chasing god

The blue light is bright, the printing is full of brilliance, the cold air is pressing, the dazzling bright red slowly drips, blooms, and solidifies into blocks, decorating the plain white silk...

The voice of the woman lying on the ground gradually became hoarse, and the crying gradually decreased, and finally turned into a silent vomit.

The sound was shrill and hoarse, like a broken century-old clock on the Kongming Mountain in the Buddhist world, it shattered when it was tapped lightly.

When she raised her head again, her forehead was broken, her clean face was full of tears, her originally weak body became weaker, her red and swollen eyes were dull, and she was in a state of death and dilapidation.

She stood up on the ground with her hands on her hands, her body was shaky, as if she was about to fall in the next second.

Surprised, Yue Yue quickly stepped forward to support her: "Ma'am!"

Su Niang lowered her eyes in a trance, her eyelashes fluttered, and a shadow under her eyes covered the emotions in her eyes.She stood upright silently, her eyes didn't know where to fall, her thin body trembled slightly, and the blue light cast light between her buns, illuminating her dim eyebrows.

Yue Yue didn't dare to disturb her, and just stood aside quietly until she raised her eyes tiredly, stared at him and said, "Yue Yue, me? I want to be alone for a while."

"But the eldest princess ordered—"

"I? Just stay for a while, nothing will happen."

Su Niang spoke very seriously, with a seriousness on her face that she hadn't seen in hundreds of years.He was used to seeing this mortal's gentle and demure appearance, but at this moment she suddenly lowered her face, and she actually had a bit of the majesty of a princess.

Seeing Su Niang as if seeing the eldest princess in the West Sea, Yue Yue bowed her head in response, and quietly exited the mourning hall.

With bright red eyes and a strong smell of blood, Su Niang slowly walked around the [-]-[-] corpses, and walked up to the round platform where the dragon mother crystal was parked. It was only the sixth step, but it felt like she had stepped out of a hundred steps.

In the end, she knelt down in front of the transparent coffin and bowed reverently.

The woman in the crystal coffin is wearing a bright red robe, a golden dragon is soaring up from the cuff, a golden hairpin and jade pendant is inserted into her hair, her hands lying flat in front of her are lightly folded, and there is a string of inlaid jade on each wrist. The golden rings, strung together, imprisoned her hand.

Her face is not old, and her beauty will always stay at the most vivid moment. The whole person lies quietly, her face is beautiful, her red lips are slightly parted, as if she is asleep.

Su Niang was fascinated for a moment, staring at her blankly for a long time,

It was as if she was not frozen in a crystal coffin, but was standing in front of her and talking to her.

At that time, the mother of dragon was famous in the six worlds, and the appearance of heaven and man made people fall in love at first sight. Her husband was the lord of the West Sea, and he could turn the clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.

, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world.

It wasn't until she entered the West Sea that she realized that she had been guarding the cold palace for so many years, and that beautiful face had been destroyed by the wind and waves of the West Sea.

"Mother……"

No one in Xihai knew that she had kowtowed to her three times and kowtowed nine times? She made great salutes, and called her mother with Xu Huayi.

"Now that there is such a killing, with blood flowing all over the place, can you point out the way? What should Su Niang do to save her? In the future, ghosts will kill her, so what? "

It was full of silence, and the mourning hall was gloomy and cold, penetrating into the muscles and bones and seeping into the heart.

Su Niang smiled wryly, her eyes were red, she quietly watched the dark light flowing on the plain white ice coffin, and the fine lines were entangled and intertwined.

"Since mother agreed that she borrowed this secluded hall, it must be because she loves her dearly. Mother, Su Niang will save her with her life, but if one day the West Sea is destroyed and all living beings are destroyed, please don't blame me..."

The white silk swayed lightly, like the white banner of the dragon mother when she entered the hall, blood-stained, and Su Niang leaned on the wall, supporting her weak body, and walked out of the mourning hall slowly without looking back.

"Ma'am! What's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, Yue'er, help me go back!"

"Yes--"

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The top of Kunlun Mountain is covered in ice for thousands of miles, just like the blue pond, which is injured by the cold air. In addition, there is an enchantment of the God of Absolute Jade blocking the way, which cannot be broken for a while. Only then did he enter the secret door.

This time, Bi Luochi is still the same as before. The woman on the altar is just like the one he saw last time, with a powder-carved jade face and a body of icy muscles and bones.

The old man lifted his spell and flew over the frozen formation, landing beside Hua Wudi.

The hemp-colored clothes were heavy, and he seemed a little struggling to even raise his hand: "The elixir should help you regenerate, I? I can clearly feel your breath, it's only been a few days, baby, why are you lying here again? ?”

He came to Bi Luochi to pick up things today. Before leaving last time, he found a Nether Grass growing under the altar.Originally thought that taking advantage of Yu Feiying's entry into the West Sea this time, he could get it back, but he never thought that Hua Wudi was lying here again.

The old man stroked a strand of silver hair from his temples, and his eyes fell on the shimmering Nether grass, yearning for it, his eyes lit up, and he was stunned for a long time.

Nether Grass has two leaves, one is newly born, the other is withered and yellow, the other is connected to the human world, and the other is connected to the gate of ghosts. Rebirth.

This thing is extremely precious, he originally thought that he would never find it in his life...

