Chapter 145: Peace
Incomplete worlds are always fragile, and she has seen many worlds collapse, and it is not difficult to understand what happens when the atmosphere disappears.
She had long known that the system's revenge could not be simple, but she never thought that this secret realm would collapse directly, because she had always thought that this secret realm was a folding space that existed dependent on the B version of the blue star.
Its vitality should be strong, and even if it is turbulent for a while, it can quickly recover itself.
But judging from the current situation, her guess is absolutely wrong, this is a small world that is casually pinched by the gods, so it will be vulnerable to the point that it will fall apart if it is pulled by the gods.
In front of the gods, she was just a very strong ant!
A single sneeze from a god can destroy the environment in which she lives!
This damn feeling is just too bad!
She was a little desperate.
But it was only for a moment, and she uprooted the seedlings of fear that had quickly sprouted and sprouted in her heart, and threw them out in disgust.
She just wants to fight such a god, and as long as she doesn't die, she will never rest.
Xue Hua jumped out of the spaceship.
Sure enough, she can also resist the wind without relying on external objects.
"Wan Xiu, Li Chen, hand over the mirror, I promise to take you away with me, and I will never break my word!"
Xue Hua was not the only smart person who knew that the secret realm was about to collapse, and Ming Xin and the others who had successfully escaped from the ancient secret forest that trapped them to death had witnessed the collapse of the ancient secret forest, and that kind of collapse was not any kind of collapse in their memory, but disappeared, and even their companions and their subordinates disappeared into the inexplicable nothingness without a sound.
There was once a female soldier who fled by Mingxin's hand, and her right leg escaped a little slower and was swallowed up by nothingness, and without her right leg, she was strong enough to flee with them at first, and only a few minutes later the base of the bloodless right leg began to spew out a large stream of blood like a fountain in their bewildered eyes, and the tower-like soldier only left three minutes of blood before turning into powder and disappearing.
No one wants to leave this terrifying secret realm more than them, and the mirror in Wan Xiu's hand is the easiest, most convenient and most effective way to leave here, and the condition she made peace was that Wan Xiu was destined to be subdued if he handed over the mirror.
Although she persuaded peace, the spell attack in her hand was a little more ruthless than before, and the sharp hail became larger, knocking on the door of the "round cake" shield like a meteorite.
Xue Hua had already returned to the spaceship, ignoring the eyes of the rookie brothers and sisters who looked at her in amazement that they could eat their fists, and used the technique of amplification to lobby Wan Xiu, who was dancing on top of the "round cake" and brewing some kind of big move:
"Stay with all your friends!
The collapse of the secret realm is imminent, and it will not be good for everyone to continue fighting, why don't we shake hands for the time being, and then divide the victory and defeat after leaving the secret realm? ”
Wan Xiu didn't pay attention to it, his spell at the cost of ten years of life was being cast at a critical moment, and of course he refused to give up just because of a word.
Mingxin, who was flying on top of the "round cake" and kept pouring hail all the time, recalled the various characteristics of the secret techniques of the Spirit Cloud Sect that her father had mentioned, and her heart was filled with a slight bad feeling.
Although she felt that in the case of being able to fight a peace or successfully escape at some cost, people with no brain disease would definitely not use those unlucky secret techniques that hurt the enemy by injuring a thousand and inflicting a thousand self-damage, but what if this surnamed Wan's brain is really not good?
"Retreat!"
In line with the idea of "safety first", Mingxin shouted and immediately flew towards Baiyun Peak's spaceship.
Yuan Run and Bian Ning glanced at each other and left the battle circle without hesitation, but do they want to go to Baiyun Peak's spaceship? They hesitated, and according to their clever interpretation, Xue Hua's smile just now was not very friendly.
Just when the two hesitated, they were stopped by Zhao Gongziling's angry and sharp voice:
"Kill him!!"
Yuan Run and Bian Ning had to accept the reluctance in their hearts, and pinched the sword trick and fought to the death with the man surnamed Ran.
Zhao Ling's right hand holding the folding fan covered the chest of the blood rush, he had already taken the hemostatic pill, but the incomparably wonderful pill in the past seemed to have no effect at all, and the soaring blood always reminded him of the appearance of those Tianshe slaves who died in front of his eyes.
Could it be that his incomparably noble Zhao Si is going to die like those dirty and lowly Tian Shenu?
No way! He can't die! He won't die!
He is the noble Zhao family's son-in-law! He is an immortal cultivator who is not affected by birth, old age, sickness and death, and cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation!
His master had told him how to condense the power of incense.
He wants to become a god!
He's going to be emperor!
He also wants to combine imperial power and divine power to create an immortal kingdom of God! Conquer all worlds, don't dare to disobey!
It's just that the hand that clutched his chest gradually lost its moist luster like a withered flower, and his originally handsome and extraordinary face was the same, like a dry bone covered in human skin.
This side of the ship.
"In Xia Li Qi, I wonder if Immortal Master Xue can make it convenient and let him take a ride for a while?"
Xue Hua didn't expect that the first to approach the spaceship were the woman in a gorgeous silk robe made of demon bird tail feathers and the boy behind her who was thin as a bolt of lightning.
"Of course"
Xue Hua smiled politely.
