The Creator Saint had a spear and a short knife stuck in his body, but his body was still erect, his old face was even older, and his eyes showed endless desolation.

The Infinite Saint Venerable broke free from the seal, and it could almost be said that he had no chance of winning.

"Wuji, you're finally awake!" Xuanyuan Qingyi threw herself into the arms of the Wuji Holy Venerable and cried with joy, holding him with both hands.

This man is the whole of her life, and in order to protect him, Xuanyuan Qingyi has guarded this dark sealed place for hundreds of millions of years.

"Genesis, I once said that you don't have the slightest chance of winning this game!" Wuji Saint Venerable pushed the woman in his arms away without any expression on his face.

"Wuji ......" Xuanyuan Qingyi was at a loss, not knowing why this man was suddenly so indifferent to him.

But Feng Wuji didn't look at Xuanyuan Qingyi at all, but looked at Yang Ling with a smile on his face and said: "You are right, this day is not a man's sky, and this earth is not a man's land, we are born free creatures, of course we have the right to control our own destiny, no one can make decisions for us......"

"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Yang Ling pointed at the Wuji Holy Venerable and roared, his face was a little distorted: "Feng Wuji, let me ask you, did you deliberately cause Xiaoqing's death in the first place?"

Wuji Saint Venerable was roared by Yang Ling's voice for a long time before he came back to his senses, although his face was ugly, he still nodded and said: "Yes, when you appeared in this sealed Zhentian Monument, I already sensed that you have the power of fate in you, so I knew that you were arranged by Creation to deal with me, Xiaoqing's death was destined by fate, he was killed by me a long time ago, I just used that opportunity to reveal this battle between me and Creation to you in advance, lest you end up falling for this old puppet!"

"The grudge between you Lao Tzu doesn't want to know a word, Feng Wuji, tell me the way to resurrect Xiaoqing, otherwise today will be your death!"

He has been able to come to this point, in addition to being persecuted by the Creation Saint, there is also the guilt of Xiaoqing's death, and now decades have passed, Xiaoqing's aunt still has not broken free from the pain of losing her daughter, and often hides alone somewhere to wash her face with tears.

Although Yang Ling knew, she was helpless, she didn't have the face to see her at all, she was just an ordinary mortal, she didn't know her daughter's identity, she didn't know her origin, she only knew that Xiaoqing was a daughter who depended on her for her life.

"If you want to resurrect her, unless you control your fate!" Feng Wuji said lightly, "And this is also the reason why I want to compete with the creation of fate, Xiaoqing can't be resurrected for a day, I won't stop for a day, even if the nine heavens and ten earths are annihilated into ashes and all souls die, it can't shake my faith." ”

"Wuji, who is Xiaoqing?" Xuanyuan Qingyi, who was standing beside Wuji Saint Venerable, didn't understand what the two said.

"Xiaoqing is my love!" Feng Wuji said impatiently, frowning.

"What?" Xuanyuan Qingyi's delicate body trembled, and his face turned pale.

"Xuanyuan Qingyi, let me tell you! Feng Wuji doesn't like you at all, what he likes is Xiaoqing who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, but that Xiaoqing you may have heard just now, he was killed by Feng Wuji himself, he and your father fought upside down and collapsed for nine days, in order to control fate and resurrect Xiaoqing!" Yang Ling said loudly.

"Wuji, you told me that this is not true, what you like is me, right? You said before the seal that you wanted to save ......" Xuanyuan Qingyi said this, and suddenly stopped, and slowly let go of Wuji Saint Venerable's arm with both hands.

She slowly backed away, tears streaming down her cheeks in her eyes.

"Wuji, it turns out that you have been lying to me all along......"

"Yes, I did lie to you all along!" Feng Wuji didn't have the slightest mood swing.

"Why, since you don't like me, why do you want to save me in the Nine Nether Spring, and be so good to me, take care of me every day, and teach me to refine the Netherworld Condensation Divine Statue......" Xuanyuan Qingyi muttered with tears in his eyes.

"Because you are the daughter of creation!" Feng Wuji's mouth curled slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile, When I escaped from the gate of order, there was no place for me to stay in the world, and the Linglong Holy Monarch told me that the only place that could avoid your father's monitoring was the Nine Netherworld Spring in the weak water under the Kunlun Mountain, so I risked my life to go, and as a result, I met the White Tiger Saint Monarch in the weak water, I thought he was going to kill me, but I didn't expect him to pretend not to see it, and then I met you in the Nine Nether Spring, your identity is destined that you will not be so ruthlessly abandoned and suppressed by the creation of the world, the only possibility is ......"

The Wuji Saint Venerable looked up at the Inheritance Saint Venerable, with a smile on his face, "The only possibility is that the creation of the world doesn't want you to die, and wants to completely reverse your fate, so he uses the power of the Netherworld and reincarnation to continuously dissolve the power of fate on your body, but just when he was about to succeed, I saw you, and also, you told me that your name is Xiaoqing, which reminded me of the woman I love the most, so I decided to rescue you as revenge and punishment for him!"

"Haha, the creation of the world, you definitely didn't expect it, your favorite daughter died at an early age, you did not hesitate to lose the power of order to forcibly let him be contaminated with the power of fate to become a heavenly corpse, and then used the Nine Nether Spring to wash away the power of fate, in a vain attempt to make her truly resurrected, but unfortunately people are not as good as heaven, even if you are in charge of the nine heavens and ten earths, you don't know that your subordinates will betray you one by one, not only that, but your beloved daughter and you have also become enemies of life and death, but you still want to recast the nine heavens and ten earths, continue your high control, this time, I will definitely not let you succeed, since you didn't let me resurrect my woman at the beginning, then today, I will kill your daughter first……”

Wuji Saint Venerable stretched out his hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Qingyi's neck, and jet-black ripples erupted from his hand.

"Xiaoqing~" The Creator Saint Venerable's face changed greatly, and he raised his hand and grabbed it towards the Wuji Saint Venerable.

"Creation, I advise you not to be impulsive!" Wuji Saint Venerable lifted Xuanyuan Qingyi up.

The old face of the Creation Saint Venerable turned pale, and his outstretched arm suddenly stopped in the air, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Wuji, you tell me, you're lying to me, right, you tell me, you must be lying to me!" Xuanyuan Qingyi didn't struggle at all, and his beautiful face was filled with endless pale and sadness.

"Yes, I'm lying to you, I'm going to let your father taste the pain I had when I lost the woman I loved, and I have to repay him a hundredfold and a thousand times, so that he can understand the despair and helplessness that can be seen but can't be saved!"