Qian Zhenyan hurriedly looked at it after the golden light disappeared, but found that on the stone steps in front of the Nuwa Temple, there was no more Qian Lan's figure, nor her purple jade gourd and pot-shaped immortal weapon, so she couldn't help but glance at the white tiger, thinking that Qian Lan would not be exploded into ashes by the powerful rune arrows, right?

Of course, they wouldn't be so optimistic as they thought, Qianlan's disappearance doesn't mean that she is gone, at least Qianzhenyan doesn't have any abnormal reaction to prove that Qianlan was blown into ashes!

But after sensing it carefully, he really couldn't feel any breath fluctuations in Qianlan, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

The chaotic canopy did not disappear, but it did not press down downward, as if it was still in mid-air, which felt extremely strange.

The white tiger is still blessing the Yuan Force in the green bell, keeping the cyan light curtain undispersed, and still blocking the invasion of the chaotic sky.

There was silence all around, and the wind and flying sand had stopped, as if the previous great battle had never happened!

The more eerie the silence, the more unsettling it becomes, like the darkness before dawn, or the calm of the moment before a rainstorm!

In the temple of Nuwa, the statue of Nuwa's golden body with a human head and a snake body stands quietly.

And among the idols, no one would have thought of having another small world. This small world is high and wide, prosperous like a brocade, green grass, and patches of Buddha mulberry flowers bloom particularly brilliantly.

Qian Lan, who was lying quietly on the ground, desperately absorbed the rich immortal qi in the small world, and saw that the golden blood in the pierced palm had stopped gushing out, and then let out a long breath.

However, as the thunder on the horizon got closer and closer, Qianlan's face became more and more ugly.

She doesn't have time to stalemate with these lowly ants anymore, she must fight quickly!

Therefore, she closed her eyes, and a wisp of essence shot out of her mind that penetrated Qianzhenyan's eyebrows, her lips opened lightly, and she murmured, "Qianzhenyan, come back, you are me, I am you, come back quickly!" ”

Qian Zhenyan's brain suddenly dizzy, and her eyes appeared numb and sluggish.

She only felt that there were voices in her ears constantly recalling, like a lullaby, constantly absorbing her steps and slowly moving forward.

Looking at her stiff figure and numb eyes, the white tiger roared, "Qianzhenyan, stop!" ”

However, Qian Zhenyan didn't seem to be able to hear his voice, and still slowly moved forward.

The white tiger was shocked, and hurriedly shouted at Leng Feiyan, who was protected by Bi Fang, "Shenzi, you stop Qian Zhenyan, she is about to be summoned back!" She's going to die! ”

The words were like a magic spell, instantly awakening Leng Feiyan, who had passed out, and he opened his eyes vigorously and stood up.

Looking around, Qian Zhenyan's stiff body, his step-by-step steps, and his hollow and numb eyes all made him change color in horror, and his figure stopped in front of her, and he hugged her in his arms and shouted, "Zhenyan, wake up, I am not a word, I am cold!" Didn't you say that you wouldn't be controlled by Chiran? She is her, you are you, she is a demon, a nightmare for all living beings, but you are not, you have the people you love, you have your own mission to protect, wake up, hurry! ”

His voice provoked rebellion in Qian Zhenyan's brain, and a brief hint of confusion appeared in her blood-red eyes, and her face struggled with a little distortion.

Seeing this, Qianlan was furious, closed her eyes, pondered and continued to chant the mantra, "Qianzhenyan, come back, you are me, I am you, come back quickly!" ”

The idea of resistance in Qian Zhenyan's brain was like being suddenly pinched by an invisible giant hand, and she couldn't move for a while.

Seeing that the struggle in her eyes gradually disappeared, her legs continued to move forward numbly, Leng Feiyan was anxious, desperately hugging her to stop her.

Qian Zhenyan's strength was too great, and he pushed Leng Feiyan to retreat step by step.

"No, Zhenyan, wake up, don't be at the mercy of her, don't be controlled by her! Have you forgotten that Brother Luo Qingzhu, who died innocently and tragically in the Great Wilderness, as well as my master, Uncle Luo Lingyang, and your master Mingxuan! ”

A sound of "Ming Xuan" was like a ray of light suddenly projected in the darkness, which instantly stimulated Qian Zhenyan's brain, and she wanted to struggle again, wanting to get rid of the giant hand that had been pinching her natal thinking, and her footsteps naturally stopped.

Looking at the red and black light that kept flashing in her eyes, as well as the beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, Leng Feiyan knew that Qian Zhenyan was fighting against Qian Lan's powerful thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel like a knife.

However, Leng Feiyan knew that no one could help Qian Zhenyan, she could only rely on her own strength to compete with Qian Lan, and she could only rely on her powerful mind to defeat Qian Lan's control, and no one could help her!

Holding her stiff, increasingly cold body hard, Leng Feiyan kept calling in her ear, "Zhenyan, think about Ziyi and Xiao Mei, they all sacrificed, all to compete with the witch Qianlan, and so many monks in Qiankun Academy, as well as all the innocent people in the Great Wilderness who volunteered to maintain the goddess figure without stopping the effect, all of this is a nightmare brought by Qianlan, she has turned the mortal world into nine hells, so many ghosts and resentful spirits are crying to us, telling us about Qianlan's evil deeds!" So, we can't give up, we must be strong, we have to fight until the last moment, come on! ”

In Qianzhenyan's mind, two voices continued to intertwine and echo, and one voice told her, "Don't resist, you and I are one, as long as you come back, you are still the high goddess Qianlan, you can enjoy the endless course of life, you can live with heaven and earth, and you can turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain!" ”

Another voice told her, "Don't believe Qianlan, she's a devil, she's a monster, she's destroying the mortal world, she's relentlessly harvesting life, she's just using you, don't trust her!" We must resist strongly, we must fight for ourselves, and we must fight for the hundreds of millions of beings in the mortal world! ”

The two voices were like two saws, constantly cutting through her mind, making her tremble in pain and her face distorted terribly.

"Zhenyan, come on, I'm here, I'll always be with you......!" Sensing her pain, Leng Feiyan empathized, tears rained down, he desperately hugged her, desperately screaming in her ear.

Even the white tiger on the side was hazy and moved.

And in the great wilderness, all the mortal beings who watched all this through the water mirror were silently shouting, "Hold on, goddess Qianzhenyan, you must hold on, we pray to you, make a wish to you, we must defeat ourselves, defeat the witch!" ”

However, no matter how firm and powerful Qianzhenyan's mind is, it is not as good as the goddess Qianlan after all, seeing that the red light in her eyes gradually replaced the black light, her numb legs continued to move forward, and Leng Feiyan shouted, "No, Zhenyan, don't!" ”

It's a pity that at this time, Qian Zhenyan has been completely suppressed by Qian Lan's thoughts, and her own thoughts are imprisoned by that invisible giant hand too much, and she is powerless to struggle and move again. (To be continued.) )