Streamers appeared on the small grave, gathered together to form a young figure, he was dressed in simple green clothes, his body was tall and his face was handsome, and what was a little different from ordinary people was that he had a third eye on his forehead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Second generation ancestor!" Sheng Feng Yang and Sheng Xi exclaimed excitedly, they never thought that under this small tomb, there would be one of their ancestors, and it was the second generation of the Spirit Clan.

Since they were young, they have memorized the faces of the Holy Spirit of the past generations, even if they have the breath Dou Min engraved in their hearts, they will definitely not admit their mistakes.

"The second generation of the Holy Spirit is actually him, and he is also an old acquaintance. Yu Chun's face showed nostalgia, and then he smiled strangely, "This kid's name is very interesting, it's called Shengqingqing." ”

Ning Fei was speechless for a while, but he only stimulated the true divine appearance, constantly shattering and confinement.

"The true god has reappeared. Saint Qingqing's gaze swirled between Ning Fei and the True One God, and only to hear a snap, the large array next to the True One God collapsed, dissipating and becoming invisible.

Ning Fei was shocked, what kind of ability was this, the collapse of this large array did not reveal the slightest strength, and when he made a move, he did not feel the slightest fluctuation in strength.

"Isn't it the Wu Clan?" Saint Qingqing frowned slightly, and then looked at Saint Feng Yang and Saint Xi slightly, "The Tianjiao of my Spirit Clan is still very good. ”

With a flick of his fingers, two points of light sank into the foreheads of the two people, illuminating their foreheads, and a mysterious aura came out of the third eye.

"Can you escape?" Sheng Qing smiled lightly, and the momentum of the whole person changed, and a terrifying coercion was like time, filling the whole world in an instant.

At this moment, the Yellow Spring fell, whether it was the first star or other stars of life, all living beings felt that they were looking in the direction of Shengqingqing, countless living beings bowed and worshipped, and the immeasurable qi of faith and merit suddenly poured out from the void and poured into Shengqingqing's body, making his body like substance.

The sound in the sky is clear, the avenue is drooping down the color, and the pieces are like waterfalls in the sky, and the earth and the void are gushing out of clusters of green lotuses, and the waterfall is clustered around the sacred and solemn body in the middle.

Saint Qingqing has become the only one in the world, as if he is an eternal existence, his power is as vast and profound as the starry sky, and as powerful and majestic as a heavenly tribulation, which is completely beyond the measurement of ordinary people.

His aura is strong, no one can fight against him, Saint Feng Yang and Saint Xi are Spirit Clansmen, they can only feel cordial to this kind of breath, and it doesn't hurt, but Ning Fei and them are different.

With a sonorous sound, the bluestone fragment rushed out and hung above Ning Fei's head, resisting that great coercion, as if facing a great enemy, a mysterious thought stirred inside, as if an extremely terrifying existence was about to awaken.

Yu Chun approached Ning Fei, but he was also stained, not oppressed by that kind of breath, but he was pitiful to the three brothers of the Wu clan, who were ruthlessly pressed to the ground by Fang Daozhen before, and he had not yet recovered, and he suffered this kind of coercion, lying on the ground one by one, and his whole body fell to the ground.

"This magic weapon...... I have never seen such a magic weapon in the world, just a fragment, with this kind of power. Sheng Qingqing's eyes narrowed on the bluestone fragment, and then gently stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, Fang Daozhen, who had fled not knowing how far, flew back from the extreme distance and flew quickly.

In Fang Daozhen's exclamations and begging for mercy, his body became smaller and smaller, and finally became a small person the size of a thumb, which fell on the palm of Sheng Qingqing's hand, and was slightly pinched by him, turning into a faint rain of light to dissipate the void.

"Hasn't the Holy Spirit Divine Appearance been born yet?" Saint Qingqing's divine thoughts instantly skipped the Beginning Star, raised his head and whispered, and then his gaze fell on Ning Fei's body, deep and bright, "You are different from the other True One Gods, will there be a strongest opponent in the future Holy Spirit Divine Appearance?"

After concentrating for a while, the aura on his body gradually converged, and he was a plain big brother next door, with a kind face, looking at him at this time, no one would have thought that it was such a person who could easily capture Fang Daozhen who had escaped far away, and kill him easily, the kind of power that surpassed the emperor was not something they could imagine at all.

"When the Holy Spirit appears, the eclipse will return. Sheng Qingqing muttered to himself, a little bit of light did not enter Ning Fei's forehead, there was no scripture method, there were just waves of life feelings.

Ning Fei's breath suddenly became deep, as if he had experienced a lot of things, and the whole person was not shocked from then on, but in an instant, he recovered again, but there was more simplicity in his eyes, a little more calm and mature.

"I also hope that my predecessors will give me the law. The three Wu brothers were already deeply attached to the ground, and they simply raised their heads, with dirt and grass roots on their faces, looking very embarrassed.

Shengqing Qingqing, shot out two points of light, and as soon as he lifted his footsteps, the space around him rippled, as if his whole person was suddenly about to disappear here.

"And this seat!" exclaimed.

With a sigh, Sheng Qingqing fell down in one step, and the whole person had disappeared, leaving nothing for Yu Chun in the end.

