Sending away the two of them, the king came to the former abode of the Holy Spirit, at the foot of the Triangle Mountain.

Hundreds of years ago, the king's authority and the spear battle, the waist cut off the mountain, if he paid close attention at that time, he would find that there was a crystal coffin hidden more than ten zhang down the fracture.

Now that the king's authority has cultivated into the body of the Holy Spirit, all things in heaven and earth are just a combination of yin and yang in their eyes, and they can find the position of the Qing Zheng with just one thought.

The mountain collapsed without warning, turning into a large handful of peach blossoms and drifting in all directions, and the people in the village saw this scene from afar, and they all stopped their movements to watch this magnificent scene.

A crystal coffin was buried in a mountain of petals, Wang Quanquan stepped forward, raised his hand to brush off the peach blossoms on the coffin lid, looked at the beautiful woman in the coffin, and lost his mind for a moment.

10,000 years ago, Zhou Cai used his life-saving spell "One Breath Remains" on the seriously injured and dying Qing Zheng, and the two used the little strength they had left to beat the defeated ancient gods into Shura, lock them in the spatial cracks, restart the world and add many laws.

Zhou Vessel consumed his last breath, and since then he has fallen into reincarnation, Qing Zheng was lucky to survive due to the protection of magic, but he also fell into an endless sleep.

As a servant of the Holy Spirit, Mao Shi spent thousands of years trying to awaken his master, although he never succeeded, but he guessed one thing correctly - the royal authority that he had tortured for decades was indeed the only person to save Qing Zheng.

Opening the lid of the coffin, Wang Quanquan showed a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were mixed with nostalgia and emotion, as if after countless years, he finally found something precious.

"Qingzheng, it's time to wake up."

The man's words seemed to contain magic power, and the woman's eyelids, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years without a little change, moved slightly, and the king smiled even more when he saw this, and leaned down and said:

"If you don't get up again, I'm going to kiss you."

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze was cold, and the man straightened up and said with a smile:

"I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, and you're still so indifferent."

"I thought you were going to continue to be a shrunken turtle and not come out."

The transparent coffin turned into a breath of fresh air to hold the woman up, and although she said mean words, she couldn't help but ask:

"How long can you last?"

"It won't last long, and seeing you is already the limit."

"Why don't you replace him?"

"He has his own family, his friends, and I don't have anything."

After the man finished speaking, he looked straight at the woman, as if he was waiting for something, but the other party was unmoved, and said flatly:

"I've been waiting for you for 10,000 years, why don't you see her?"

"The people she needs are always around, but she, like you, chooses to turn a blind eye. In this respect, you are very similar, no wonder you can all cultivate the Ruthless Dao. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the sky, and in a few breaths, the breath on his body quietly changed, just like 10,000 years ago, the two did not say goodbye, but this time they parted forever.

Even if a woman cultivates the Ruthless Dao, at this moment, her heart seems to have been stripped of a piece and is empty.

Wang Quanquan turned his head, his expression was slightly regretful, and he shook his head and said to himself:

"To be honest, even if I become the Holy Spirit, I still can't guess the woman's heart, and I think he is the same."

After saying that, he turned around and flew towards the sky.

……

A few months later, a grand platinum shrine was built at the junction of the two realms of Yangcang and the Three Immortals.

In the shrine, there were nearly 100 people standing in a crowd, and the two exaggerated seats above the towering steps sat the king's authority and the qingzheng respectively.

Among the hundreds of people below, there are both ancient gods and monks, and there are also a lot of strange things, everyone kneels and worships together, waiting for the Holy Spirit to pronounce the judgment, after hundreds of years, the king once again feels the feeling of dominating the world.

He sat down in the wide chair, his fingers tapping on the armrest, and after a while, he finally squeezed out a sentence:

"You're the worst Old Gods I've ever had."

As if he had found a feeling, Wang Quanquan stood up, and Huang Quan surged in the sky above, and continued:

"Yiyang, Youkang, Titu and many other ancient gods, one after another, caused disputes, repeated teachings, should be severely punished, punish into the Yellow Spring to accompany the black head Jiao."

