Chapter 44: The Heart of Heaven, the Soul of Earth

"Impossible!" Bai Feng stared at his cloudy eyes and shouted: "He is already so powerful that no one in the world can beat him, how can he still break through, his strength has reached a critical point!" ”

Xi sneered and scolded, "Idiot! The position of the Nine Heavens Supreme can only be sat on when you reach the level of daily cultivation, how can you sit on the position of a little god! You don't know, do you? After cultivating to reach the power of the superior gods, he also breaks through, and breaks through the realm after cultivation: heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars, stars, universe, and heaven! The ten stages of heavenly cultivation are advanced to earth cultivation, and the ten stages of earth cultivation are advanced to daily cultivation, and so on.

Although his strength is strong, it has not yet reached the critical point of strength! You fool not only kills others, but you kill yourself! ”

"You me! How can it be! How is this possible! ”

"Whew! Stupidity! How could it be! Xi glanced at him disdainfully, and said with a smile: "With your intelligence and strength, the supreme position will never belong to you, even if you sit on the throne, you will not be able to withstand his strength, and you will explode and die!" ”

Xi looked down at the ancient inscription on the heavenly altar, laughing cold and desperate, looking at his daughter who was numb as if he had lost his soul, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his beautiful hand like white jade bowed into the shape of a claw, stabbing into Yuan's corpse, taking out the glittering heart inside, and the soul aura on his body was presented one after another.

She looked at her daughter on the heavenly altar gently, and her voice was soft: "Good Huang'er, don't cry, when your mother seals this place, Huang'er will forget everything and go to the mortal world!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the heart that Xi was holding was shining brightly, and the soul sealing formation patterns around his body appeared.

"Use the Heart of Heaven as a medium to forge the seal of the ancients!"

"I am willing to sacrifice the heart of heaven and the soul of the earth to my lord!"

"Celestial Boundary, Seal!"

Suddenly the light was in full bloom......

"No, don't, don't!" In the dream, An Jiu saw everything in the dream clearly as a bystander, but then the dream mirror was shattered.

Broken dreams will be forgotten cleanly, and what will happen to those who remember again?

An Jiu's heart hurt like a tear, and he suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, sat up in shock, sweating profusely, and gasping for breath.

Qi Xiu, who came back from the ancestral hall, happened to pass by the door of his room, heard An Jiu's panicked shout, hurriedly pushed the door in, walked to the side of the bed to wipe her sweat, and asked, "What's the matter, is it a nightmare?" ”

An Jiu looked at Qi Xiu with a confused expression: "Well, it seems to be." ”

"Don't be afraid, my mother told me that my dreams are all fake." Qi Xiu gently patted An Jiu's back and comforted him softly.

"Hehehehe, I'm a little fairy, I'm not afraid of this!" An Jiu pouted: "I just don't know why I was scared." ”

"What kind of dream can you scare the little fairy."

Qi Xiu just teased her casually, thinking that she would answer narcissistically, but she lowered her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes blocked the confused and painful look under her eyes, and said briskly: "Huh~ I forgot!" ”

An Jiu tried hard to recall, but he didn't think about it, but his heart hurt very much, and An Jiu held his heart and thought hard.

Qi Xiu held her little hand covering her heart with one hand, pulled her whole little person into his arms, and comforted her gently: "Xiao Jiu just needs to be happy, just forget it if you can't think of it." ”

Qi Xiu rubbed her head, a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by gentleness.

An Jiu leaned on his arms, consciously warm and reassured, rubbed his chest, and said dissatisfiedly: "Look, you have messed up my bun." ”

"Then I'll help you comb it." Qi Xiu untied her hairband, the three thousand ink hair spread out with a unique peach blossom fragrance, and he took out the half-glowing white jade comb left by his mother from his sleeve, and combed An Jiu's hair one by one.