The group was only dizzy for a while, their eyes closed, and in an instant, they landed steadily.

The familiar and down-to-earth touch is indeed in the human world.

Palace.

It should be the largest building complex belonging to the three dynasties of antiquity, especially here, with dense pavilions and endless water.

"What a lot of divine power." Yang Quli was alert.

The white jade wall, the brilliance here is really not ordinary like the dust.

"The scale of this layout...... It should be the temple building of the ancient sacrifice, the Xia Dynasty. Looking at the layout of the surrounding area, Yi Xuan seemed to have seen it before, and it was a very familiar building.

Xia Dynasty...... It was really a fantasy and ethereal era, a time and space where gods and demons were falling chaotically.

……

……

"Who are you, and how did you enter my temple?"

The cold wind behind me came with human voices.

In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed god paced, holding a thin little beast in his arms, and the blue stripes of aura between his eyebrows were dying.

"Meng Ji ????" Yi Xuan recognized at a glance that the little beast was clearly exactly the same as Bing Ji.

The goddess walked in indifferently and walked around the four of them, staring curiously at the four calm strangers.

"How?" Behind her, followed by the tall black-robed general, with a stab wound on his neck, carrying Kurosawa's spear, hiding under his robe, half of his hair was tied, and the bloody killing was not lost.

"Anyone?" The man asked, and followed the goddess.

"Demon ...... Evil ......" Yang Quli secretly reminded himself.

The goddess didn't pay much attention and went up to the throne.

"Four souls, why are there people, there is my breath......" She noticed the trace of her own aura on Nan Qi's body.

"Bai Zhen......" she noticed more.

When I closed my eyes, it was the long-lost spiritual power of the upper realm.

She is a seal, this guardian of many gods in the world.

"You were sent by the Celestial Realm?" She looks at you squarely.

"It's been a long time since the Celestial and Human Realms had been in contact......"

The general turned to face the four, spear in one hand, and prepared for it.

"Yes." Yan Xu answered.

Unrecognizable.

……

"Yi, let's leave it at that." Feng Yao paused for a moment, then ordered, "Place them with an enchantment first, and then ask slowly when you are free." ”

She seemed to have a headache and didn't want to mix it up now.

If they are people sent by the Heavenly Realm, and the boundary between man and heaven has been broken, how did they go to the lower realm??

Nowadays, strange things happen frequently in the human world, and she is tired, and she is really struggling.

Unable to receive the power of the Heavenly Realm, she didn't know how long she could hold on.

Xia Yi withdrew his hand, responded, and drew the ground as a prison.

"Please forgive me for the annoyance." He politely addressed the four of them.

Nan Qi hinted that he would not move.

Things are a little weird.

The Heavenly and Human Realms have lost contact for a long time, why did the four of them come down from the Heavenly Realm by such a coincidence?

In the dark, there seems to be something fueling the trouble.

……

"Yi, I'll heal this Meng Ji first, and you wait for me." She beckoned and put the injured Meng Ji down.

"Yes." Xia Yi stepped aside.

"Feng Yao......" he lowered his voice a little, "can you still hold on?" ”

Seal the ......

Yi Xuan and Yang Quli glanced at each other.

This is the goddess in the temple of Nassi Han????

That Meng Ji, is Bing Ji? Or is it the ancestor of Bingji???

That Xia Mingjun ......

"Yes." Feng Yao smiled lightly, "You're going to Kunlun, and I need to ask you to bring Meng Ji back." She stroked Meng Ji's fur.

What a beautiful creature, even more moving than Nuwa's people.

If there was no war on the human world, they would not have been so mutilated, and they would not have been so bloody.

What's going on in the world......

Heaven and man are cut off, and the human world is in chaos.

She sometimes even wonders if something happened to her, she is the goddess of the transformation of heaven and earth, and the transience of heaven and earth.

But she firmly believes that she has not changed, and she has always been the same.

She leaned on the palm of her hand, closed her eyes and used her aura, wrapping Meng Ji's body with a soft ball of light.

There was some pain in her heart, and her body shook several times.

Xia Yi saw it in his eyes, hesitated several times, and tried to move forward.

"Seal the ......"

It was a god on high, but for the sake of her partner, another god, guarded her creation.

She is a high god, but she personally works with humans and demons to defend peace in the world.

Sometimes Xia Yi feels that she is not a god, she is just a person with the breath of a god.

Obviously, there are emotions and flesh and blood creatures, but they are bound by the laurels of the gods, and there is too much joy and freedom.

Think more...... I want to take her to lose a look at the world she guards.

……

……

On that day, Xia Yi was ordered to go to Kunlun to attack the evil spirits in the northwest.

In the extreme cold land of the northwest, he has nothing to fear.

Feng Yao and him, only to pacify the chaos in the Central Plains, now, it is time for the human race to fight back, no matter how fast, before the heaven and man coincide, Feng Yao's divine power will be exhausted.

Now, except for the blue bird, who still maintains daily contact with the heavenly realm, everyone seems to have become accustomed to the days when heaven and earth are separated.

Only Xia Yi understands that losing the support of the heavenly realm, how painful it is to live a sealed life, and going out to fight every day to assist is all torment.

Only he saw how Feng Yao tried his best to absorb the free Heavenly Realm Spiritual Qi in the military tent on the front line, and how he suffered from the detachment of the divine energy inch by inch.

The most bitter god in the world is none other than her.

……

After Xia Yi set out on the expedition, Feng Yao returned to the temple, and with it, there was also a blue bird.

The green shirt was arrogant, and he also noticed the smell of whiteness when he entered.

"Seal the ...... What's going on......"

She saw four bored people sitting in the corner of the temple.

A powerful aura came from all around the four people.

Feng Yao sat in front of them, not saying a word.