Chapter 269: The Sword of the Goddess

Xie Zhengliu has no talent in formations, and he doesn't know much about formations.

But at this moment, she looked at the mysterious formation in front of her, even if she couldn't name it, she also realized that it was some kind of formation used to conceal the aura, and it didn't look like a product of the cultivation realm.

Xie Peqing on the side listened to her words and nodded and admitted: "Yes, this thing is indeed very unusual." It was brought from the Upper Realm by the Mingmeng Immortals, specifically to hide our tracks. ”

The Mingmeng Immortal was a very far-sighted person, and after he reinvested his consciousness in the cultivation realm, he silently searched for a monk with extraordinary talent as a helper to help him become a god.

With his help, these monks grew rapidly, and they were shocked by his status as an immortal, and they repaid him 120,000 points of loyalty.

But also because the cultivation of these people had grown too fast, in order to prevent their existence from being discovered by the rest of the people in the cultivation realm, the Mingmeng Immortal used some methods to send this formation from the upper realm.

For this reason, a crack appeared between the upper realm and the cultivation realm, resulting in the fact that there would always be things from the immortal realm that would fall into the cultivation realm.

Xie Zhengliu was stunned when he heard this: "So the crack that the Li family found before was designed by the Mingmeng Immortals?" ”

"Yes, it was also the appearance of this crack that allowed the Mingmeng Immortal to devote more consciousness to the cultivation realm, so that he quietly controlled Feng Qianyan and turned him into his puppet." Xie Peqing replied.

Xie Zhengliu didn't have much reaction after listening to the cause and effect, she just said to Xie Qingqing in a deep voice: "I don't care about the next things, you just need to tell me how to break this formation." If there are innocent people in it, I will definitely wipe them all out!" ”

Xie Peqing listened to his sister's cold voice and sighed helplessly.

Although he had long expected that the other party's attitude towards him would not be very good, he was still a little sad to be so vigilant by the other party.

"You don't need to break it, this thing is the treasure of the Mingmeng Immortal, if you destroy it, I'm afraid it will attract his attention." They came here today in order to take advantage of the fact that all the attention of the Mingmeng Immortals was on the side of the prayer platform and wipe out the forces he had secretly hidden.

He and Xie Zhengliu were worried that when they officially faced off with the Mingmeng Immortals, this group of monks who had already been bewitched by the Immortals would disrupt their formation.

Xie Peqing was also one of the subordinates of the Mingmeng Immortal, and he naturally knew how to enter this space wrapped in the formation.

So the brother and sister immediately cooperated, first Xie Peqing stepped forward to open a gap in the formation, and then Xie Zhengliu followed behind him and mixed in.

As soon as they entered the inside of the formation, they saw a huge palace appear out of thin air.

The palace is made of spiritual jade, and from a distance, it looks like a transcendent thing that exudes aura all the time.

Xie Zhengliu didn't have to think about it to know that in order to build this palace, the Ming Meng Immortal had obviously taken away a lot of resources from the cultivation realm.

As soon as Xie Qingqing appeared, someone noticed his appearance and specially greeted him.

And that person didn't miss Xie Zhengliu, the person who followed Xie Peck, his eyes fell on her, and asked Xie Peck, "Who is this person, why did you bring her in?" ”

Xie Peqing didn't answer him, but turned his head to look at Xie Zhengliu.

Xie Zhengliu received a signal from his brother's eyes, and in the next second, a huge demonic aura spread from all around her. Before the monk who had discovered the two of them could send a signal, the overwhelming demonic energy had already enveloped the space.

This palace, which was isolated by the formation, has since become the home of Xie Zhengliu and the others.

"Alright, let's start cleaning up!" After Xie Zhengliu said this, he plunged into the thick demonic qi and began to do something to the monks here.

Xie Peck Qing secretly sighed his sister's anxiety, but quickly followed.

On the Ninth Floating Island, a few hundred miles away from here, on the tall altar, Zhao Qingwu, who was dressed in a goddess's robe woven of snow-white Xuanfrost silk, closed his eyes slightly, and kept chanting something in his mouth.

This strange text, which sounded so far away, made the unsuspecting monk think that it was some kind of scripture that existed in the memory of the goddess.

After discovering that these monks whose cultivation was close to the tribulation period could not understand the meaning of the words at all, the people present became more convinced of the identity of Zhao Qingwu, the goddess.

There are also several powerful old opponents who died at the hands of the other party because of their disrespect for the goddess, and now when they think of the fate of the old opponent, they can't help but say to the people around them with a proud face: "The goddess is so powerful, there are still people who dare to question her." I laughed at the thought of those fools who were disrespectful to the goddess, and who ended up miserable. ”

"Those people are so stubborn, it's useless to explain to them more. Anyway, they are dead now, and in the future, their bones will dry up and loess, and we will rely on the power of the goddess to fly to become immortals! ”

The group couldn't help but let out a smug laugh, as if they had foreseen the picture of their future selves ushering in the light of connection and soaring into the upper realm.

They looked at the dignified goddess on the high platform with anticipation, but they didn't notice at all that every time the other party spit out a word, the luck in their bodies was gradually leaving their bodies and running towards the goddess on the high platform.

Feng Qianyan, who also stayed under the high platform with the monks, always watched this scene with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and in his eyes, there were countless wisps of strong or faint luck, which were slowly surging towards Zhao Qingwu.

No one else could see this scene, but he who had also practiced this exercise could not be clearer.

Seeing the end, Feng Qianyan suddenly said to the surrounding powers: "After the goddess awakens today, it is estimated that she will be able to fight against the demons." But the goddess didn't have a magic weapon in her hand, and after thinking about it, I felt that the demon-breaking sword was the most suitable for the goddess to use reluctantly. What do you think? ”

As soon as this topic came out, it immediately aroused everyone's discussion.

After hearing Feng Qianhan's proposal, most of the monks thought it was a very good idea.

The Demon Breaking Sword was originally forged by a sword cultivator who entered the Dao with a sword by himself, and it is said that this sword almost reached the immortal level quality, and was almost brought into the immortal realm by that great power when he ascended.

But at the critical moment, he remembered that the cultivation realm was still devastated by the demons, in order to protect the monks and mortals in the cultivation realm, and to let the monks have the power to fight against the demons.

He ruthlessly gave up his sword and let the Demon Breaking Sword remain in the cultivation realm, which also shocked the incomparably powerful demon clan at that time.

It's just that the Demon Domain has been closed for too long, and the monks have forgotten the existence of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Breaking Sword has naturally gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Now it has been brought up again, and it is as a weapon of the goddess Zhao Qingwu!