More than ten ancient gods who tied ropes were thrown into the yellow spring in the air by the wrestlers, some people begged for mercy, and some people cursed, but Youkang pursed his mouth and did not speak, looking straight at the young man above.

Wang Quanquan raised his hand and stopped the wrestlers behind him, "Youkang, it seems that you are not convinced?" ”

"I really don't accept it, for tens of thousands of years, I have done so much, have you ever been satisfied, have you ever given me a good face?"

"Well, I am not a qualified Holy Spirit, and I am negligent in disciplining you, so I deserve to go through this 10,000-year cycle, but do you think I am really willing to be so harsh?"

Wang Quanquan said, raised his eyes to look at everyone below, and said slowly:

"I have created so many ancient gods, each of them with all their heart and soul, unique, and I give you names and duties, hoping that one day you can support the entire ancient god realm.

You are fortunate to have been born with supreme power, and I want you to use it for good, not to be pretentious and to do evil and take pleasure in slaughtering living beings.

To tell you the truth, not only do you find this Rausch Holy Spirit annoying, but I have already done enough, even if there is a fight, I will give up my position.

But if you don't succeed in killing the spirit, and second, you don't cultivate the Holy Spirit like Youran, you will only mess around like a group of children from beginning to end, even if you can really beat me into a catastrophe, at least you will be ruthless. ”

The more Wang Quanquan spoke, the more angry he became, and in the end, he exuded a terrifying coercion, and the newly built Divine Palace Hall trembled, and several thick white jade pillars even cracked.

The Holy Spirit was angry, no one dared to refute, his tone of hatred of iron and steel seemed to smash on everyone's hearts, many ancient gods bowed their heads in guilt, but Park Wen, who was familiar with him, had a strange face, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Wang Quanquan glared at the other party vaguely, and continued:

"If there is no doubt, shut up and accept the punishment, Ning Ji, from now on, Huangquan will be under your control."

The Netherworld Empress, who was dressed in a red wedding dress, stepped forward to receive the seal, and Kang was dumbfounded, allowing Lux to throw himself into the Yellow Spring, as for Yiyang, who was a backbone, he was educated by splitting his head and covering his face when he was captured before, and he is still reflecting on it at the moment.

The guilty gods were punished one by one, and the king cleared his throat and continued:

"The traitorous god who did not participate in the battle of Shura has completed his 10,000-year sentence, and he can be released and return to the godhood."

Whether it is the evil evil in the spatial crack or the ancient gods in the Shura realm, the chains around the body are shattered and turned into smoke and dust, and the original twisted and strange body is restored to its original state, and finally exudes the unique light that the ancient gods have.

"Bai Hao, Lu Feng and other ancient gods have made meritorious contributions to protecting the spirits, promoted to godhood, and given the title of god king, a higher rank."

As soon as Wang Quanquan finished speaking, a slightly jumpy female voice sounded below:

"That's it, it's too stingy, isn't it?"

"Ji Meng, don't mess around." The god of fertility next to him hurriedly spoke.

Wang Quanquan waved his hand and said with a kind smile:

"Ji Meng, right, do you have any good proposals?"

"I heard that there are many interesting things in the mortal world, please allow us to go down to the mortal world."

"If this Holy Spirit is not mistaken, you still joined in the fun with Yiyang and the others before?"

The little girl stuck out her tongue when she heard the words, but she didn't dare to talk.

Wang Quanquan has never been as knowledgeable as a girl, so after a little thought, he turned his head to look at the woman on the throne, "This proposal is not impossible, I don't know what the Holy Spirit of Qing Zheng wills?" ”

"Whatever." The other party was as cold as ever.

"Yes, that's right! But don't fall in love with mortals. ”

"Why!?"

Ji Meng, who is still the youngest, spoke, with surprise and unwillingness in her tone, as if her hidden thoughts were exposed.

Wang Quanquan had an expression of "I know" and began to continue to reward him.

…… (End of chapter)