A moment later, rain suddenly fell again under the clear sky, but the seawater that had disappeared returned. Under the huge shock, a large amount of seawater rushed into the sky, and turned into a local heavy rain and fell again.
The sea water poured a little coolness on Qing Ya's body, briefly dissipating some of the restlessness in his body. At this moment, his face was reflected like a ghost by the burning flames above Qing Ming, but Liu Bailu still had his eyes closed. He was powerful enough to split mountains and seas, but he still couldn't get within three feet of her. Even if the Ming Yan continues to rise, the fire net can still only be scattered around Liu Bailu like a split spider web.
After the restless power was squandered, the dark flames on Qingming Sword gradually dimmed, but even so, a stream of dim purple energy continued to rise in the Qingya Qi Sea, and every ray of purple energy continued to rise. It's enough to replenish the depleted Qi Sea.
From the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, the source of chaos gave birth to the mother of all things. The original sages called it the original Tao. Later, Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things. In the continuous evolution, the world between heaven and earth has changed. It always retains the Hongmeng purple energy born from the chaotic world.
To this day, when day and night alternate, the yin and yang are negative, and when a new life form is born, a ray of Hongmeng purple energy will be produced. It maintains the rise and fall of the entire life species and continues to spread in the overlapping evolution and evolution of the world. , until the last life form of this race dies completely, this ray of Hongmeng purple energy will return to the original source of the world, waiting for the continuation of the next species.
In the past, Qiantang Yimeng, during the duel between Qingya and Qingluo, she captured a ray of Hongmeng purple energy that had returned to its origin and injected it into Qingya's sea of energy, thus giving birth to a steady stream of spiritual power. Judging from the scale, , perhaps in the early morning of that day, an inconspicuous species ushered in the end of life.
The 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 this period, the continuous feedback of the Purple Qi also activated Qingya's recovery ability that is far beyond ordinary people, and the boiling just now also gave birth to the Purple Qi It is like a new sprout, about to unfold its first branches and leaves.
The spiritual power that had receded like a tide was filled again, the flames on Qing Ming burned again, and Qing Ya once again gave control of his body to the sword spirit.
And the moment the sword spirit took over Qingya's body, before it could gather its spiritual power to drive the sword technique, an invisible wrist locked its throat tightly.
There was no time to react. The biting frost and snow were reflected in Liu Bailu's eyes. With Qing Ming's current strength, he had already fallen into her cage before even catching her whereabouts.
"Who are you and how did you get into his body? Come out!"
Qingya, who was hiding 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 brilliance of the scorching sun in her hand penetrates Qingya's body and penetrates directly into Qingming's void spirit body. Qingya can vaguely hear Qingming's body. Ming was moaning in pain.
Liu Bailu now looks like the legendary goddess Xihe, who is sending down her judgment.
"Qing Ming, get back into the sword quickly."
Qing Ya in the spiritual platform shouted loudly, wanting Qing Ming to return the control of his body to him, but Qing Ming, as the former God of the Styx, holds the life and death of thousands of undead in his hands, even if Pluto was so arrogant back then. Even the wizard could not completely subdue it.
But today, a human was able to subdue him at the moment when he had no power to fight back. Although this young man's body was still very weak for him, the human in front of him was able to directly hurt his spirit body. There was no doubt that , her cultivation level is definitely beyond the comparison of ordinary human monks.
This time, Qing Ming ignored the sword master's call. As the God of the Styx, he could never lose to a human being, even if his own power was not even close to one, even if the human in front of him had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.
It cut off its connection with the sword master. Taking this willful opportunity, it finally found a worthy opponent.
Although the spiritual power in Qingya's sea of qi has been filled again, Qingming has not used Qingya's spiritual power at all. In the illusion, after a long period of recovery, Qingming's spiritual body gradually outlines the body and becomes dim again. And confused.
It uses its own original power as the driving force of battle to face the opponent in front of it.
Zheng, Qing Ming broke free from Liu Bailu's restraints and pushed out a palm straight to Liu Bailu's face.
As the palm power continued to advance, the night also rose from Qing Ming's back, constantly eating away at the bright universe.
"This is the power of the God of Styx. Girl, please stay back."
As she spoke, the goddess's palms glowed with white light, as if the light of the scorching sun was rotating in her hands.
The most beautiful goddess in the God Realm, Nuwa is particularly familiar with the aura of the underworld and the demon world. From the moment Qingya was imprisoned, she felt that the aura on Qingya's body had changed into something extremely strange, but she didn't think much about it. , knowing that night was falling, the memories of the past kept flashing back in the mind of the goddess.
Liu Bailu did not agree to the dissuasion of the goddess of heaven. The tide of night came raging, but stopped abruptly in front of her. She could no longer move forward. Even with every step Liu Bailu took, the night seemed to be covered by the sun. Dispersion generally continues to recede.
Qingya Xuan's clothes are like ink, and Liu Bailu's white clothes are like snow. The distance between them is only seven steps, but they are in the night and the day respectively. They are obviously close to each other, but they are still unable to touch. This makes Qing Ya felt very unhappy.
"It turns out that after thousands of years, even the once mighty God of the Underworld has declined to this point. Neither gods nor demons can escape the erosion of time. Under the law of heaven, there has never been true eternity."
Seeing this, the goddess also took back the light in her hand.
In the age of the gods, the water of the Styx River often poured into the Tianhe River, and the God of Styx used the heaven as his own back garden to come and go freely. Every time, he turned the water of the Tianhe River upside down and finally walked away.
Although the goddess lives in the wilderness, she often hears the news about the God of Styx making trouble in the sky. She never thought that four thousand years later, they would meet again in the shoreless world. However, they had lost too much in the wear and tear of time. .
At this time, Liu Bailu also discovered that Qingya had not been taken away by anyone, and his soul and essence had not been taken away at all. This reminded her of Qingya's battle with Tianxuan Peak Jiang Ning and Tianshu Peak Shen Bieyun. The secret technique revealed at that time, as well as the mysterious black sword he got from nowhere, turned out to be this.
The night became thicker and thicker, as if it was soaked in ink and was about to drip down. Night and day also formed a rivalry, and the sword in Qingya's hand had also disappeared under the thick night.
