"This is the soul space of the evil god?" Feng Qiwu said in shock.

Didn't Yuwen say that this was an ancient battlefield 10,000 years ago?

Chapter 172 too.

Seeing that the statue was as translucent as jade, and there was a dagger buried in the heart, and the blood was heavy, the person's face seemed to be full of relief, but there was anxiety in his eyes.

That's probably the statue of the evil god!

Feng Qiwu thought silently in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Yuan Que was such a charming person in his previous life, in this dilapidated palace, only that statue still remained bright, not stained with any dust, perfect like a jade man, with a milky white halo.

"That's the bones of the Evil God-sama—" Chapter 172 came in later, and disappeared without a trace for a moment.

"Husband!" Feng Qiwu was frightened, and hurriedly helped him up, seeing that he was no longer conscious, he was flustered, and was busy checking his pulse, seeing that his pulse was very unstable, sometimes as fierce as a storm, and sometimes as stable as a peaceful lake, and he couldn't see why.

The Third Ancestor came over, checked into the condition of Yuan Que, and said, "He's fine, the power of the Evil God Lord is entering his body, and he is slowly transforming his muscles and veins in this life, and he will wake up soon." ”

Although he said this, Feng Qiwu was still worried, watching that after absorbing the halo on his body, the inch of his skin also bloomed with milky white brilliance, and the whole person was shrouded in a dreamlike brilliance, which was unreal.

After the halo in the body of the evil god completely flowed into the body of the evil god, the body was no longer shiny, and a gust of wind blew, and the body quickly weathered, and in the blink of an eye, it became a pile of white ashes, and disappeared with the wind, and the other five corpses were the same.

The third Yan sighed: "The wish of the ancestors has finally come true, and they can rest in peace-"

Everyone sighed in their hearts, but now is not the time, this land has begun to shake again, just like when this palace appeared.

"Get out of here quickly, the Spirit Nine Palace is about to disappear!" The third Yan shouted, everyone had already rushed out, Feng Qiwu hugged the Yuan Que on the back of the iron bull, and flew out of the palace with the white lotus.

Out of the Nine Palaces of the Spirit, there was another earth-shattering vibration behind them, and when everyone looked again, they saw that the Nine Palaces of the Spirits slowly sank into the ground, and finally, the cracks closed, and the land was a peaceful grain of sand, and there was nothing.

The people buried in the Nine Palaces of the Spirit and the Nine Palaces of the Spirit can finally rest in peace, and I am afraid that they will never appear again in the future.

Everyone bowed a few more times in that direction, which was a kind of awe for the strong.

And Feng Qiwu's gaze never left the rook for a moment, he slept quietly on the back of the iron bull, his whole body was shrouded in that milky white halo, and he was undergoing some kind of transformation.

Feng Qiwu looked at him, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxed, as if he was experiencing something in a coma, and he was very sad now.

"Husband, husband!" Feng Qiwu called a few times, but she didn't see Yuan Que wake up, so she didn't bother him, just waited silently on the side.

But her heart is up and down, and she always feels that after she wakes up, she will face a stranger.

She sat silently on the back of the iron bull, put the robe in her arms, looked at his face in a daze, and even a little greedy, as if she was afraid that the next moment, this face would become unfamiliar, so strange that she couldn't recognize it.

Everyone stopped, waiting for Que to wake up.

The third ancestor went around his obedient disciple again, Chu Lan didn't get tired of it, and he couldn't get close to Fengqiwu, so he had to look at it from a distance.

The white lotus looked at the little peacock, and spared no effort to teach it the ** gambling skills of his body, only half a day, the little peacock was already able to use its bird feet to skillfully throw out the leopard, the flower-faced cat watched them play dice, and was anxious to turn around on the side, but his paws were indeed not as flexible as the little peacock, so he had to look at the dry eyes.

Ou Wuchen also came out, because Feng Qiwu's strength has improved rapidly, his strength has also risen, and he has also reached the realm of five tribulations, he came out and saw Feng Qiwu holding the unconscious Yuanque, with a thick worry on his face, so he also stood quietly on the side, with Feng Qiwu, silently waiting for Yuanque.

Third Yan, the leader of the third family, also came over.

"Miss Feng!" He was very quiet, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

"What's the matter with the seniors?" Feng Qiwu is still respectful and authentic.

Third Yan said: "After the evil god wakes up this time, some of his memories will be awakened, and when the time comes, I hope that Miss Feng will not stop him." ”

Feng Qiwu also understood the meaning of these words, she looked at Yuan Que with love in her eyes.

"If he wants to, why should I stop him."

If he really becomes a different person, it is also his choice......

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The second anniversary, ah.......

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