Chapter 532: Recovering the Memories of Past Lives
Jin Shu was very entangled, and hesitated: "If you turn into an iron chain, you have to sacrifice yourself, do you understand?"
Bai Jiao said, looked at Jin Shu incredulously, and was also very entangled: "Sacrifice, that, let's take a look first." ”
Yes, look first.
The gold number that has been entangled has the words of Bai Jiao, so he is no longer entangled, and he is beside Xiao Qianbao, watching the battle on the field.
Gu Yaxi and Lin Ruoran both carried the heavenly send, and they did not die, they had crawled out of the big hole.
Gu Yaxi wanted to fly away, but Lin Ruoran pressed her, and for a while, the two were indistinguishable.
The battle between the Green Dragon and the Nine-Winged Heavenly Dragon, it was a rolling half of the ground, a dozen to break half of the ground, a roar to break half of the ground, their battle, they couldn't let anyone get into it at all.
With the help of the wood god, Fei Ling restrained Pan Luo, and was struggling among the emerald green branches, twisting, and roaring.
"Sample. Feiling flicked Pan Luo's forehead, and Pan Luo, who was struggling, was frozen and no longer struggled.
Fei Ling proudly raised her eyebrows at Mu Shen, who rolled his eyes: "Sample!" She stretched out a finger and pointed it between Pan Luo's eyebrows, and a stream of green light surged towards Pan Luo's eyebrows.
Pan Luo, who was frozen just now, was stunned, and then his black eyes slowly changed back to the normal black and white color, and his dazed eyes also woke up: "Wood God!"
"Hey, long time no see, Fengshen!" the wood god raised his hand to greet him, smiling full, "Since you have recovered your memory, then take away the Xuantian Umbrella, right?" ”
Pan Luo nodded, slapped the fan in his hand on the palm of his hand, and waved towards the wood god: "Great grace is not grateful." ”
After speaking, he flew towards the Xuantian umbrella, and the wood god muttered dissatisfiedly: "Say no thanks, really no thanks, what kind of distance." ”
Pan Luo has recovered the memory of his previous life, and he will no longer be controlled by the Xuantian Umbrella, plus the Xuantian Umbrella is not held in the hands of the person in charge, so his strength is discounted.
When Pan Luo fixed it, he directly put the Xuantian umbrella into his body, his eyes looked in the direction of Gu Yaxi and Lin Ruoran, and the cold light flashed, don't turn his head, and look at Pan Wei.
Pan slightly pursed her lips, grabbed the wood god who was screaming, flew towards Pan Wei, cut her finger, dripped a drop of emerald green water, and put it into Pan Wei's mouth, and then injected a stream of divine power into him.
Pan Wei, who had black eyes, slowly regained clarity and turned into normal black and white eyes, and finally, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at Pan Luo, his eyes flashed: "I didn't expect that there would be a chance to become a brother?"
"Big brother is good!" Pan Luo grabbed Pan Wei's hand, "The God of Fire is in trouble!"
Pan Wei had seen the fight in front of him, stood upright, and was about to rush over, when a soft and glutinous voice sounded timidly: "Dad!"
Pan Weihu was stunned, turned his head sharply, and saw Xiao Qianbao who was held up by the fiery red silk, his heart warmed, and he strode towards her, stretched out his hand to hold her, and said softly: "Qianbao!"
"Dad, that bad guy beats Mom. Xiao Qianbao, who returned to Pan Wei's arms, cried out aggrieved at the moment.
Pan Wei kissed her forehead, patted her on the back, and comforted: "Dad is going to help Mom, you have to protect yourself, is it okay?"
Xiao Qianbao nodded sensibly: "Yes." ”
Pan Wei put Xiao Qianbao into the fiery red silk lift, stretched out his hand, and shouted: "Little slash!"
The small slash flew from Lan Jue's body into Pan Wei's hands.
Pan Wei held the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the earth, his whole body was full of evil energy, his eyes were as deep as a pool, and he headed in the direction of Lin Ruoran and Gu Yaxi.
Pan Luo held the Qiankun fan in his hand, followed behind Pan Wei, and joined the battle.
The wood god stood beside Xiao Qianbao and sighed: "Little Qianbao, you really dare not mess with the existence, mother is the god of fire, father is the blood of the Yellow Emperor, and uncle is the god of wind." Oh, count it out, your grandmother is the god of water, and this big family is very powerful, I really want to know, what will you be?"
Little Qianbao, who had tears in her eyes, glared at Mu Shen: "I am Xiao Qianbao, not a thing." ”
The wood god smiled.
