Qing Chi'er lay lazily beside the pond, revealing the condensed jade back covered with water droplets. After looking at the curtain opposite, Nie Jianxian, who obviously wanted to see his body, was pretending to be reserved. His cherry lips spitted out water stains with petals, and asked softly: "I heard that the Queen Hengyuan, the human desireless holy land, is graceful and unparalleled, and is as beautiful as a goddess. Do you think... is she good-looking, or am I good-looking?"
Nie Jianxian took a deep breath, and Sifang's face was extremely serious, and he said, "Listen to the truth, or to the lies?"
Qing Chi'er's eyes fluttered: "Of course it's the truth!"
Nie Jianxian said, "The truth is that the Queen Hengyuan is not as good as you. In my mind, Miss Qingchier is the best in the world!"
Who doesn’t know in the world? Nie Jianxian, the sword ancestor of the Moon Holy Land, is the girl Qingchier who is obsessed with the demon clan!
Qing Chi'er smiled secretly: "Good mouth and smooth tongue!"
Nie Jianxian said seriously: "In front of Miss Qingchi'er, I will dig my heart out of my heart in the next sentence!"
Qingchi'er suddenly sighed quietly: "It's a pity that my Qingchi'er is already a body of a broken willow, and it's not worth it."
Nie Jianxian's face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Then King Mu is dead. You don't have to mention him anymore. Even if he is alive, I will kill him. Moreover, I don't dislike him. No matter what Miss Qingchi'er becomes, I will treat you as a treasure!"
Qing Chi'er shook her head: "Actually, I can't tell whether that person is Xin Zhuo or King Mu. He used Xin Zhuo's body and never said a word!"
Nie Jianxian suddenly had the courage to pull the curtain open and walked in. Sifang looked at Qing Chi'er with aggressive faces: "Xin Zhuo is even more unworthy. He is a naughty boy. If it weren't for King Mu, I could have killed him eight hundred times. Even if he saw Miss Chi'er clearly, it would be blasphemy!"
Qing Chi'er subconsciously turned around, covering her chest, her face turned slightly red, and she was about to speak, but she suddenly looked behind Nie Jianxian and was stunned.
Nie Jianxian also sensed something, his pupils contracted, and he immediately protected his body with a set of Nine Dragons' curse magic armor. A cauldron of innate spiritual treasure appeared in his hand. The peak cultivation level of the seventh step and the power of the Taoist realm came out. Then, ninety-nine illusory seas of sword intent appeared around him, blocking all directions,
"Boom boom boom..."
Eight hundred sword intentions gathered from the desert outside the city, and rushed to the sky and the earth in a stance. The monks in the city were shocked to look up at the sky and stare at the sky!
"Speaking and following the words into the glacier will determine all the magical powers!"
Immediately afterwards, Nie Jianxian burst into tears, and the huge Taohuawu instantly entered the millions of miles of illusion that was covered with snow!
All this is a long story, but it only happened in just a short moment. Nie Jianxian's powerful means, mysterious magical powers, and terror of the spiritual pagoda were definitely at its peak.
However, the next moment, a light purple ancient divine power ignored everything, surpassed everything, turned into a barrier of eternal creation, shattering all his means, and a force of more than one billion creative power turned into a big hand, piercing through his sea of dan and meridians throughout his body.
"Buzz——"
All Nie Jianxian's methods disappeared, and even the "Dao Yuan" who was preparing to attack sneak attack was deposed for 200,000 years before he could use it. He fell to the ground with a silence and shock in his eyes, murmured: "Old Master Daxuan, why bother sneaking into the younger generation!"
The moment he fell down, he turned around with difficulty and saw an old man with white hair and beard and old folds on his face. It is not difficult to find out from his beautiful eyes that this man should be very handsome when he was young, but the depths of his eyes were full of unfathomable and terrifying meanings.
Very familiar, who is it?
The old figure ignored his dignity and stepped on his body and stood by the bathhouse.
Qing Chi'er looked silently from beginning to end, with horror and astonishment in her peach blossom eyes. At this moment, she subconsciously put down her hands and her body was completely visible. Not only because of the cultivation level of this "old man", even if she and Nie Jianxian combined are not opponents, why bother to struggle? It’s even more because when this man was young, he bullied himself for seven days and seven nights. Even if he became a ghost, he would never forget it!