When Zhao Xuefei's master and servant three evacuated, she was entangled by the middle-aged man with the bell, and her senior sister really had a heart tied to the white lotus man, and went back to help.
As soon as she fell back, there were more Lingyun Sect monks hiding in the thick turtle shells on the "round cake" to join the long-range strikes against them, and then the muscle monster Helan Yuzhuo also joined the battle, and her iron palm combat power was somehow weakened a lot.
Xue Hua, whose attention was completely shifted to the changes in the environment, of course caught these selfless people, the "round cake" and the height of the spaceship she was in and the surface of the ground were constantly stretching, and this second was half a meter higher than the previous second.
Perhaps nature has regained its powerful self-purification ability, and the gray-yellow haze is only a layer as thin as a cicada's wings in the sky, and the living creatures on the ground that have been ravaged by that strange wind are already very scarce, and the mountains are valleys, and the valleys are mausoleums.
When the Divine Sense poked out, there was little vegetation and dirt cover on the ground, and it was all bare, which was extremely dense and could be used as a stone pile for the Stone Age to fight the prehistoric beasts.
Pile upon pile, some of which have tiny gaps between them, and the gaps are full of colorful light, as if there are rare treasures buried underneath.
Xue Hua's heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Alas~"
With a sigh, the dantian opened the gate and released a surging amount of true qi, surging along the route of the streamer slash with ease.
The Frost Sword burst out with a white light that was more dazzling than ever, and the huge brilliance blinded everyone present for a moment, and the huge sun fell on the "round cake" with incomparable precision like a projectile meteor.
Spirit Stone! Spirit Stone! Spirit Stone !!
The spirit stones accumulated for decades and hundreds of years, the spirit stones robbed from others, and the spirit stones that were forced to be mined by the miners day and night with a leather whip infused with true qi, were all thrown into the small pond in the center of the Divine Mirror that was forever rippling in circles.
The white light dissipated, and everyone in the Lingyun Sect breathed a sigh of relief in ecstasy, the Divine Mirror really lived up to the name of "money can pass through the gods"!
A large number of spirit stones were thrown into it to add the protective shield to a solid foundation, and they were as safe as Mount Tai under that powerful move, but the enemies who had no time to dodge around the Divine Mirror were subjected to devastating pond fish.
"It's a pity that little beauty with a round face"
"Wow, the little white face is really lucky, God has no eyes!"
"Hahaha~, that brute bear is quite capable, after returning to the sect, I must advise the elders to cultivate a little more to practice horizontal kung fu, the sect is lacking this kind of rough-skinned and thick-skinned mountain protection beast!"
"Well, we should practice more ourselves, the monk's body is finally weaker, and it would be terrible to be close to that thing! Isn't it? ”
The disciples of the Lingyun Sect who survived the catastrophe were discussing what the future would be, and it was obvious that their strength had not been damaged, and the enemy allies had been disabled by a big move by their own people, so of course they had no worries.
The majestic Master Wan ignored them, and they looked up:
Scare! Uncle Wan is injured!
I saw that Master Wan's face was gray, a large amount of blood was spilling from his mouth and nose, and it was difficult to even maintain a standing posture when they looked over, and he sat on the mirror.
His hands and feet twitched slightly involuntarily, and his spine seemed to lose its strength and leaned back, and Uncle Li quickly squatted down to support his back.
"Daoist friends of the Lingyun Sect, can you make peace now?"
Xue Hua flew over on the Frost Blossom Sword, and then summoned the Frost Blossom Sword into his hand, standing on the same level as them outside the "round cake".
The monks of the Lingyun Sect stared at her with eyes that were eager to frustrate her bones and ashes, if her eyes could kill, she would have been reincarnated thousands of times under the gaze of these hateful eyes.
"Yes, but Wan has one condition."
Wan Xiu seemed to have recovered a little, pushed away Senior Brother Li who was supporting him, and stubbornly stood up by himself.
"You say." Xue Hua has always been a person who respects the old and loves the young, and responds happily.
"Wan Mou took you out of the secret realm with him, but after leaving the secret realm, you have to escort us back to the Lingyun Sect."
The meaning should be, not excessive, Xue Hua bowed:
"Yes.
Dao heart swears, I'll come first. ”
She immediately used her true qi as a blade to slash open her palm and condense a drop of essence blood, and hit a set of magic techniques that most people in the cultivation world understood against the essence blood, and the crisp oath fell on the ears of everyone present word by word:
"I, Xue Hua, swear with my Dao heart: If Wan Daoyou takes me and others out of this secret realm safely, I will definitely escort them back to the Spirit Cloud Sect as promised!"
The oath was loud and sound, not only falling in everyone's ears, but also branded in the essence and blood with a mysterious power.
The ritual was accomplished, and the blood flew into her brow on its own initiative, and she didn't refuse.
On the "round cake", Wan Xiu also completed the ceremony under her gaze without any delay.
Xue Hua looked at Ming Xin, who had already returned to the deck of the spaceship, nodded to her tacitly, turned around and said something to a kind of master of Tang Kingdom, and after the masters of Tang Kingdom nodded in agreement, they entered the cabin to repair under Su Xueyan's arrangement.