He saw his sister, a little girl about three years old, who was also blinking at him with big dark eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother. Finally, the little girl spoke first, and she screamed very happily.

"Uh, sister. ”

Qinglian finally understood why her younger sister only let her brother go to her instead of her taking the initiative to find her.

She was trapped in a cyan fruit, the fruit of Aoki. It may be a bit incorrect to say this, but it would be more accurate to say that she was not born yet, and the fruit that wrapped around her was her fetal membranes.

"Brother, I'm coming out. The little girl opened her hands to him.

"Uh, can't you come out yourself?"

The little girl shook her head and said with some annoyance: "It's uncomfortable to die, brother, help me out, I also want to grow up as quickly as you and go to the outside world to play." ”

"So, is it okay?" Qinglian hesitated a little, the little girl at this time, as if she had not yet completed her pregnancy, was still pregnant, and he was worried that breaking the outer layer of fetal membranes would have any adverse effects on her.

On the contrary, the little girl shook her head indifferently and said, "Brother, you didn't sneak out back then, and there was nothing wrong." ”

"I ...... back then"

Qinglian suddenly didn't know what to say, he was forcibly taken out by others back then, and he was just a seed at that time.

"Do you know what happened to me?"

Suddenly, Qinglian looked at the little girl in surprise, it was 20,000 years ago.

"Well, there is a memory of inheritance, brother, you disappeared a long time ago, but I sensed your existence as soon as I was born, brother, I'm not powerful. ”

"Awesome, awesome. ”

Qinglian also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart when she spoke, if the little girl was really twenty thousand years old, then they would not be brothers and sisters, but brothers and sisters, after all, his previous and present lives combined were less than half of a hundred.

"Brother, help me out. ”

"Good. ”

Qinglian hesitated, but nodded in agreement, because he knew that many demon kings outside wanted to enter the Blue Emperor world to find the inheritance of the Blue Emperor, and if they were allowed to see the little girl, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It's just that Qinglian found that he seemed to underestimate the defense of the fruit's fetal membrane, and he couldn't shake it even a little bit under the blow with all his strength.

Seeing such a result, the little girl couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Don't worry, my brother will think of a way and will always be with you. Qinglian's words made the little girl settle down a little, in fact, what she was most afraid of was staying here alone, and loneliness and hesitation would drown him.

"By the way, what's your name?" Qinglian asked as she thought about how to break the fetal membranes of the fruit.

"Name. The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't have a name." ”

"I don't have a name, so I'll get you one!"

"Okay!" the little girl agreed, her eyes fixed on him, and she looked at him with some anticipation.

"Well, we are all descendants of Emperor Qing, with Qing as our surname, my name is Qinglian, and you will be called Qingyi!"

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi ......"

The little girl repeated it twice, her eyes lit up, and she seemed to like it very much, and Qinglian was also a little relieved, and finally shifted her attention.

"Tsing Yi, be careful, I'm here. ”

"Tsing Yi, be careful, I'll try again. ”

"Tsing Yi, be careful, I ......"

In the next three hours, Qinglian attacked the fetal membrane of the fruit from different directions no less than a hundred times, but there was still no effect.

Fortunately, the fruit fetal membrane itself does not have the slightest anti-shock force, but it only absorbs Qinglian's attack, otherwise, the anti-shock power alone is enough for Qinglian to drink a pot.

In order to break the fetal membrane of the fruit, Qinglian can be said to be desperate, if it weren't for the fact that the great god of the Innate Spirit Treasure Creation Ding stayed in his sea of qi and really couldn't move, he would have asked this great god to smash it a long time ago.

Eventually, his gaze fell on the small golden sword in the palm of his left hand, and he remembered that this little golden sword had once broken through the dark void, and it should not be difficult to cut through the fetal membrane of this fruit.

However, it hasn't manifested its body since the last time it was transformed into a sword-shaped sigil.

Cultivating the first layer of qi and cultivating spiritual consciousness gave him a glimmer of possibility to communicate the sword-type imprint. As soon as he approached the control of his spiritual sense, he felt a pain that tore through his soul.

He saw that in the palm of his left hand, there was a golden light, which was in a half-sealed state, but it exuded an instinctive edge and sharpness, making him feel that his soul was about to be cut.

"It's amazing. ”

At this time, Qinglian had these three words left in her heart, the so-called sword-shaped mark was just a sword light, but even if it was just a sword light, it was unimaginably strong.

After calming down her messy thoughts a little, Qinglian began to try to communicate with the sword light. Sure enough, as soon as his spiritual sense approached, it stimulated the surging sword intent contained in the sword light, almost cutting his soul literally.

