Chapter 1006 The Most Perfect Descendant of the Nuwa Clan

On the raging River Styx, bamboo rafts swim upstream.

On the bamboo raft, Sora was wearing a gray cloth robe, a pair of monk's straw sandals, a bare head, and three dark gold stripes directly above his forehead. He held a bamboo pole leisurely, just like decades ago, he didn't have that amazing spirit, nor did he have a very strong soul breath and spiritual pressure.

However, there is a difference, when Ye Qingcheng saw him for the first time, he was like an ordinary person. And now, he no longer gives people the feeling of being ordinary, in him, there is an ethereal and clear feeling, like the purity and purity of the white lotus. The bamboo raft is still the bamboo raft that Yuntian sat on at that time, the bamboo pole is still the same bamboo pole, and the empty is still the indifferent monk, the only difference is that when he sent Yuntian away, Kong's expression was desolate and full of unknown piety about the road ahead, and now he has more detachment and calmness to see through all things.

The girl behind him looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but how old she was from the Fa from her appearance. She sat playfully cross-legged, with long red hair cascading down her waist like a waterfall, wearing a black cloak, and her eyes were crystal clear. She is very handsome, sunny, cheerful and lively with the characteristics of a girl.

The gate of the majestic dungeon slammed shut, and the turbid yellow waves rolled away. The leisurely bamboo raft is in stark contrast to this earth-shattering scene.

After the raft exited the gate, it didn't travel long before it came to a stop near the bank of the River Styx. Then, Sora and the red-haired girl got off the raft and walked forward along the shore. During this period, the Hellfire always stared at the girl, his eyes were deep, his expression was slightly solemn, the ancient spear was still in his hand, and Zen Ziqing and the Heavenly Machine Daoist were still imprisoned by his divine power.

The red-haired girl was only a little surprised to see the fire when she came out, and then she was annihilated by the joy in her heart, and she didn't care about anything else.

As Sora passed by the Hellfire, he folded his hands and bowed respectfully to the Hellfire, and then continued to walk forward. However, Hellfire's expression was a little unbelievable, and he didn't seem to know Sora.

This move made the girl very confused, and said, "Who is he?"

"My shaper, an amazing character. Sora's tone was indifferent, he just bowed, did not stop, and did not say hello.

"Isn't your shaper Yuntian?" the girl said incomprehensibly.

"Yuntian is the one who gave me soul and life. Sora and the girl didn't care about the Stygian's gaze, and calmly passed by him, "But before I was alive, I was just a puppet sculpture, and the person who shaped me was him, the ancestor of the beast, the Stygian Fire." ”

"It turns out that he is the Hellfire!" the girl turned her head to look at the Hellfire in surprise and said, "No wonder the cultivation is so high. It's just that it took 100,000 years to cultivate from a demigod to a true god, which is a bit too slow. ”

Obviously, it was just a chance encounter, and neither side expected it.

A haughty smile tugged at the corners of Hellfire's mouth, no longer focusing on them. Then, the tip of the ancient spear in his hand flashed with a dangerous light again, and the two Zen Ziqing, who were imprisoned by divine power and couldn't move, couldn't help but be extremely nervous.

Just as the ancient spear was about to be thrown out by the Dark Fire, a girl's voice came.

"Wait!"

Hearing this, the Hellfire put down the raised ancient spear again, turned his face puzzled and with a hint of anger, and said, "Little girl, don't think that you and I both have Nuwa blood, so you can interfere with me." ”

"Originally, we are passers-by, and what you do has nothing to do with me. The red-haired girl said, "But, do you know what the situation is in the underworld now?"

Stygian didn't speak, he couldn't figure out what she was trying to say.

"Today, there is no Mother of All Lives, which means that no new soul orbs are born. The girl said.

"What is a soul orb?"

The red-haired girl thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's put it this way, the human body is given by the parents, but the soul is given by the king of Hades. After each person dies, the souls go to the underworld, where they are baptized by the Yellow Spring, washing away the memories of their previous lives and turning into new, pure soul orbs, or spirit embryos. The spirit embryo is the root of the cycle of life, but where does the spirit embryo come from?"

The girl asked herself, "Created by the Mother of All Lives." Now, the Mother of All Lives is dead, and every spirit embryo is extremely valuable. ”

As she spoke, the girl pointed to Zen Ziqing and continued: "You kill him, as long as you don't hurt the soul, I don't have any opinion." ”

Immediately afterwards, the girl pointed to the revenant soul body of the Heavenly Machine Daoist and said, "However, he is already dead, is it necessary to kill him again?"

