The girl spit out the seeds in her mouth and lay lazily on the ground: "It's so boring, but I don't remember anything."
Qingyang quickly caught the melon seeds and swallowed it, and came over with a smile on his face: "Returning to the ancestors requires a deep sleep nine times, and each awakening is a new beginning. This is your last time. It is normal if you don't remember it. So, for the sake of being upright. Returning, the old slave needs to find the most loyal guardian and let him open the door, because the old slave is not sure whether the avatars of the outside world and the body are still alive, if all are dead, the old slave is alone It’s impossible to protect Young Master safely, and there is no one to trust in the outside world."
The girl sighed, and then lay on the ground, her eyes seeming to penetrate the layers of clouds and mist, and she looked at the onlookers below.
"Is that those? Didn't you say that you trained two people, the one standing in the air? It looks really strong." For the woman who has just awakened, no matter her age, body, or even her entire memory, she looks south. Huangtong is indeed the strongest person, even stronger than Qing Yang.
Qing Yang also looked at the Southern Emperor's passage with hesitation at the moment: "Shaofujun, this man is called Nanhuangtong, and he is indeed the strongest person in this world, especially he has obtained part of the inheritance of the eight-star master Shendaokong. Currently in the marginal part of the main god."
"Dao Kong?" The girl stood up and asked Qing Yang suspiciously.
Qing Yang nodded: "When I desperately brought you in, I just ran into these two eight-star main gods fighting. I was sleeping, and it was too late to change boundaries. I had to exhaust the entire interface. It is sealed and cannot be opened from the outside world.
At that time you were just a baby. After finishing everything, I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up again, the two main gods were all dead.
I haven't recovered yet, I just wandered over and over again, trying to incarnate again, waiting for your awakening, reincarnation, during the period, I also found another master god Yanchi godhead that had been wiped out.
From that time on, the old slave set out for today, looking for someone who was born and grew up in this world and has nothing to do with anyone outside to help us.
That person must be firm enough in character, and owe us favor and empathy, so I selected one person after another with the godhead, let him inherit the power of the godhead, awaken and blast the seal.
Over the past million years, the old slaves have awakened tens of thousands of times, and they have also found tens of thousands of people. Everyone is a talented person, but they all failed.
I had to take back the Godhead over and over again, then continue to fall asleep, and wake up again to find someone else.
The only three people who are infinitely close to success are close to nine thousand reincarnations, and each of them has been cultivated by me as an indomitable enemy.
Only in the end, they all failed, and their enemies were even more sad. They were missed when they broke through to the senior fighters, and they all died. The only one who succeeded was the Nanhuangtong, but the talented young man who used the godhead It's dead.
In desperation, I gave my Godhead to a teenager and went to sleep, but I didn’t expect that when God’s will made people, he succeeded, and his temperament was very good, his talent was also very good, and more importantly, he and Nanhuangtong Is the enemy.
This is like two Gu, the strongest is the one who submitted the contract with the Young Lord. Therefore, I am very optimistic about him. If he wins and owes me favors, he can help us better. "Qing Yang said slowly.
The girl blinked: "Favorites?"
"Well, favor, because I gave him the Godhead, let him avenge him, and more importantly, this—" Qing Yang waved his hand, and a coffin slowly appeared in the middle of the black pot mountain peak, lying in it. A woman, lifelike, still breathing.
"This sister is so beautiful, what's her name?" the woman asked with interest.
"Ya Xin, Shao Ya Xin!"
"Oh, a nice name, but it doesn't sound as good as my name, Lao Huang, do you think An Mo is nice or Yaxin nice?" The girl's boss stared at Qing Yang without blinking.
Qingyang immediately raised his hands and swore, with a flattering expression on his face: "Of course it is An Mo that sounds good, but Yaxin is more than a step away from your name."
The woman named An Mo laughed suddenly, smiling extremely happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and then she looked at the three people who suddenly appeared in the crowd as if she had sensed something.
"Is that him? He wears a mask on his face!" An Mo pointed to the Su Yan trio who came to the crowd.
Qing Yang also looked at him, smiled and nodded again and again: "He seems to be strong again, he has no intention of inserting Liu Chengyin, since he is here, then we can start."
An Mo looked at Su Yan and scratched his head. Finally, as if remembering something funny, he directly patted the rock under him with one hand.
Suddenly, the black mountain trembled like a crock pot, and a ray of light came out from the mountain. The Nan Huangtong, who was still hesitant in the air, seemed to sense something, his eyes narrowed, his face suddenly changed, and he turned around. About to run.
But that ray of light was too fast, and it reached Nan Huangtong in an instant, and immediately enveloped him in it. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. The next moment, the light retracted. Under everyone’s shocked eyes, no matter what. On the inaccessible mountain peak, where the tenth floor was full of ice sculptures, the figure of Nan Huangtong appeared.
He looked confused, as if he wasn't sure where he was.
Among the crowd in the distance, Su Yan and the three people who rushed to get the news frowned, what is this place? His eyes also looked at the two hundred one-star main gods on the sixth floor, his face was shocked, and then he quickly searched for Yao Changkong's ice sculpture, looking at the broken palm and appearance, he couldn't go wrong.
Then, unbelievably, Nanhuangtong was sucked in. Su Yan wanted to figure out what exactly is this black mountain full of ice sculptures
But before he got closer to observe, another ray of light shot directly at him, his face changed, and he quickly pushed out the Hefeng and Youlu around him, and the light came in an instant.
"Your Highness!" He Feng was shocked, but Su Yan was shrouded in light and quickly retreated.
Only halfway through, it stopped. When everyone was surprised at who was treated at the same level as Nan Huangtong, Su Yan's whole body was radiant, and a blood armor flew out of the light. Then soon came the second, the third...
As if spitting out seeds, he vomited more than one hundred and thirty in a row. In the end, countless lights and shadows began to appear around, densely packed with people, that were all planes.
Su Yan was originally covered in white light and couldn't see anyone. Then there was a blockage in his chest, the godhead gleaming, and finally he closed completely forcibly. He didn't know what happened. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly surrounded him. For a moment, looking around, he was already on a white wasteland, and in front of him, there was a humanoid ice sculpture standing like a life.
"It's over!" Su Yan cried out badly.
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