A moment later, it suddenly rained again under the clear sky, but it was the water that had disappeared and returned, and a large amount of sea water rushed into the sky under the huge shock, and they all turned into a local torrential rain and fell again.

The sea water poured a little coolness on Qingya's body, dispelling the restlessness in his body for a moment. At this moment, his face was reflected by the flames burning above the green underworld, but Liu Bailu still closed his eyes, and the power that was enough to cut through the mountains and seas still couldn't get close to her within three feet, even if the flames continued to rise, the fire webs could only be scattered around Liu Bailu like split spider webs.

After the restless power was squandered, the flames on the Qing Ying Sword's body gradually dimmed, but even so, a faint purple qi continued to rise in the Qing Ya Qi Sea, and each wisp of purple Qi was enough to fill the already exhausted Qi Sea again.

Since the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, the source of chaos gave birth to the mother of all things, the primitive sage called it the original Tao, and then there was the Tao to give birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things, in the continuous evolution, but the heaven and earth have always retained the Hongmeng purple gas born from the chaotic world.

Today, when the day and night turn negative, when a new life form is born, a wisp of Hongmeng purple gas will be produced, which maintains the rise and fall of the entire life species, and continues to circulate in the overlapping evolution and evolution of the world, until the last life form of this race dies completely, this wisp of Hongmeng purple gas will return to the original source of the world, waiting for the continuation of the next species.

In the past, when Qiantang dreamed, when Qingya and Qingluo faced off, she captured a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi that returned to its origin and injected it into Qingya's qi sea, thus giving birth to a steady stream of spiritual power.

Hongmeng purple qi is rooted in Qingya's body, and continues to grow through the circulation of spiritual power in the sea of qi, during which the continuous feeding of purple qi also activates Qingya's recovery ability far beyond ordinary people, and the boiling just now also gave birth to the opening and scattering of purple qi, which is like a new sprout, about to unfold the first branches and leaves.

The spiritual power that had receded like a tide was full again, and the flames above the green underworld burned again, and Qingya once again handed over the control of his body to the sword spirit.

And at the moment when the sword spirit took over Qingya's body, before it could condense its spiritual power to drive the sword technique, an invisible wrist locked its throat tightly.

Without any time to react, Liu Bailu's eyes were refracted with biting frost and snow, and with Qing Ming's current strength, he had already fallen into her cage before he even caught her whereabouts.

"Who are you, and how did you get into his body? Come out! ”

Qingya, who was hidden in the spiritual platform, had never seen Liu Bailu angry. At this moment, she is no longer the protector in front of her, nor is she the Tianshan Snow in the eyes of outsiders, the scorching sun in her hand pierces through Qingya's body into the spirit body of Qingming's nothingness, and Qingya can vaguely hear Qingying moaning in pain.

The current Liu Bailu, like the legendary goddess Xihe, is sending down her judgment.

"Qing Ming, quickly retreat into the sword."

Qingya in the spiritual platform shouted loudly, wanting Qing Ming to return the control of his body to himself, but Qing Ming, as the former god of the River Styx, held the life and death of thousands of undead in his hands, even if the Hades King was a genius back then, he could not completely subdue him.

But today, a human was able to subdue himself in an instant when he had no power to fight back, although this young man's body was still very weak for him, but the human in front of him was able to directly injure his own spirit body, undoubtedly, her cultivation was by no means comparable to ordinary human monks.

This time, Qing Ming ignored the call of the sword master, as the god of the river styx, it must not lose to a human being, even if his own strength is not one in ten, even if the human in front of him has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

It severed its ties with the Sword Master, and with this wayward opportunity, it finally waited for a worthy opponent.

Although the spiritual power in Qingya's sea of qi has been filled again, Qing Ming did not invoke Qingya's spiritual power at all, and in an illusion, after a long period of recovery, Qing Ming's spiritual body gradually outlined his body became dim and confused again.

It uses its own power of origin as a driving force to face the opponents in front of it.

Zheng, Qing Ming broke free from the shackles of Liu Bailu, and pushed out a palm straight to the door of Liu Bailu's face.

As the palm power continued to advance, the night also rose from behind the green darkness, constantly encroaching on Lang Lang Qiankun.

"This is the power of the god of the River Styx, girl, stand back."

As she spoke, the white light in the palm of the Heavenly Maiden was flourishing, as if the light of the scorching sun was rotating in her hands.

The most divine realm of the heavenly maiden, the concubine is particularly familiar with the breath of the two realms of the underworld, from the moment Qingya was imprisoned just now, she felt that the breath on Qingya's body changed extremely strangely, but she didn't think much about it, knowing that at this time, the night was falling, and the memories of the past were constantly flashing back in the mind of the heavenly maiden.

Liu Bailu did not respond to the persuasion of the Heavenly Maiden, and the tide of the night raged, but it came to an abrupt end in front of her, and she could no longer move forward, and even with every step of Liu Bailu approaching, the night continued to retreat as if it was dispelled by the sun.

Qingya's clothes are like ink, and the willow white deer is like snow, and the distance between the two is only seven steps away, but they are in the night and day respectively, obviously close to each other, but they can never be touched, which makes Qingya feel very unhappy.

"It turns out that after thousands of years, even the once invincible gods of the underworld have declined to this point, no matter gods and demons, they can't escape the erosion of time, and under the way of heaven, there has never been a real eternity."

Seeing this, the Celestial Maiden also withdrew the light in her hand.

In the time of the gods, the water of the River Styx often poured into the heavenly rivers, and the gods of the River Styx used the heavenly realm as their own backyard to come and go freely, turning the waters of the heavenly rivers upside down and finally growing away every time.

Although the Celestial Maiden lives in the Great Wilderness, she can often hear the news that the god of the Styx is havoc on the Heavenly River, and she never thought that she would be able to meet again in the Borderless Realm after four thousand years, but once they had lost too much in the wear and tear of the years.

At this time, Liu Bailu also discovered that Qingya was not taken away by others, and his Yuan Shen and essence were not taken away in the slightest, which reminded her of the secret method that Qingya revealed when she fought against Jiang Ning of Tianxuan Peak and Shen Beiyun of Tianshu Peak, as well as his mysterious black sword that he got out of nowhere, it turned out to be like this.

The night became thicker and thicker, as if it was soaked in ink and was about to drip down, and the night and day also formed a division of courtesy, and the sword in Qingya's hand had disappeared under the thick night.