From the tone of the red-haired girl, it can be seen that she doesn't know Zen Ziqing, Tianji Daoren, and she has no feelings, she only doesn't want to see the hell fire beat them away, and she doesn't even have the chance to be reincarnated. The exact analogy is like an authentic farmer who doesn't want to see a single crop trampled on.

Stygian Flame's brows furrowed slightly, as if the girl's interference had made him very unhappy. However, he didn't have a seizure, if the girl didn't hide her strength, she was not his opponent, that is, it was not her strength that shocked him, but the domineering spirit she inadvertently revealed, that is, all the dead souls are her people.

"Don't you understand?" the red-haired girl wondered, "Do you want me to explain it again?" I mean, it doesn't matter who you kill, but don't even let go of the souls, they disappear now and one is one less, and they can't be regenerated-"

"No need to explain. Stygian said coldly.

"It's good to understand. The red-haired girl smiled, and there was not a hint of hostility in her tone.

"Hehe, the legend says that Hellfire is not a tyrant, it's quite reasonable. As if he had done something remarkable, the redhead happily said to the Hellfire, "Hurry up and put away your divine power and let that poor ghost be reincarnated." ”

"Are you ordering me?" Stygian's tone grew colder and colder, revealing a hint of murderous intensity.

"I just praised you, why did you become domineering again?" the red-haired girl also came to her senses, and seemed to be carrying the fire of the dead.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Hellfire, and the divine power that imprisoned Zen Ziqing and the Heavenly Machine Daoist suddenly disappeared. The two of them were relieved, and the Heavenly Machine Daoist was not rubbing, and immediately jumped into the River Styx and disappeared into the turbid yellow giant waves. And Zen Ziqing, who escaped the catastrophe, didn't care about thanking him, so he ran away.

"That's right. The red-haired girl smiled playfully at the Flame, and then, she said to the air, "Let's go." ”

However, in an instant, a terrifying divine power shrouded her, imprisoning the red-haired girl and the empty like a worm in amber, unable to move. Immediately after, the red-haired girl felt a sharp chill that passed through her body like lightning!

Her eyes widened, her head stiffly lowered, and she looked at her chest in disbelief. A rusty ancient spear pierced her body from behind, crimson blood dripping from the tip of the spear.

"Whether to kill them or not is not an important matter in the first place. With an evil smile, he flew to the girl's back, grabbed the handle of the ancient spear with one hand, and said, "However, your tone makes me very unhappy, and the ancestor is more eager to kill you than to kill them, although the ancestor still doesn't know you." ”

"Ancient artifact!" the girl said with her head bowed, incredulous.

"Not bad. Stygian Flame sneered: "This is the ancient artifact that the Green Dragon (Darkwood Hell Insect Ancestor) took out from the Dragon Domain-Thousand Bone, and whoever is shot by it, whether it is an immortal or a god, will scatter his soul." ”

As he spoke, Hellfire grabbed the handle of the ancient spear and slowly pulled it out, and when the bloody ancient spear was pulled out of his hand, the red-haired girl immediately fell to the ground.

"Hey, you shouldn't be so reckless. Standing on the side, instead of anger and sadness, but with a little blame and helplessness, he shook his head and said, "Run away, they will come out in a while, and you won't be able to escape." ”

Hearing the sound, Stygian Fire chuckled inwardly, looking at the red-haired girl who fell to the ground, her body that should have become cold actually floated a wisp of smoke. At the same time, a roar similar to the faint thunder of the sky came from a distance, and the Hellfire immediately turned its face, and its eyes couldn't help but widen.

On the rolling River Styx, the majestic gate of the underworld opened again.

............

At dawn.

There was a touch of fish belly white floating in the sky, and there was still a hint of blackness in the sky, and it was not yet bright. In the awe-inspiring ice city, it has been busy, today is the day of great joy in the main city Ye Qingcheng, the streets and alleys of the city are hung with beautiful red lanterns, just like welcoming the most lively festival, full of festive atmosphere.

Although the water inside and outside the city drips into ice, this is the joy and excitement that cannot be stopped. Today is destined to be the most lively day, and many people start to decorate from midnight.

Outside the city, a pterodactyl and a fire owl with Hell on their heads, carrying prey caught from Upper Hellfire, flew towards the Cold Ice City in a steady stream. The spiritual warriors in the Cold Ice City scattered outside also carried a large number of genius earth treasures that they had collected, and they rushed back.

