"It's a little crowded, what do you mean? Is there anything strange in your sword? ”

Qiu Chiyu was also a little confused about Qingya's answer, so she took the long sword in Qingya's hand and looked at it carefully, just when she found the lifelike mermaid relief on the sword.

"Yo, how long has it been, and another little beauty has flirted with you? It's still a shark, what's the matter, it's not enough to run on the ground, you have to hook up and swim in the water, so you can just fly to the sky and walk away. Qing'er, Qing'er, you are worried about others here, but people don't know where to live happily in a gentle township. ”

Qiu Chiyu wasn't ridiculing Qingya, she was just anxious about Hua Qing'er. This boy is too good, and now he is still like this, and he will only be more amazing in the future, and she is very worried about whether the friendship of childhood sweethearts will be shaken in the future.

"Sister Qiu, don't talk about him, he won't be like that."

Hua Qing'er took her right hand and begged her to let her go.

"As far as you are looking at him, one day he was secretly eaten and wiped clean by others, but you can't regret it."

The autumn pond rain lit Hua Qing'er's head, like an old mother who had broken her heart.

"No, no, I would never have been here without her."

Subsequently, Qingya told everyone about the past some time ago, and when she heard that Qingxue was willing to disappear in order to let him survive the ocean, although Hua Qing'er had a mustard in her heart, she couldn't help but feel pity for her.

"Fortunately, tempered by the heavens, a trace of her soul was forcibly reunited by Qing Ming, and one day, she will appear in front of us again."

Qingya suddenly thought, isn't the creator that Qingxue said the dragon king in front of him? Since she can create a light snow, she naturally has a way to revive her.

But unfortunately, when Aoya asked her about Sirentarunas, she couldn't remember that she had created such a sea world, as Qingxue said, when she woke up from a dream, the world had forgotten her existence.

But she used to stand in front of Qingya so truly, and her life had already had a moment of handover with herself. Then, the wheel of fate has changed at this moment, as long as she remembers, she is no longer an illusory dream, even if she is poor and falls into the Yellow Spring, she has to let her return to the real world.

Of course, Qingya wouldn't blame the Dragon King for why he couldn't keep her. Wake up from the dream and scatter, the laws of the world are like this, even if she was in her heyday 10,000 years ago, she could not change the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao.

"Alas, why do the good girls in the world always let you bump into them, Qing'er, you have to watch carefully, he doesn't know how many love debts he will owe in the future. The so-called unjust debtor has the owner, you are not allowed to help him pay off the debt. ”

Qiu Chiyu looked at Hua Qing'er with a look at his own silly girl.

"What to help him pay off his debts, if there is really a time, I will pull my sister and you to pay off the debts together."

Hua Qing'er was in a hurry, so she wanted to pull Qiu Chiyu into the water as well, but when the topic came to herself, Qiu Chiyu became silent for some reason.

"I said what the hell are you doing in mushrooms, don't you still want to retire here, you just want to become your own children here."

The dragon king was anxiously urging on the side, she couldn't suppress her restless heart, and staying here for an extra time with a snap of her fingers was extremely tormenting.

After 10,000 years, he can finally see the light of day again, although he has lost his physical body and his strength is less than one percent of that year, but there is still hope for everything.

"Yo, I'm in a hurry. Okay, just squeeze a little, Lord Dragon King won't mind. Now, ancient dragonlord, please tell me your real name. ”

Qiu Chiyu held up his hands, and a cluster of lilac spark totems burned at the center of his eyebrows, flickering continuously, connecting the two soul fires in the keel, and gradually, the frequency of their flickering reached the same level, as if the two of them were breathing together.

"My distant descendants, please call me up in the wilderness of time, my name, Dixi."

The dragon kings responded to the call of the autumn pond rain, and under the dreamy starlight, they sang a distant and mysterious ballad, the long song like the long song of a giant whale in the sea, a language buried in history that no one can read until now.

But Qingya can feel the sadness of death and the hope of rebirth in their singing.

As the song pulled, the two soul fires gradually broke away from the keel's eye socket and converged at the center of its eyebrows. Immediately, the flame left the keel and slowly approached Qiu Chiyu's side.

And after losing its soul, this huge keel instantly turned into a purple streamer, with a long tail, and burrowed into the flames.

But even if they lost their place to stay, they still did not fall, and at this moment, they really stood in the air like gods without the help of external objects.

