Candle Zero stood in the clouds, staring at the man in a blue gauze not far away, entangled with a black mist, and his heart became more and more nervous.

The lip flap has been bitten bloodless, the center of the eyebrows is tightly frowned, and the fists in the wide sleeves are clenched more and more solidly, without the slightest gap.

This is a big battle between immortals, and a small god like himself is not qualified to participate in the war at all because of his low mana!

Even if there is a small god who is willing to rush forward, it will only send him to death, so now he can only be an outsider from afar.

"Master, the Immortal ......" Seeing that the black mist was about to envelop Chi Chong, he anxiously held back his tears, and looked sideways at the woman in purple clothes standing next to him, and said worriedly.

For thousands of years, there has not been a moment when Master's lips have not been like now, even if even a little god can see that the blue-clothed Chi Chong Shangxian is currently down, but Master She can still be so light and light.

Master is different from a little god like himself, Master is an immortal, and Master's rank in the Heavenly Clan is even higher than Chi Chong, who is fighting with the black mist at this time!

I really don't understand, why is Master and her old man still indifferent in the face of such an urgent war?

"Master, Shangxian is really dying!" couldn't help but remind again.

This time, seeing the master close his eyes leisurely, it was very comfortable.

Maybe others don't know, but they know it very well in their hearts, and the master is obviously impatient when he shows this expression.

So is Master sure that Chi Chong will win when he ascends to the Immortals?

Turning his head again to look at the battle between Chi Zhong and the Black Mist.

If it were from the eyes of mortals, he would definitely not feel that this was a war, but he was also the god of the Celestial Clan, and his name was also engraved on the Celestial Clan's divine book by Si Ji Yuanjun himself, how could he not see at this moment that this black mist was the demonic qi practiced by the Demon Clan.

Looking around, everyone was staring at the battlefield tightly, and even if their fingernails plucked their palms with blood, no one stepped forward to help.

Could it be that the name of the Celestial Clan's bravery and good at fighting is all false?

Seeing that the black mist was about to overflow the top of Chi Chong's head, suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of him, shaking all around.

What is it?

Could it be that the immortals have exerted their strength?

Just when he was curious, he saw a woman fall into Chi Chong's arms, and the black mist had long since disappeared.

He looked at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and disbelief, but just as he hesitated, he saw that the master had already rushed forward with the other immortals, surrounding the monsters that showed their original forms not far away.

Looking up, the monster surrounded by the immortals in the center was a red wolf with red eyes and fangs.

"Hahaha. The red wolf tilted his head and laughed, his voice was like a broken string, harsh and ugly, "Ignorant child, just a few of you, do you also want to trap the deity?"

"Fu Ling, your demon clan has been frequently attacking recently, disturbing the purity of my heavenly clan, it is very hateful, today this monarch spares you from death, go back and tell Lian Shuo, if you dare to attack again, the heavenly clan will definitely send troops and raze the flood to the ground!" I don't know when, the heavenly monarch in red gold armor has already stood in front of the red wolf, holding a demon sword, pointing at the demon clan's Fu Ling and scolding sharply.

Fu Ling raised the wolf's head into the air again, and howled twice, "Zulong, if you don't kill me today, I will come to you tomorrow......!"

With the fall of Fu Ling's mournful laughter, the red light appeared, and when the red light dissipated, the figure of the red wolf disappeared.

The Heavenly Monarch let go of the Demon Clan's Fuling Protector.

When he looked at it again, Chi Chong Shangxian and the woman in his arms had disappeared.

"Candle Zero! Go home! Rest will be noisy in the future!" A dark shadow flashed in front of him, and the master's stern reprimand sounded in his ears.

It seems that Master is very dissatisfied with his performance today.

......

Surrounded by the sea, full of mountains and bamboos, Wuji Mountain is also!

In the Zihuan Palace, Nan Heng, who was dressed in white and black hair, stood quietly beside the coffin, seeing that Chi Chong's lips were white and his face was bloodless, he asked worriedly, "Have you thought about it?" After a fight with Ji Ling, you are already seriously injured now, if you use half of your cultivation to help Chun Ji to live in the mortal world, it will take tens of thousands of years to recover the current Eight Successes Strength, how should you inherit the position of Master's sect leader!"

Slowly and sluggishly, he took his eyes off the coffin, and nodded solemnly at Shang Nanheng's inquiring gaze: "Chun Ji disregarded her life, and dissipated the qi of the demon with her supreme yin qi, so that I can spare my life, if this favor is not repaid, how can I serve the public in the future?"

"So I have avenged it for you. The corners of Nan Heng's lips hooked slightly, raised his hand and put his palm on the coffin, and between the overturns, there was a golden yellow air mass the size of a fist in his palm.

Raising his eyes to look at Chi Chong, he said in a low voice: "Later, I will cast a spell to entrust Chunji's primordial spirit to be born in the mortal world, and thousands of years later, it is unknown whether there may be a fairy fate." ”

"In this way, thank you Senior Brother!" Chi Chong arched his hand again and thanked Nan Heng.

Nan Heng shook his head helplessly, "You are seriously injured now, and when I am done, you will go down to the mortal world to go through a few tribulations, or you can recover some cultivation." ”

"Thank you, senior brother, if you don't settle Chun Ji's immortal body, Chi Zhong has no other intentions. Chi Zhong lowered his eyelids, and he looked stubborn and made up his mind, which made Nan Heng a little distracted for a while.

After a long time, Nan Heng sighed lightly, "Senior brother, don't get caught up in obsession, let's do it for yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, his five fingers bent, and he took the golden air mass into his palm, closed his eyes and began to cast the spell.

The green bamboo of Wuji Mountain instantly became a little dim because of Nanheng's spell, but the depths of Nancheng Mountain in the mortal world were much brighter because of this.

Five hundred years later.

The birds chirp in Nancheng Mountain, the flowing water murmurs, the peach blossoms are all over the field, the fragrance floats, and it is isolated from the world.

"Late! Hurry!" In the grass, a small white piglet snorted in its mouth, and its four hooves jumped wildly towards the village not far away.

The little piglet ran into the fenced courtyard in the north of the village, and suddenly a golden light emanated from its body.

When I looked at it again, the originally cute and loving little piglet had turned into a beautiful girl wearing a blue skirt.

"Stop arguing! I know. The girl waved impatiently at the two magpies above her head, and the two magpies swished twice, and then got into the knot of the red rope around her wrist.

Lifting the corners of his skirt and standing on tiptoe, he carefully walked from the backyard to the front yard, and then ducked through the window, and stood quietly against the wall at the door of the wooden house.

Holding his breath, the man's intimidating voice sounded in his ears.

"Good chance!"

The probe squinted and saw that the gentleman was turning his back, and saw the right moment to quickly run to his seat.

Successfully rushed to his seat and sat down, raised his eyes to see that Mr. slowly turned around, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Sir, I have something to say!" Suddenly, Gu He, who was next to him, raised his hand, and Wu stood up from his seat.

Damn! The whole pig village is this old man who can't get along with herself, shouldn't she want to report herself to her husband?

The gentleman looked at Gu He, raised his hand holding the book, and motioned for her to speak.

"She!" so He raised his arm and pointed towards him, "Juju just sneaked in from outside, trying to deceive Mr., should he be punished?"

Gritted his teeth and looked at Gu He, at this moment, I really want to pull this girl out and beat her violently!

"Juju, is there such a thing?" asked the gentleman, turning his head mercilessly.

Facing Mr. Shang's aggressive gaze, Juju instantly shuddered, clenched his fists, and slowly stood up with his head buried in his head.