"Dragon King, I just beheaded the flesh of your two hundred and three dragon clans in this life, your dragon clan has the mandate of heaven, that is, to roll a few more laps in the mortal world, and when you come back, you will still be high in the dragon clan.

"How can my sins compare to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens!

"I only killed more than two hundred, what about them? For tens of thousands of years, the dragon clan that died in their mouths was not 10,000, but 1,000!

"If you want revenge, you shouldn't come to me first, it's them who should be looking for you!"

Wang Xiaotao looked at the Heavenly Emperor who was still sitting firmly in a high position, "Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, if the Heavenly Rules really have a spirit, why does this Bai Yujing still exist?" ”

The Emperor of Heaven raised his finger and wanted to seal Wang Xiaotao's actions, but she grabbed the spiritual power, Wang Xiaotao tilted his head, looked at the wisp of spiritual power in his hand that gradually dissipated, and said with a smile, "If you want to seal my mouth, Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, you can't do it with just such a little spiritual power!" ”

In front of everyone's eyes, the Emperor of Heaven withdrew his fingers with a little embarrassment, and secretly slandered, how can this fuyao be so unreasonable?

Where did this shadow stone come from?

There is a clear formation on the dragon cutting platform, isolating from the outside world and shielding the gas machine, no one should be able to approach it privately.

It seems that someone is still not meticulous enough to leak the matter.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea endured a chilling tremor and looked at all the immortals present, the pride of the dragon clan, the pride of the dragon clan, the pride of the dragon clan!

But today, this pride has been trampled to pieces and crushed into powder.

All the immortals unconsciously avoided his gaze.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was sad in his heart, yes, even if this matter was exposed, what could he do?

The law does not hold the public accountable.

Is he going to kill this heavenly court and let them spit out all the dragon flesh and blood they have eaten?

The dragon clan has suffered heavy losses today, and today ······ Do you want to kill again?

The Dragon King of the East China Sea burst into tears, did not salute, did not speak, and fled with the remaining dragon clan of Bai Yujing and left the Nine Heavens Treasure Palace.

Outside the Nine Heavens Treasure Hall, there were three thousand black-robed immortal gods waiting for Wang Xiaotao, and when they saw the dragon clan, they didn't obstruct it, and silently made way for them.

Dragons are proud, and their pride is to run away.

Wang Xiaomoss looked at their backs and was silent.

Today's Baiyujing Jiuxiao Treasure Hall is particularly quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the bitter master has already left, if you have nothing else to do, the little god will take the lead for the time being."

Wang Xiaotao turned around and bowed deeply, "By the way, I don't bother you to think about what Immortal Immortal Mansion for us, today there are three thousand immortals, and three thousand people will not stay in Bai Yujing, and if they have attained enlightenment in the world, they should naturally stay in the world, and tens of millions of believers in the mortal world are still waiting for the gods they believe in to go home."

"Mortals, they will take care of themselves."

Wang Xiaotao brushed his sleeves away.

In one day, three thousand immortals ascended to the heavenly steps.

In one day, three thousand immortals descended the heavenly steps.

No one welcomed them when they arrived, and no one kept them when they left.

If it weren't for the wide opening of the Heavenly Gate after ascending to the Immortal, they would have to come to this Bai Yujing once, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to enter the South Heavenly Gate.

After returning to the world, everyone scattered, and Wang Xiaotao did not set up a banquet for this victory, but just let them each return to their respective dojos and continue to practice.

Wang Xiaotao came to the Netherworld Mansion alone, on the bank of the Yellow Spring, and looked at the surging Yellow Spring in front of him.

Heaven and earth are yellow, and the spring is below, which is called the yellow spring.

On the bank of the Yellow Spring, a hundred ghosts and forests walk at night, secluded and gloomy, and wealth is scattered.

In the unfinished darkness, Wang Xiaotao walked down the river step by step, letting the water of the Yellow Spring corrode her skin, and letting the piercing blades under the Yellow Spring slaughter her bones.

The Ten Halls of the Underworld, all the ghosts who were not on duty, and the ghosts who came and went, were all watching this scene.

The Yellow Spring of the Difu is a place for the dead, and the living are not allowed to enter.

