Song Qingqing and Chu Zhaozhao got up from the ground with difficulty, and they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Watching the boy fall straight down like this.

Looking at the blood spilling from the corners of his eyes and mouth, and also at his trembling body.

What he did was dangerous.

Whether it's thinking about redressing Zhaoxue for Song Guicheng's Xizhou sword armor, or seeking justice for the dead people in Wuling City.

Both of them are taboo in today's Great Xia Dynasty.

So, in fact, a long time ago, everyone secretly thought about the worst outcome in their hearts.

But they never thought that Chu Qingxiao would die in the hands of the girl he had been thinking about for a long time.

They struggled to walk towards that place, to see if they could still rescue Chu Qingxiao from that battlefield.

Even if there is little hope, even if you will be in danger because of it.

But the two of them didn't care about that at all.

They just wanted to save him.

It's just that their steps have just taken a step, but an invisible force imprisons the two of them.

The two of them couldn't move for a while, and they also tried to struggle hard, but purple rings appeared on their hands and feet, like shackles, and they couldn't break free with their cultivation at all.

……

Nangong Yunfu and Meng Ziliang also saw this scene in their eyes.

Since awakening, Meng Ziliang has been extremely calm in the face of everything.

Whether it is facing Rui Xiaozhu, who is possessed by an extraterritorial evil god, or Zhao Nianshuang, an extraterritorial ancient god who is beyond his expectations.

He wasn't too surprised.

Of course, this was not intentional on his part.

As a god, he has lived for hundreds of years, he has seen too many things, and he also understands the almost crazy obsession of the ancestral gods.

So he didn't show much surprise at Zhao Nianshuang's existence.

But at this moment, after Zhao Nianshuang made a move on Chu Qingxiao, his face changed suddenly.

But it doesn't seem to be because of Zhao Nianshuang.

Or rather, it's not simply because of Zhao Nianshuang.

He turned his head to look down the mountain path.

Meng Jin was standing there.

She seemed to have been scared silly.

The Martial King, the reincarnation of the Heavenly God, the infighting of the Heavenly Hanging Mountain Peak Lord, and the Extraterritorial Ancient Gods, these things are too far away for Meng Jin.

So when these things happened one after another in front of her eyes, her mind went blank for a moment, and it was simply difficult to deal with so many things that she couldn't have imagined before.

She didn't even know what she had to do and what she could do.

It wasn't until she saw Chu Qingxiao fall suddenly, that moment, she seemed to have finally come back to her senses.

She almost instinctively wanted to step forward, so much so that she didn't even realize that there was a battlefield between her and Chu Qingxiao, King Wu and Xu Dangren.

As for Chu Zhaozhao and Song Qingqing's situation, the moment she took a step, four purple rings appeared on her hands and feet, imprisoning her limbs and making her unable to move.

Meng Ziliang saw this scene in his eyes, and the color on his face became a little heavier.

But after a few breaths, this different color turned into a clear color.

He seemed to have something in mind.

"Sudden Star, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for too long, the fruit position of the Martial Temple is still there, and now that we are soft with the ancestral god, we may be able to return to the god position." And at this moment, Nangong Yunfu on the side looked at Meng Ziliang and said.

As if to confirm her words, when Meng Ziliang turned his head when he heard this, a trace of blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Ziliang completely stripped the divinity of his soul and integrated it into the eight-character proverb, his strength was exhausted, and his divine soul that had lost his divinity was riddled with holes, and it was on the verge of running out of oil and running out.

And Nangong Yunfu was cut off from many divine swords in the fight with Zhao Nianshuang, and those divine swords were also connected to her divine soul, after the link was cut off, her divine soul was damaged, although the injury was far less serious than that of Meng Ziliang, but it also touched the origin level.

She couldn't support her soul to maintain this reincarnated body.

Because, like Meng Ziliang, she did not devour the soul of the host host like an ordinary reincarnated god, but chose to seal the soul of the other party again.

And as her soul weakens, the original owner of this body will gradually occupy the dominance of the body, and she will fall into a deep sleep, unable to resist any external forces, and it is very likely that she will be "anti-guest-oriented" and be swallowed up by the original owner of this body unconsciously.

For a reincarnated deity, this is an extremely dangerous thing.

The wisest choice between her and Meng Ziliang now was to leave this body and ascend to heaven again, if the ancestral gods were willing to have mercy, they would have a chance to regain their position as gods.

After all, the existence of their god position is useful to the ancestral gods, of course, provided that they will guarantee absolute loyalty to the ancestral gods, and not act on their own as they did this time.

Nangong Yunfu looked at Meng Ziliang and said this, with a bit of pleading in her tone, but it was not for her own life and death, but she hoped that Meng Ziliang would live......

If it was just to survive, she wouldn't have to be reincarnated with Meng Ziliang and get involved in the quagmire in front of her.

"This is not something we can interfere with, the ancestral gods have their own calculations, you have engraved your motto, and the descendants of Tianhang Mountain can also get rid of the danger of being devoured by the ancient gods outside the territory, your goal has been achieved, and the ancestral gods will also understand our position, so ......" Nangong Yunfu suddenly paused when she said this, and looked at Meng Ziliang's eyes flashing.

Meng Ziliang did not respond to Nangong Yunfu's request at the first time, but turned his head at this moment to look at the proverbs that were engraved by him again on the Tianqi Cliff.

"A sword is like a ruler, and it is equivalent to black and ......white," he muttered.

This is his original intention of founding Tianhang Mountain, the rules he hopes to pass on to his juniors, and the rules he has set for himself.

And just as he was thinking about this, the clouds above the dome suddenly surged, and a huge vortex formed on the dome, and a golden halo of light slowly overflowed from the whirlpool where the clouds gathered, surging towards this place where Nangong Yunfu and Meng Ziliang were standing.

It's the same as Nangong Yunfu thought.

The ancestral gods seemed to be willing to accept Meng Ziliang again, and took the lead in throwing an olive branch.

Meng Ziliang felt the golden aura lingering around him.

That's divinity.

The divinity that springs out of the Godhead.

As long as Meng Ziliang nodded his head gently, those divinities would pour into Meng Ziliang's body, repair his shattered soul, and make him a god above ten thousand people again.

But Meng Ziliang looked up at the dome after a short groan, and said firmly at that time.

"Forget it."

"Sudden Star, don't be this god anymore."