Xin Zhuo said warmly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"
Qing Chi'er's eyes were red and she gritted her teeth: "Are you King Mu or Xin Zhuo?"
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "From the beginning to the end, there is only Xin Zhuo, no King Mu, the Great Xuan Lord, his heart is on the great way, and he will not lie!" Although he bullied four innocent female cultivators from the three tribes, they were the consciousness of King Mu, but they were his own body. Now that consciousness has returned, I don't know who should count this calculation, but he wants to use Qingchi'er. Three of the four women hated him to the core, but this girl was vaguely moved, so she counted on him for the time being!
"Xin Zhuo!" Nie Jianxian lying on the ground behind him looked horrified. Xin Zhuo, who was at the peak of the Great Xuan Lord, seemed to be more terrifying than King Mu, because this guy was young and had infinite possibilities. He didn't even know what he would do when he came back!
Qing Chi'er also breathed slightly: "Xin Zhuo? A boy who had no idea about the truth back then, and now the peak master of Da Xuanzhu?"
Xin Zhuo sat next to the pool: "How?"
Qing Chi'er stepped back step by step: "You are not dead, what do you want to do when you come back this time?"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "I regard the human race as a pig or a dog. I have always admired the demon race. I want to be a demon race, how do you think?"
Qing Chi'er was stunned and said in a daze: "For... me?"
She couldn't understand why Xin Zhuo had to enter the Demon Palace. With his current terrifying cultivation, as long as he was taken over by King Mu, everything had nothing to do with him. Now he took over the body, and he had no grudges with the five holy lands. Then, if he entered the five holy lands, he was also an extremely noble existence, so why bother to be devils!
Xin Zhuo was also slightly stunned and turned to say, "Yes!"
Qing Chi'er's face gradually turned red and she murmured, "Actually, I never blamed you back then, but you were too rude. If you were so lucky to get close to me..."
Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand and touched her face: "It's not too late in the future, right?"
Qing Chi'er said happily: "Well, if you have entered the Demon Palace with this level, you are second only to the three Demon Ancestors. Come with me and return to the Demon Palace!"
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Xin Zhuo shook his head and said, "No hurry, I will fight with the five holy places first to relieve my anger. Go back to the Demon Palace and tell me what I think, let them watch it on the wall, and see how those people who are smart in the human race will destroy it!"
Qing Chi'er hesitated for a moment: "Okay!"
Behind him, Nie Jianxian sneered: "It's up to you?"
Xin Zhuo turned around, grabbed Nie Jianxian, looked at Qing Chi'er deeply, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
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One hundred and eighty-seven thousand miles to look at the moon mountain!
This is not the largest mountain range in Tianyuan, nor the place with the most prosperous luck, nor the existence with the most abundant spiritual energy, but it is certainly closest to the moon in the sky.
The Moon-Watching Holy Land, one of the five holy places of the human race, is here.
The moonlight in the sky falls in streaks, countless auspicious clouds float, and sometimes the dragon soars, the phoenix dances, and the vermilion bird spreads its wings...
The three thousand majestic moon-watching temples are arranged in an orderly manner on the steep tops of the major spiritual peaks. Between the halls, waterfalls splash, spiritual springs flow, strange flowers and plants everywhere, and ancient spiritual crystals shine with strange light.
The 38,000 disciples from the Holy Land of the Moon, all of them have wide robes and big sleeves, with a transcendent temperament, with a lofty arrogance and majesty, and orderly.
Thousands of miles away, in the clouds, Xin Zhuo grabbed Nie Jianxian and looked at a letter raft in front of him, without saying a word for a long time.
To him, the Holy Land of Moon Watching is actually like nothing, and the most unthreatening thing is here!
Nie Jianxian raised his head with difficulty: "You, are you going to attack the Moon Holy Land alone?"
Xin Zhuo waved the letter raft in front of him and said word by word: "It's not an attack, but no one can survive in the Holy Land of Moon. People from the Five Holy Lands, Demon Palaces and Demon Palaces, and even natives in this world, those who follow me will prosper and rebel against me will perish!" (End of this chapter)