Chapter 109: The Might of the Female Saint
"Huh!"
The spirit corpse rose into the air, and at this moment, he was no longer the terrifying appearance just now.
Although the upper body is naked, the whole upper body is quite straight, the muscles that are not very symmetrical are quickly raised, the skin has regained its original luster, and the white hair has begun to become black and beautiful.
The handsome face does not carry a batch of fireworks, only a trace of sadness.
He rose into the air, his golden eyes shining with a scorching light, staring at the dissipating shadow in front of him.
Under his feet is the sea of stars, and on his head is the white moon.
At this moment, time seems to have stopped, leaving behind a farewell that spans thousands of years.
With one foot, the spirit corpse stepped through the void and came to the figure, and the fog in front of the tears gradually dissipated, revealing its true face. The two looked at each other and didn't say too much, but they could feel the strong love and longing in their eyes.
At this moment, he is her king, the spirit corpse reached out and gently held the tears of her hands, although he couldn't hold the slightest dissipation of her phantom, but he could faintly feel the temperature from her hands.
Tears' hands were trembling, looking at the man in front of her, the last line of defense in her heart was completely broken.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and said with a trembling voice in their tears: "Are you okay?"
Although there was still a trace of confusion in the eyes of the spirit corpse, he subconsciously stretched out a hand, soothed her face, and smiled at him, that smile was warmer than the feeling of the hot sun in the cold winter.
"I seem to recognize you?" said the corpse softly.
"Poof. Tears laughed, in front of this man, she was no longer the holy lord of the reincarnation hall, more like a young girl with a bird, her little face was slightly red, and she lowered her head delicately.
At this moment, she seemed to be desperate to throw herself into the arms of the man in front of her, but she couldn't.
"Do you still blame me?" Tears asked suddenly, her expression becoming a little lost, and her eyes becoming a little hollow.
Of course, if it weren't for her, things wouldn't have happened like this in the end, and everything after that wouldn't have happened.
"Blame you, why should I blame you? Ah, ah! My brain hurts, who are you, who are you?" the spirit corpse kept shouting, shaking his head desperately, a little fragment of memory was stirring his mind, a fragmented memory was constantly reorganized, torn, and reorganized, all at once impacting the sea of his divine consciousness.
"It's okay, you're still there, everything is fine, you'll remember it slowly, remember everything about us, but I may ......"
"We, you?" said the corpse's eyes seemed to have something more in it.
Tears nodded vigorously, but at this time, the light and shadow on her body became more and more blurred, and it was about to dissipate.
Looking at the person in front of him, the spirit corpse didn't know why, and a tingling pain in his heart hit the depths of his soul.
Memories crossed his mind, and whenever he wanted to shout the name of the tears, the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.
"Damn, it's almost successful!" Chu Xiao was the same as the bone slave, crushed to death by the energy conjured up by the tears.
"Bone slave, don't think of a way yet!" Chu Xiao shouted anxiously.
At this moment, a bloody shadow crossed the sky, like a blood-colored lightning, galloping forward.
"Blood Old Ghost!"
"Blood slaves?"
The two exclaimed, they could not say how happy they were about this man's arrival.
This old man, whom they called a blood slave, exuded a strong smell of blood from top to bottom, and was dressed in a blood-colored robe, falling from his head.
The skin is very white and temporary, as tender as a newborn baby, and what is creepy is that the strange eyes, the spontaneous cold color, make people feel fear at a glance.
And his face is even more weird, one side of the face is extremely handsome, with a decadent beauty, while the other side of the face is crawling with burnt black blood, and the eye sockets are even deeper, which is extremely weird.
"It's good that the hall master sent me to follow, otherwise, relying on you two waste, today's matter, wouldn't it be a mess for you!" the blood slave said with a sinister smile.
"Tears of the Ancient Sage? Interesting, I haven't tasted the blood of the Ancient Sage, old slave, although it is a wreckage, but it must be very delicious. The blood slave cruelly licked his lips and said.
"How can this be another one, sir, I'm really dying today, alas. Zhou Yi looked helpless, and hurriedly found a hidden place to hide, and casually pulled up the unconscious little unicorn.
"Alas, it's better than nothing. As he spoke, two or three defensive formations were set up on his body, but it hurt him, but it was better than nothing, at least he was not killed, he was crushed to death by the flying rocks, but it was a tragedy, that kind of death was too aggrieved.
"It's not good, you go quickly, your seal has just been lifted, and the cultivation has fallen too much, let me stop him here, remember, you have something you want to protect, and in the days to come, tears can't accompany you." The Tears deliberately wanted to push the corpse away, but the light and shadow of the palm of his hand inadvertently passed through his body.
Immediately, after feeling the crisis, the tears turned into tears, and he was reluctant to look back at the spirit corpse standing in a daze.
The next moment, the tears turned into the appearance of the empress of the world again, the expression on her face was as cold as frost, and her tenderness only belonged to the man who looked at her.
A dazzling light lit up from the hand bones, and a raging karmic fire ignited on the hand bones of the tears, and a drop of pure essence blood that was more blood-red than a gem was slowly condensed by the karmic fire, and the hand bones were also burned under the endless karmic fire.
That drop of essence blood, before the death of the tears, desperately left the last hope, and the last thing she left in the world, just to go through the layers of cause and effect and see her sweetheart again.
At this moment, the essence blood coincided with her phantom again, and the momentum on her body regained again, like an empress looking down on the common people.
"Ignorant junior, the deity has been dissipated from the world for many years, it seems that there are already people who don't know me, today I will take you as the first soul of the present world!!" The voice of the tears was filled with incomparable confidence, and the glory of the once reincarnation sect could not be trampled on by anyone.
"Come on, you want to be in your heyday, the old slave is still a little afraid of you, now it won't be just a wisp of remnant soul, see the old slave accept you!" the blood slave sneered.
As he spoke, he saw half of the sky turn into an endless sea of blood, and in the sea of blood, there were several huge ghosts rising and falling, constantly tearing at the void.
Several rays of blood light rose into the sky, thick as a mountain, piercing through the sky, and the sound was terrifying.
For a while, even the bright moon in the sky was dyed with a blood moon, and the air was full of blood.
The big battle between the two is just around the corner.
However, at this moment, Zhou Yi, who was originally trembling with the aura of the two of them, suddenly felt a scorching heat in his waist.
When I looked down, I found that the bag around my waist was faintly shining, and it seemed that something was pregnant inside, and it was breaking out of its shell.