Qinglian felt that if she wanted to control this sword light, her spiritual sense at this time was not enough at all, at least a hundred times stronger.

Different from the Creation Ding, although the Creation Ding is very strong, it is in a state of being semi-refined by him, and the breathing method he created according to the Creation Ding is very suitable for the Creation Ding.

This sword light is different, it just resides in his body, and it has not been refined, maybe he can naturally refine it when he cultivates, but it is definitely not something that can be done now.

However, if he wants to break the fetal membrane of the fruit, there is no other way, and this is the only way, he must try.

Tsing Yi also didn't speak, looking at him nervously and worriedly, the two of them had a special spiritual connection, he could feel that he was doing something dangerous, and he didn't dare to disturb him.

In fact, it is precisely because of this kind of telepathy that she can wake up Qinglian at the most dangerous moment every time.

"Brother, don't try. ”

Again being cut off by the sword light, Qinglian felt very uncomfortable in her head, groggy, as if she had fallen asleep, but he insisted on controlling the next wisp of spiritual sense to continue to probe towards the sword light.

"Don't worry, my brother is about to succeed. ”

Qinglian barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face, but he wasn't lying. As wisps of spiritual consciousness were slashed by the sword light, he was not without the slightest gain, and after the sword light was contaminated with the breath of his soul, the reaction was not as fierce as at the beginning.

This was a good sign, and he felt that it might not be long before he could really use his spiritual sense to activate this sword light.

"Brother. ”

Tsing Yi slowly closed his eyes and began to control Aoki's life energy to concentrate here, turning into the purest life essence and pouring into Qinglian's body.

After doing this, the look on Tsing Yi's face was obviously a lot tired, but looking at Qinglian who was gradually recovering, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

The exhaustion of the soul was swept away, Qinglian opened her eyes and glanced at Tsing Yi, nodded, and continued to communicate with the sword light.

Because he didn't know when those demon kings would enter the Blue Emperor World, there had always been a sense of urgency in his heart.

He must leave with Tsing Yi before this, otherwise, the sacrifices of the teacher and senior brother will be in vain, and if Tsing Yi falls into the hands of those demon kings, there will definitely be no good end.

Underneath Aoki, there was always a layer of black fog shrouded here, and even Tsing Yi's talent couldn't fully see the scene inside.

The red earth is like the color of blood mixed with the dried soil, and Aoki grows from this blood-colored earth.

In this blood-colored underground, at a certain moment, the entire earth trembled, as if some desolate beast was impacting inside.

The blood-red earth began to glow at this time, becoming strange, and the dry earth began to become wet again, but not because of water, but because of blood.

It was as if countless blood was coming out of the ground, soaking the earth.

If one could see beneath the earth, they would find that Aoki's roots, which had been crystal green, had turned blood-red, like blood vessels, absorbing the blood that came out of the earth.

"Damn, the little power that I have accumulated with great difficulty has been extracted again, Emperor Qing, you will die if you die, and you will suppress me after death, and when I go out, I will definitely destroy the world, and then kill everyone related to you. ”

In a strange space under the earth, there was an unwilling roar.

Gluttony and good food, as far as the eye can see, eat everything, devour the sky and the earth.

And at this time, in this strange space, Aoki's countless roots were inserted into his body, devouring his flesh and blood, it can be said that all the energy of the entire Qingdi was provided from it, which could be regarded as karma.

The gluttony kept pounding the seal, trying to rush out of it, which also made Aoki start to shake.

Even Qinglian, who was trying her best to communicate with the sword light, couldn't help but observe the changes in the outside world at this time.

Before Tsing Yi said that there was a terrifying big guy under this green wood, he often disturbed her sleep, and Qinglian still didn't believe it, but at this time she had to believe it.

Shaking Aoki, who supports heaven and earth, with his own strength, if nothing else, this kind of power is really terrifying.

Aoki didn't shake for long, he stabilized again, and Qinglian didn't pay attention, what he had to do now was the most important thing.

A wisp of his spiritual sense has been attached to the sword light, and the sword light is strictly speaking, it is only a conceptual existence, without a specific form, and it cannot exist for a long time.

But the sword light contained in Qinglian's left hand seems to be a little different, it is formless and substantial, but it has a physical existence, and this form has been linked to him, that is, without him, the sword light will dissipate.

In the sword light, Qinglian felt a kind of power that broke through everything, without it, it has a supreme edge and fierceness, no one can restrain it, which is why it is obviously parasitic in Qinglian's body, but still rejects Qinglian, this rejection, not only for Qinglian, but also for anyone.

The sharp edge emanating from the sword intent seemed to tear Qinglian's soul into countless pieces, and Qinglian did not flinch in the slightest.