Although Wang Xiaotao has become a god, she still can't completely resist the corrosion of the water of the Yellow Spring on her.

Her original punishment was to immerse herself in such endless pain for ten thousand years.

She refused the punishment imposed on her by the heavenly court, but she took the initiative to walk into the yellow spring that the immortals did not dare to enter.

What is she going to do?

A ghost cha couldn't stand it, and stepped forward to try to persuade her, but the ghost cha next to him grabbed his arm, raised his eyebrows, and signaled him not to meddle in his affairs.

Wang Xiaotao endured great pain, walking slowly in the yellow spring, the moon-white skirt on her body slightly raised, stirring up ripples in the water again and again.

Finally walked to the most central position, Wang Xiaotao's slightly raised face slightly exuded a white light, and the cinnabar Guanyin mole in the center of his eyebrows was soul-grabbing.

Wang Xiaotao lowered her head, stretched out her fingers, and pressed her chest, her body leaned forward slightly, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaotao suddenly put his hand into his chest, forcibly dissected his body, and took out a golden, beating thing from it.

It was her heart, and it was her Godhead.

She dug out her heart, but it was like picking a star from the sky.

An exceptionally clear, deep and familiar aura emanated through the heart in her hand that was beating violently and struggling, and the spiritual power of Wang Xiaotao's whole body surged like a tide in her limbs, trying to stop her from almost committing suicide.

Wang Xiaotao looked at his heart that was taken out for the second time, it was stronger than under Dongting Lake, and Wang Xiaotao could feel that his godhead that had been tempered by heavenly thunder was in this heart.

Even if it was the punishment of the Heavenly Court, it did not mean to dig out Wang Xiaotao's godhead.

They just wanted to punish her, torture her, not kill her.

But now Wang Xiaotao took out his own godhead.

Wang Xiaotao put her heart in her palm, her five fingers closed slightly, and with a 'poof' sound, she pinched her heart and crushed her godhead.

The golden viscous juice burst out from the heart, flowed down Wang Xiaotao's hand into the Yellow Spring, bursting into a fierce light that was enough to illuminate the entire Yellow Spring.

The strange thing is that when the juice squeezed out of these hearts flowed into the Yellow Spring, instead of merging with the Yellow Spring Water, it turned into pale fragments of souls, and they had no consciousness, no face, just a blank space.

These spirits stood in front of Wang Xiaotao, facing her, without words or movements, just standing towards her blankly.

The smile on Wang Xiaotao's lips was gentle, "Go, go to reincarnation, go to reincarnation, you have been with me for a long time, and now, I have grown up, you should go." ”

When Wang Xiaotao's godhead was completed, it was on the seaside where he first met Ao Ren and Aolu, and in the mirror of asking his heart, the fragments of the souls of 600,000 people did not go to reincarnation, but ran far away to cast a godhead for Wang Xiaotao.

On the day of the fairy, a hundred people became gods.

Today, Wang Xiaotao Yu turned into a god, but he dug out his golden godhead with his own hands, poured all his divine power, pinched the godhead, released the dense pale soul fragments in it, and sent them to re-enter reincarnation.

When a pale fragment of a soul that had lost its memory passed by Wang Xiaotao's side and was about to enter reincarnation, Wang Xiaotao was still pinching his heart with one hand, but the other hand grabbed a corner of the soul.

Her voice was soft, for fear of disturbing the souls: "Come to me, okay?"

"In the next life, can you come to me?

"Even if it's a dream, it's okay, I haven't dreamed of you for a long time."

The soul that was pinched slowly turned its head and looked at Wang Xiaotao, and after a while, reached out and touched her hair.

It was a soul fragment with no face and no memory.

That's Wang Xiaotao's mother.

In Huangquan today, some people have fallen into God.

Above the Yellow Spring, thunder and lightning gathered, the heavens and the earth shook, the birds scattered, and there seemed to be a giant dragon in the dark clouds with its teeth and claws, taking off and driving the wind.

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Thank you for the lost memories, you will never remember the tips of your classmates!

After the tooth extraction, I became a bee puppy....I would laugh when I saw it in the mirror..... but I couldn't laugh....Pain Mask_

Because I'm lazy and empty of manuscripts, I'm just crumb.......

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