Bai Jiao pulled Jin Shu's arm, and Jin Shu's eyes stared straight at the battle on the field.
"Boom!"
The green dragon was smashed into the ground by the Nine-Winged Heavenly Dragon, picked it up again, and smashed it down again.
Xiao Qianbao covered her eyes in fright: "Ah, don't you, friend Lan, what should I do? If I don't even have a friend blue, what should I do? Why doesn't God care about us, didn't he send it to heaven? Why didn't anyone come out to save us?"
Jin Shu lowered his head slightly and bit his lip.
The wood god said that he and Bai Jiao were the essence cultivated by the two iron chains beside Lord Nuwa, what does this mean?
He looked at the wood god, and the wood god also happened to look here, and the hope in her eyes flashed, and she didn't start.
"Boom!"
Another heavenly slash fell, Gu Yaxi and Lin Ruoran were both split into the big hole again, and Pan Wei and Pan Luo, who rushed over, couldn't intervene at all.
Rolling floodwaters suddenly poured out of the holes in the ground, the ground broke layer by layer, and one stream after another of water was emerging from the ground, spraying in all directions.
At this time, the ground began to move, and the layers broke even more, and everywhere it was trembling and rolling, and what emerged from the ground was no longer the flow of water, but the rising flames.
The flames rolled away towards the flood, and the flood drowned out the flames, and the flames evaporated the flood, and no one let anyone make a mess of the heavens and the earth.
"Not good!" the wood god was shocked, "the water god is planning to destroy the godhead. ”
Fei Ling was shocked and said, "It's crazy, destroy the godhead, does she want this other world to bury her?"
The wood god said coldly: "Do you think that it took thousands of years to create a plan to survive according to the water god, just to destroy the other world?"
"Crazy!" Fei Ling muttered softly, his hands and feet trembling a little, "I just live in the cave for a long time, I haven't lived enough in the human world, and I don't want to die." ”
Bai Jiao, who didn't understand, shook Jin Shu's arm: "What does the wood god mean?"
Jin Shu frowned: "If I understand correctly, the wood god means that if the water god wants to destroy the godhead to bury him, it will not destroy the other world, but the earth." ”
Bai Jiao was dumbfounded.
Feiling on the side heard this, and stretched out his thumb to Jin Shu: "It's one dozen and three now, the water god is in a slight situation, if it is really certain to die, with her temperament, she is afraid that she will pull the earth to bury her together." Just imagine, there are landslides and tsunamis on the earth, magma and thunder, and a fierce beast the size of the nine-winged dragon, how many people on the earth do you think can survive?"
Bai Jiao smacked his tongue, his little hand grasped Jin Shu's arm tightly, and his eyes were full of fear: "My father and my brother love me very much, if I die, I will die, if my brother is gone, or ...... I don't want anything to happen to them, Wood God, is there any way to stop this disaster?"
The wood god was no longer giggling, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the battle on the field: "The water god is now determined to die, and he wants to destroy with the fire god and the earth, and I can't help it." ”
"What if we let the god of fire let the god of water live, doesn't she have to let the earth die with her?"
The wood god looked at her: "The water god is going to stand up for the Nine Heavenly Dispatch this time, and she has only survived two of them, and she is already embarrassed, do you think she can survive it? All this she planned was to pull the Fire God to block the Heavenly Dispatch for her and survive herself? If you want the Water God not to die, then the Fire God will have to be sent by the Heaven to die?"
Bai Jiao was completely dumbfounded: "Let her go, the god of fire will die." If she doesn't let her go, the earth will suffer!"
If you want you, how do you choose?
Mu Shen shook his head: "It's not your way of retreating, thousands of years ago, the water god killed the blood of the Yellow Emperor because of the water god fire god war, offended God, and was sent by heaven, if she wants to survive, she must live through the nine heavenly sends, this is God's punishment for her." If the god of fire had carried the heavens for her and sent her free, God would have angered the others, and no one knew who this other person meant. ”
"The meaning of the wood god, the water god must die!" Jin Shu answered.
Mu Shen sighed, looked up at the dark clouds and sky where the purple lightning was wandering, and nodded: "Actually, God is very resentful. ”
Jin Shu was silent, his eyes flashed slightly, and his mouth was pursed.
Lin Ruoran here knew Gu Yaxi's intentions, and shouted: "Water God, you have made a mistake in heaven, why should you be obsessed and obediently accept the heavenly send, right?"
The crazy Gu Yaxi sneered: "Then destroy together, right?"