I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Sheng Qingqing stepped out and looked at the grave below, and the silence shrouded a piece of heaven and earth.

There are so many cultivators in ancient times, but there are very few in each generation who can become saints, and every saint has a long life, which is not comparable to others. The emperor has a long lifespan, but at most it is only 10,000 years, which is too different from the sage.

Saint Qingqing looked at the graves below, there were his friends, his closest relatives, and even his enemies, the moment he became a saint, he was destined to have too much loneliness in this life.

One after another relatives and friends have exhausted their lives in a long time, leaving him, leaving him alone in the world, and those former enemies seem so kind in his eyes, how he hopes that they can live longer.

Although there have always been people in the world, and there have always been clansmen, only by looking at those who carry the memories of the past, his heart will not be empty.

In the long road of the strong, he got invincible, but he got a deeper loneliness, look at this mangmang world, although there are many living beings, but there is only loneliness in his heart.

He walked slowly through each grave, although the tombstone has become dilapidated under the power of the years, and it is difficult to identify the original state, but he still clearly remembers the owner of each tomb, and he can still remember the scenes of the past, whether happy or sad, angry or annoyed, young impulsive, and old and calculating.

Memories are rolling in his heart like a tide.

He walked slowly, and finally came to an ancient tree that had long since died, but had not decayed.

"The old friends are gone, and I can't stay for too long, I just want to fight for the last time, are you willing to accompany me?"

With a clear sound, a sharp edge suddenly rushed out of the ancient tree, and the dead ancient tree suddenly burst into life, reaching the end of life in an instant, and then turned into light and rain withered.

"It's so stingy, it's dead anyway, what are you afraid of leaving a little inheritance, and this seat is not an outsider. Yu Chun said dissatisfied.

Ning Fei turned to look at Yu Chun and said a little strangely, "Do you really know him? ”

Without oppression, Wu Tianxing jumped up and said firmly: "He definitely doesn't know." ”

At the same time, Wu Di Xing and Wu Ren Xing got up, and they both cast disbelieving glances at Yu Chun, even Sheng Feng Yang and Sheng Xi did not believe it.

"Of course I know, it is the Holy Spirit God who has never been defeated, and the True One God of the same generation has been defeated by him. How many times do you want to say this work, this seat was a saint back then, and there were not a few saints who knew him, and the Dao Venerable knew several. Yuchun shouted loudly, but few people listened to him.

"Is there such a saint in heaven and earth?" Wu Dixing teased, "We have all heard about what you did in the Holy Courtyard in the past, and there is nothing new, but it is just voyeurism. ”

Yu Chun was ashamed and angry, and was about to refute, when he felt a majestic and mighty force rising from the land of the Spirit Clan, a golden light long sword crossed the sky, and the Saint Qingqing, who had just left, held the long sword in his hand, and was heroic, and he dodged into a place of the Spirit Clan.

Almost at the same time, everyone felt the breath of the Spirit King Banner, which merged with the Holy Qingqing and suddenly disappeared.

"The holy weapon, it's just a pity, the origin has been greatly damaged, and it can only go through a big stand. Yuchun sighed.

"That's the Valley of Ghosts, and the ancestors went to the Valley of Ghosts. The Holy Wind said.

"What is he going to do?" Ning Fei asked.

"There is a great enemy in the world in the Valley of Ghosts, which has not been completely destroyed, the predecessors have killed countless times, but they have never been able to break the roots, they continue to breed, and there will always be new powerful existences born. The ancestors are gone, and they will never be seen again. "Shengxi Road.

Yu Chun said solemnly: "He didn't have much time left, this residual Yuan Ling was awakened by the qi of the True One God, and he knew that there was not much time, so he naturally wanted to fight and take care of a little trouble for future generations." The true god has appeared, and he knows that the eclipse is coming, and he has no effort to survive with future generations. ”

In this way, his awakening was entirely about dealing with the eclipse. "Wu Tianxingdao.

Yu Chun sighed: "After fighting all his life, exterminating the enemy, and finally dying, he has to think about future generations, he has never had an easy life in this life." If it weren't for the spiritual preaching, he would have been the strongest Holy Spirit. With so many holy spirits, in the end, all the bones of the lost corpses remained, and only he could leave his physical body, which shows the profundity of his cultivation. ”

"Neither the Witch Ancestor nor the Spirit Ancestor were able to leave their bodies as Dao Venerables?" Ning Fei said in shock.

Yu Chun nodded, looked at the small tomb next to him, and said meaningfully: "When the future catastrophe comes, the Holy Spirit God has not yet been born, and his physical body needs to be manipulated by you." ”

"What?" Not only Ning Fei, but even everyone else was shocked, especially Saint Feng Yang and Saint Xi, their faces were very bad, it was the flesh of their ancestors, how could they let him fall into the hands of outsiders, but in order to deal with the future tribulation, they had to do so.

"The image of the Holy Spirit will be born. The Holy Wind said firmly.

"I'm afraid it's too late to be born. Your life is full of dangers, but there is no sign of the birth of a saint, this is extremely terrible in the eclipse eclipse, you must know that every eclipse eclipse, there must be a sage level, there is no counterpart power among the monks, there is no way to fight against it. Yu Chun said with a gloomy face.