"Quick, take her into your sword."

Qiu Chiyu held Di Xi's soul in both hands and slowly put it in front of Qingya.

The flame in front of her contained what was probably the most ancient and powerful power in the world, and just looking at her, Qingya felt intensely dizzy.

It is said that when the gods descend, mortals will only kneel and prostrate at their feet, and their godhead will be impossible to look at, and even a mere glance will cause the human soul to be burned to the ground.

God is not objective and cannot speak.

Di Xi is not a god, but he is more dazzling than a god.

Enduring the feeling of dizziness, Qingya once again sacrificed the Qing Ming, and the slightest blue light revealed through the sword body, entwining the soul fire in front of him and sending it into the sword body.

Purple flames covered the pitch-black sword body, but Qingya didn't feel a burning sensation, only to see a white dragon rising from the end of the hilt, winding around the hilt all the way up, and finally turning into a statue of a dragon entrenched on the hilt.

The delicate scales and clear tail wings sparkle even in the statue's eyes, and even the most skilled carver in the world cannot reproduce the dragon's radiance.

The Dragon King is out of trouble, and this illusory world will come to an end.

The layers of glaciers above the snow-capped mountains have collapsed, the icing rock sugar and jujube cake have been mixed together, the stars in the sky have burst their banks, and large swaths of white fungus soup have poured down.

Qingya touched the dragon that fit the palm of his hand, and the person who can create such a dreamy and magnificent world should be easier to get along with. Hopefully, one day, she can think of a way to bring light snow back to the world.

The world eventually dissipated like fine sand, and the underground rock formations and plant roots emerged, and at this moment they had escaped the illusory world and returned to reality. A huge cloud of purple light surrounded everyone, carrying them upwards and back to the surface.

The earth shook violently, the giant trees that had stood for hundreds of years collapsed, and the aftermath of the shock cleared a bare land in the center of the Polar Ridge, and the demon beasts that inhabited here were also extremely powerful existences in the world, but at this moment they could only obediently give up their territory.

They could feel that the power that had suppressed them since birth was coming to the ground, and they were born with a sense of awe for this power, even if their strength was no longer what it used to be, but they still could not overcome the fear in their blood.

The black-brown soil layer was washed up into the air, and the giant trees were uprooted and jumped into the clouds together, and countless demon beasts were lifted up together before they had time to escape, but fortunately, they had the power to fly through the sky, so they would not lose their lives on this ordinary day due to an unwarranted disaster.

"Whew, it's been 10,000 years, I'm back again, tremble, the whole world."

A dragon's groan pierced through the clouds, and all the creatures in the Polar Ridge bent their forelimbs and prostrate on the ground, and a white dragon phantom soared into the sky, her tail still touching the earth when her dragon head burrowed into the clouds.

She hovered and wandered in the clouds, her huge body stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and even the tallest mountains below her were just a small dirt bag.

Qingya had also seen the dragon body before, especially the Eight Desolation Flame Dragon seen on the other side of the Xuanjing, its body already had a breathless depression, but the shadow of the white dragon in front of him was a coercion that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth.

It's hard to imagine what it would have been like for people to witness her heyday, but she certainly deserves the title of savior and creator.

At first, Qingya was worried that she would disappear because she couldn't suppress her excitement, and ran out to play for a few days and months, even then, Qingya could understand, just give her a few months off.

But to her surprise, when she rolled around in the clouds a few times, she obediently shrunk her body to the size of a person's palm, and then silently burrowed back into the green darkness.

"Why did you come back so soon, you can play outside for a while, you haven't seen the sun for 10,000 years, don't you look twice?

Qingya buckled the hilt of his sword, as if knocking on the door that had just been closed by a young lady returning home.

"It's not interesting at all, this era is too weak, is it now impossible to break through the boundaries of the physical body and set foot on the immortal path to preach?

Also, why are the mountains so low now, why has the area of the sea shrunk so much, why is the dark universe beyond the clouds, where has the former fairy road gone?

In the end, I don't have a body now, and even if I fly fast, I can't feel the breath of the wind, it's not fun at all, so I might as well come back and sleep, hum. ”

Then, no matter how Qingya called her, she didn't pay attention to herself.

Ten thousand years ago, the heavens of the world were higher than now, the sea was wider than now, and the sacred mountains were the abode of the immortals, and above their heads, an eternal immortal road led to an unknown world with no end.