Ye Qingcheng was sleeping in his house, although the whole city was busy, he didn't have anything to do, all the big and small things were taken care of by the Ye family, he just had to put on the wedding clothes after dawn.

However, just as he fell into a dream, he noticed a strong man in the city, and he opened his eyes silently. After waking up, he took a nightgown and put it on, then pushed open the window, a cold wind blew in his face, he overlooked the bright lights in the city, and everyone was busy in the festive scene, and couldn't help but show a happy smile.

"Click!"

There was a slight thunderclap, and silver lightning flashed through the window, and Ye Qingcheng disappeared immediately.

In a remote street, there is a small winery. In the wine shop, Zen Ziqing held a jar of wine and drank it non-stop, and in front of him sat Wei Chiyan with a puzzled face. Zen Ziqing is a true immortal, and the only people in the city who can sense him entering the city are Yu Chiyan and Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng walked in wrapped in a nightgown, Zen Ziqing didn't greet him, he seemed to be frightened by something, his pale face was scared yellow, and he only drank vigorously holding the wine jar.

Yu Chiyan glanced at Ye Qingcheng, looking helpless, he didn't know what was going on.

After waiting for a while, after a jar of wine was in his stomach, Zen Ziqing put down the empty wine jar, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The feeling of being pointed at by the ancient spear of the Hellfire is really bad. ”

"Hellfire?" Ye Qingcheng said in shock, "He came out of the trap of the Heavenly Dao people so quickly?"

"The Heavenly Tomb can't trap the Hellfire at all!"

"Although you and we are immortals, in front of the Immortal Fire Ancestor, they are only inconspicuous characters, so he can't kill you, right?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"The Heavenly Machines Dao people have successfully entered the River Styx. Zen Ziqing said: "You don't need a reason to kill people in the Dark Fire, as long as you have a displeasing thought, anyone can be killed." ”

"Since that's the case, you must be targeted by him, how did you get out?" Ye Qingcheng said.

Zen Ziqing said in shock: "Originally, I and the Heavenly Machine Dao people were dead, but as a result, the gate of the underworld suddenly opened, and two mysterious figures came out. Among them, there are-"

"You wait. Yu Chiyan interrupted: "From the underworld, are you sure it's not a ghost?"

"Ugh. Zen Ziqing was stunned for a moment and said: "In short, there are two good-looking guys who came out, and one of the girls saw that we were imprisoned by the Hellfire, so she said something for us, but she was shot by the Hellfire." ”

"Girl?" Wei Chiyan smiled, "What's her name?"

"She's long-" Zen Ziqing stared at Ye Qingcheng, and was startled as soon as he began to speak.

"What are you staring at me?" Ye Qingcheng was stared at by him very uncomfortably.

After a long time, Zen Ziqing said: "If you are not an orphan, I really doubt that she is your relative, and she looks like you." She has long red hair, she is very beautiful, seventeen or eighteen years old, very cheerful, and she doesn't feel scheming. ”

"Red hair?"

"Yes, when Stygian's hair turned red, it was the same as her hair. ”

"Where is she!?" Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng stood up suddenly, regardless of whether the girl in Zen Ziqing's mouth had anything to do with him, at least it could be judged from her hair that the girl was very likely to be a descendant of the Nuwa clan.

"Didn't you just say that you were killed by the Hellfire. ”

Just then, a laugh came from outside the door.

"Miss is protected by the death curse of the Mother of All Lives, and with the current strength of the Hellfire, she cannot be killed. ”

When the voice came, Ye Qingcheng was stunned, and he had a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't be sure for a while.

The first rays of morning light fell outside the door, and a plainly dressed monk, holding a bamboo pole, with one hand on his chest, stood in front of the door with an indifferent smile.

When he saw that figure, Ye Qingcheng's eyes shook suddenly, and he slowly stood up, his mind blank.

"How is it possible?" Yu Chiyan was also shocked to the point of horror, and said, "Are you a dead soul? or a living person?

"Hehe, you two haven't seen each other for a long time. Sora said with a smile.

"How did you get out?" Ye Qingcheng said hurriedly.

Originally, she wanted to come in person, but she encountered a fire halfway and destroyed a very precious body, so she had no choice but to order her to come and give a congratulatory gift. ”

"Who is the King of Hades?" Ye Qingcheng asked puzzledly, "Why do you want to send me a congratulatory gift?"

Sora walked into the house, picked up a jar of wine, sniffed it intoxicated, and said, "She has the most perfect Nuwa bloodline, and she may become the mother of all lives in the future." She's your own sister. ”