She never thought that the child she raised by herself would have such a dirty mind!

I see!

Zi Yao Shangxian spit out.

Lingguang They were taken aback, who would have thought that there was such a secret in this?

However, in the next second, the entire illusion began to collapse, and everything in front of them disappeared, and in the end, only the bones of Zi Yao Shangxian were left in front of them.

Dreamland......

Lapsed?

Lingguang was stunned.

It shouldn't be!

With the son of luck, even if there are some abnormalities in the illusion, it will be automatically repaired, but now the entire illusion has suddenly collapsed, which is not quite right.

Could it be that there is something wrong with Zi Yao's immortal's bones?

Just when Lingguang was wondering, a figure slowly condensed, and a moment later, the figure of Zi Yao Shangxian appeared in front of Lingguang's eyes.

Looking closely, it can also be found that this figure was born by attaching to the bones of Zi Yao's immortals.

"Zi Yao Shangxian?"

Ling Guang looked at the figure in front of him in surprise.

"That illusion just now, you made it up, right?"

Zi Yao Shangxian just looked at Lingguang and them with a smile, she looked a little more peaceful than in the illusion, which made her whole person a little more divine.

No one thought that Zi Yao, who had been dead for many years, would be resurrected at this time!

Zi Yao is an immortal, isn't she already dead?

As if seeing what Lingguang was thinking, Zi Yao Shangxian chuckled.

"You think I've been dead for years, right?"

Speaking of this, Zi Yao Shangxian couldn't help but laugh at herself.

In a secular sense, she should have been dead for years.

What's more, the immortal clan does not have such a thing as a soul, and the immortal clan is dead if it is dead, and it will not leave a wisp of remnant soul in the world, and it will be discovered after a few years.

So what they saw would definitely not be the remnant soul of Zi Yao's immortals.

"What if I say, 'I'm not dead at all?'

"Impossible!"

Lingguang said categorically.

Zi Yao Shangxian is dead, this is a fact that everyone knows, how can Zi Yao Shangxian not die?

"Don't be in a hurry, little one. This is also a long story. ”

The immortal clan has no soul, and the fact that Zi Yao Shangxian can appear here means that Zi Yao Shangxian is not dead.

Regardless of whether Lingguang and they believe it or not, it is a fact that Zi Yao Shangxian did not die.

Looking at the few Terrans in front of him, Zi Yao Shangxian knew that it was still the world of the Terran race after all.

No matter how brilliant the Immortal Clan was back then, it has now become a thing of the past.

"The world thought I was dead, but in fact, I still had a breath, and—"

Zi Yao Shangxian chuckled.

After so many years of loneliness, her temperament has been completely smoothed out.

"And then I was crushed here, and when I was just crushed here, I was resentful in my heart, and I hated all of them."

"The resentment you see is the resentment of my heart."

After all, before that, she was a much-loved Ziyao Immortal, but in the end she ended up with such a miserable ending, and the gap can be imagined.

What's more, Jianmu has penetrated the flesh and blood of Zi Yao Immortal, and continues to draw nutrients from Zi Yao Immortal, and the resentment in Zi Yao Immortal's heart will only increase.

As time passed, the resentment on Zi Yao's immortal slowly swam to the branches of Jianmu, and Jianmu was also polluted by Zi Yao's immortal's resentment, and it became what Lingguang saw them.

After listening to Zi Yao's narration, Ling Guang couldn't help but gasp.

Even if he is a good person, he is imprisoned here like this, his body is passed through by the roots of Jianmu, and he sees his vitality being absorbed little by little, but he can't die, he will be resentful and completely crazy!

Not to mention the Zi Yao Immortal who died unjustly.

Could it be that Zi Yao Shangxian died unjustly, and someone deliberately did it in the first place?

Lingguang thought of this possibility, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

She looked at Zhiming and saw the same horror in the other person's eyes.

"But I want to thank you."

Zi Yao Shangxian smiled gently.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to have such a dream."

Ever since she was suppressed here, she has been thinking about everything she used to do every day, and she can't figure it out.

She didn't understand.

And Lingguang's appearance made her know that it was just an illusion, but she still couldn't help but indulge in it.

None of this is her fault.

It's just that they've coveted everything about her from the beginning.

"I've lived for so many years, and it's time to leave."

After speaking, Zi Yao Shangxian slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, the resentment attached to Zi Yao's bones also dissipated in wisps.

Jianmu does not have a steady stream of grievances to provide, and now the grievances that invade Jianmu's body are much easier to understand.

It's just that Lingguang is still shuddering.

Although Zi Yao Shangxian has passed away, who is the person who can design Zi Yao Shangxian and press Zi Yao Shangxian here?

If they hadn't found out that Jianmu had been polluted and allowed Jianmu to continue like this, then all worlds would cease to exist!

"Anyway, let's clear the grievances first."

Zhiming sighed, even if they didn't know who was behind the scenes, they had to continue to cut off the power of faith.

Nothing is missing.

Lingguang stabilized his mind, and the most important thing now is to clear the grievances on Jianmu first, and use Jianmu to cut off the power of faith.

"I know how to clear my grievances."

Tang Hao said loudly.

He had been searching for years to remove the pollution from the trees, and now he had a way to get rid of his grievances.

Lingguang and Zhiming glanced at each other.

It is indeed a good choice to let Tang Hao clear his grievances.

It's a delicate job, and no matter how strong they are, they can make mistakes.

What's more, the importance of building wood to connect all worlds is self-evident.

Tang Hao, the son of luck, is favored by heaven and earth, and Tang Hao cleans up his grievances, which is also twice the result with half the effort.

"Then I'm bothering you."

Lingguang took a step back and gave up his position.

"The three of us are here to help you sweep the formation, if you have any discomfort, please speak up in time."

Although Tang Hao is said to be the son of luck, but Tang Hao's current strength is there, Lingguang still can't help but be a little worried.

This son of luck is still too weak now.

In front of them, Tang Hao was no different from a toddler.

Tang Hao also knew that his strength was too weak compared to Lingguang and them, so he took a deep breath and carefully cleared the grievances on Jianmu.

If it doesn't work out this time, it will be a benevolent.

In order to remove the pollution from Jianmu's body, he has spent so much effort, and he must not be able to drop the chain at this most critical time.

He must make himself qualified to stand by the side of peace!

Thinking of Shen Ping'an, Tang Hao's expression became more and more solemn.

(End of chapter)