more strange to me is that you didn't become a Hunyuan The third realm. That's right... I've heard Hongjun's method of beheading the three corpses, you have too many worries in your heart, and you can't cut out the obsession in your heart, right?"

Xuan Wei twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "The third level of Hunyuan, how much stronger can you be? No matter how loud your mouth is, you have to fight to know."

Luo Hu couldn't understand what it meant to talk, but he could tell what it meant to have a fight. He laughed out loud, and the whole Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in darkness.