"Ren Feifan, I curse you, you will not die a good death!"
"You are waiting for death for me. If you dare to sacrifice my magic weapon, I want you to pay for it with your life!"
"The Lord of Reincarnation is dead, you can't save him!"
Huazu screamed, and the bloody humanoid shape suddenly turned into a blood arrow, shot out with a roar, and headed towards Ye Chen to kill him.
Ren Feifan's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand to intercept the blood arrow in the air. He raised his hand again, and the blood arrow flew into the sky, merged with the majestic energy in the sky, and turned into a blood dragon-like horse. Rushing down toward the Book of Immortality in Ye Chen's hand.
This is the energy after the sacrifice of the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern. It is very powerful and powerful.
Ye Chen was already prepared. He stood on the ground with steady steps, holding the Book of Immortality in his hand to welcome the terrifying energy that rushed down.
Boom!
The sacrificial energy of the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern violently rushed into the Book of the Immortal, and all the essence and blood of Huazu seeped into the paper.
This book of immortality seemed to be a thin book, but it easily withstood the impact of the sacrifice of the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern. On the contrary, Ye Chen felt as if he was standing under a waterfall, and was almost washed away.
He saw that after Huazu's essence and blood seeped into it, only one page was dyed red, and the redness quickly faded. It was as if there was a demon hidden in the book, devouring all energy.
"What a weird heavenly book!"
"Does it really work?"
Ye Chen's heart trembled, and his spiritual will covered the heavenly book, allowing Huazu's essence and blood to outline two words according to his own will, which is the name of the little grass god, Qingyan.
At the same time, Ye Chen also thought about Qingyan's figure in his mind.
Boom!
As soon as Qingyan's name appeared on the heavenly book, some mysterious energy seemed to be touched in the void, thunder erupted, and layers of divine light and magic bloomed.
A spectacular scene appeared. Thousands of gods and demons emerged from the void. They chanted, knelt and worshiped, and raised their hands as if they were worshiping something.
Surrounded by gods and demons, the figure of a little girl slowly descended from the sky.
There are pieces of feathers intertwined around the little girl's body. The feathers are black and white, flying and dancing around the little girl's tender and white body. The picture is quite magnificent.
The little girl is Qingyan, the grass god. She has her eyes closed, as if she is still asleep.
Those black and white feathers felt very familiar to Ye Chen. He thought of the so-called master, the sixteen-winged god summoned by Su Ying.
The grass god Qingyan slowly landed, and the gods, demons, and stars held her up like a moon. The black and white feathers turned into an elegant and delicate feather coat on her body.
Qingyan's immature body began to grow up. She originally looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl, but she grew rapidly at this moment, as if she had suddenly become ten years older. She grew into a seventeen-year-old girl with a slender and slender body. , revealing the purity and vitality of a girl, with a slightly green figure, combined with a pink and jade-like face, revealing a touching beauty.
"Brother Ye Chen..."
Qingyan opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were as bright and moving as autumn water.
Her expression was a little surprised. She looked at herself, at Ye Chen, and then at the vast scene in the sky where hundreds of millions of gods and demons were kneeling in worship, feeling confused in her heart.
"Qingyan!"
Ye Chen was overjoyed and called out. The Book of Immortality was indeed effective. With the blood of Huazu, Qingyan was actually resurrected.
The atmosphere of the gods and demons slowly dissipated, Qingyan lost her surroundings, she exclaimed "Ouch" and fell from the sky.
Ye Chen was startled and hurriedly flew up, hugged her and brought her back to the ground, but felt that there was no aura in her body, just like an ordinary person.
"Sister Qingyan, your power..."
Ye Chen was very strange. Even if Qingyan taught Sun Yi the Taoism of the Grass God, she would still be able to retain a certain level of cultivation. She would never be as empty as she is now, with no spiritual energy.
"I...I don't know."
Qingyan also felt empty in her body, and she couldn't figure out what was going on. She thought she was dead, but she didn't expect that Ye Chen could resurrect her.
Ren Feifan looked Qing Yan up and down, made some calculations with his fingers, frowned suddenly, and said:
"Hua Zu's blood is not enough. Even if she is resurrected, her strength will not be restored. Only by killing Hua Zu and getting all of his Heavenly Emperor's blood can her strength be restored."
Ye Chen was surprised. He looked at the Book of the Immortal and saw that the traces of blood on the Book of the Immortal had completely faded away.
He just wrote Qingyan's name, and it disappeared completely. The book became completely blank again with no words.
The Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern was sacrificed just now, but it failed to leave any trace on this book.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed.
This book of immortality is so weird. Does it really represent the power of the ultimate god?
Qingyan's power did not recover, but she didn't care much. She smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. My time has passed. Even if I lose my power, it's not a big deal."
Ren Feifan shook his head and said: "No, all time and space is filled with darkness and chaos. If you don't have enough strength to fight against it, you will only be swallowed by the darkness and worn away by the years into bones."
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"Your physical lifespan after your resurrection this time can only last for about ten thousand years. And because you have no strength to support you, you will not be able to withstand the darkness of time and space, and you will have to bear the wear and tear of time every day."
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