Not

But now that Hua Wudi was lying on the altar, the Black Blade Demon Saber couldn't take away the Nether Grass at will, and Hua Wudi's life was hanging by this grass.

If it is taken away, it will cost her life!

"Hmph! Back then, your Flaming Red Fox family fought against me everywhere? Yes, especially your stubborn father, who wished for me to die on the street, and be notorious! I shouldn't have cared about your life, but I thought it was because of the devil's death. When the soldiers chased her down, you gave her a bowl of water to save her life, and this old man helped you this time."

"Speaking of which, the old man saved you this time, I? Ask the little saint for a Nether Flower and she should be very happy to give it to me!"

"That's all, who told me that this old man happened to meet you? Within the six realms, the sea and the sky are vast, so meeting you by chance is also considered fate."

Yuan'er believes in fate the most, even the old man believes in it...

As he said that, the palm of the silver-haired old man melted into light, enveloping Hua Wudi, but stopped in an instant.

"Yan's soul-locking technique? I? Why are you lying here again! I? Guess it must be that old guy Yan Zheng?" Mentioning that person, the Black Blade Demon Knife curled his lips in disdain, There was a little disgust in his eyes: "He is as annoying as your father, no, he is more annoying than your father? Annoying!"

The old man shook his head helplessly, the magic knife appeared in the world, and a black mist appeared on the complicated lines of the handle, surrounding the side of the magic knife.

The old man was very angry and ordered, "Hei Ren, go and see where that old fellow Yan Zheng is?"

The magic knife listened to the order, soared into the sky as a black crow, spread its wings and flew away.

It wasn't until there was no more darkness in the sky that the old man turned his head, put his hands behind his back and slowly swayed around his expression, a thin layer of ice was attached to the sackcloth on his body, and the ice crystals shone.

"Xiaowa, tell me about you, a demon emperor, a descendant of the flame red fox family, but you lost your life in the Allure Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and you lay there for 100 years for nothing. If your irascible father knows, won't you Distressed?"

Thousands of years ago, the flame red fox clan was punished by heaven, and the whole clan was wiped out, leaving only the youngest daughter.For a long time, no one dared to mention the flame red fox family in front of Hua Wudi, only the black blade magic knife, so unscrupulous.

"And that little saint, when I saw her last time, she actually blocked those ninety-nine and eighty-one thunders for you. I was really infatuated. But? What? The old man said, what happened to you now is all because of her." I'm so infatuated with you, if you don't have a chance, just say goodbye, why force it?"

"For thousands of years, the saints of Kunlun Mountain have been pure and pure, and they have benefited the common people.

My heart, how did it change when I came to her? "

There is only the old man in the Fukasawa Forbidden Area. He has been lonely and helpless for a long time, and now he has endless things to say when facing the sleepy Hua Wudi.

"However? The little saint worked hard to find such a treasure land for you, and even tried to gather your soul for you, otherwise, you..."

The old man's words stopped suddenly, and his eyes fell on Yu Feiying.His complexion became more complicated in an instant. For some reason? He actually felt a rotten air under the lightly gathered clothes?

The old man squinted his eyes, and the lightness and smoothness of the chat with her disappeared, Bi Luochi was silent, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

A spell hit his whole body, and the old man gasped, looking surprised.

"So that's how it is, that's how it is... I can't blame you for lying here, I can't blame..."

"Master, Na Yan is currently being tortured on the Execution Platform."

"Zhenshentai?" The old man withdrew his knife, glanced down at the woman on the platform, and muttered to himself: "Now that little saint has spared his life, if one day she knows that you have suffered like this for a hundred years Bitter, I'm afraid I'm going to kill him!"

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On the Punishing God Stage, the sky thundered, the electric current and the flames sizzled non-stop, the boulder was cracked, the flames were burning in the gaps, and the heat was transpiring.

On the most central stone shelf, there was a person kneeling on the ground, his limbs bound by heavy iron chains, his palm embedded in the cracked stone, lying on the ground in an extremely humiliating posture, his hair disheveled, and he looked crazy.

The thunder from the sky struck down from the black cloud, piercing straight into his spine.

A gloomy crow rang through the sky, and one person and one knife arrived as expected.

The Qilin who was in prison immediately stood up vigilantly, with a majestic look and a fierce look in his eyes.

"The old man didn't want to save him, the old man just came to ask him for something!"

Seeing that the visitor was not very hostile, and that his cultivation level was not as good as his own, Qilin felt relieved and returned to the original place, lying lazily on the ground.

The man with disheveled hair heard the movement and looked up. His chaotic and vicissitudes of eyes were fierce. When he saw that it was a black blade magic knife, he lowered his head and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing here? Look at the old man." joke??"

"I came to you to ask for something, where is the antidote for the soul-locking technique?"

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Hearing the words "Soul Locking Technique", Elder Yan looked up again, and sneered, "I've only used the Soul Locking Technique on Hua Wudi."

The Black Blade Demon Knife met his gaze without any reaction: "Yes, the person I? want? to save is Hua Wudi!"

"Huh? When did the demon world have anything to do with the demon world? If the old man wants her to die, no one can save her."

"Yan Zheng, you really are poisonous." Black Blade Demon Knife frowned, and said in a heavy voice, "You took her things, and you want? Her life, you are not afraid that the saint will disturb the Kunlun Mountains, you want? killed you?"

Elder Yan's hair blocked his eyes, only showing a sneering eye: "As a saint...she will never kill me?!"