In the ancient land of worshiping the moon, the flowers of the moon descended from the sky, and in the shocking eyes of the thousands of people of the worshiping moon, the moon god descended to the earth and came to the world in person.
"See Luna!"
In front of the altar, thousands of people who worshipped the moon clan recovered from their shock and saluted respectfully.
When the gods came into the world, the vast and incomparable divine might spread, and the divine body formed by the tens of thousands of years of faith of the Moon Worship Clan was extremely powerful, and it did not look inferior to the body of the Moon God.
"Get up."
On the altar, the figure of the Moon God descended from the sky, and the toes stepped lightly, and the entire Moon Worship Ancient Land shook violently.
In front of the altar, thousands of people worshipping the moon got up and looked at the moon god in front of them, their hearts were still unbearable.
"Something happened to the high priest, I have to go and save him first."
Time was short, and after a short period of adapting to his new body, Luna said calmly, stepped on the lotus step lightly, and rose up into the sky, flying towards the starry sky.
In the star space, the moonlight sprinkled, and the silhouette of the moon god flew past, heading north quickly.
At the end of the Vientiane Star Territory, on the ancient star of life, in the unknown palace, the thunder was heavy, and it was constantly destroying the body of Zhiming.
In the sea of lei, Ning Chen, who was covered in blood, tightly hugged the woman in his arms with both arms, even if Wan Lei added, he would not let go for a moment.
Leg bones, back bones, and shoulder bones were smashed to pieces in the midst of ten thousand thunder, and the sky thunder full of destructive power destroyed most of Zhiming's body.
The inextinguishable demon body protects the master, struggling to support, barely protecting the last shred of vitality.
Ning Chen's whole body, the bones are clearly visible, the whole body is full of terrifying cracks, looking terrifying.
"Ah... pretty."
In Ning Chen's mouth, he whispered softly, his eyes were lost, and he could no longer see a trace of brilliance.
The sadness is no greater than the death of the heart. I have been struggling to support Zhiming, who has survived for thousands of years. A heart has long been riddled with holes. Today's drastic changes have become the last straw that overwhelms Zhiming's psychology.
Thousands of years of hard work, thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of war, all of life is just to protect the cherished people in the heart, but in the end, it is in exchange for something.
The way of heaven is not fair, and it is never blessed.
"boom!"
In the void, thunder crashed down, and on Ning Chen's back, the keels collapsed, blood splashed, and it was dazzling.
"High Priest!"
At this moment, outside of Lei Hai, Luna, who was chasing Ning Chen's breath, saw the scene in front of him, and his eyes narrowed fiercely.
The High Priest's life was at stake, and the Moon God did not dare to hesitate for a moment. With a soft drink, the power of faith surged around him, Yue Hua lingered, and slapped it with a palm, forcibly shaking off the thunder that was blocking in front of him.
The rumbling sounded, and the Moon God protected the whole body with the power of faith, and swept into the depths of the thunder sea.
"boom!"
In the void, thunder fell from the sky, and the terrifying power blasted away the power of faith and landed directly on the soul of the Moon God.
The Moon God staggered, and his soul was affected, and it was uncertain.
Fortunately, the tens of thousands of years of faith in the Moon Worship Clan was inexhaustible, quickly stabilizing the Moon God soul body.
Luna stabilized his body and continued to walk forward.
In the depths of the thunder sea, the keel behind Ning Chen was severely damaged, and his consciousness was dying.
However, as long as there are signs of life in the center of the Thunder Sea, the thunder in the void will continue to fall, obliterating all living beings.
"High Priest!"
Luna risked his life and stepped forward, waved the two and hurried towards Lei Haiwai.
"boom!"
On the void, the thunderbolt fell, directly hitting the Moon God and Zhiming who still had signs of life, bringing out a waterfall of beautiful blood flowers.
The Moon God, who is not good at fighting, came down to earth with all kinds of hardships and saved his life regardless of his own life and death. The Protoss is proud and discriminates against the human race. The Moon God is an exception to the Protoss. love.
Ning Chen did not respect the heavens and the earth in his life, he did not kneel to the gods, and only respected the moon god.
Everything that has an effect has a cause. God and man pay for each other. Today, knowing that fate is in trouble, the Moon God will spare no expense to save each other.
Outside the palace, the Moon God pulled the two out, and the divine soul was hit by the thunder, and the loss was not small.
"Xianchang."
On Ning Chen's shoulder, the small gourd flew out, his big eyes were full of tears, he didn't dare to appear in the sea of thunder just now, and now he came out of the sea of thunder, and immediately appeared to rescue.
On the side, the Moon God raised his slender hand lightly, and the power of faith affected the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and it continued to sink into Zhiming's body.
The two joined forces, Ning Chen's body, the abnormally broken body began to repair quickly, the broken bones were remodeled, and the blood flowed back.
At this moment, the inextinguishable demon body showed its might, and no matter how many injuries it was, it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The High Priest."
The Moon God pulled his hand away, and his beautiful face was full of worry.
"Xianchang, wake up."
The little gourd reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sobbing.
In front of the two, Ning Chen's eyes slowly opened, empty and dead, making people unable to see any human emotions.
"The High Priest."
Seeing the person in front of him wake up, the Moon God had a happy expression on his face, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly froze.
Eyes of the High Priest!
"Xianchang, you scared me to death."
The little gourd rushed up, and Tao Tao burst into tears.
"I'm all right."
Ning Chen reached out and patted Xiao Hulu's head, and said softly.
Xiao Hulu raised his head and said, "Really?"
"real."
Ning Chen nodded and forced a smile on his face, said.
Xiao Hulu was naive and could not see any fake, so he nodded reassuringly, and flew back to the divine ban swayingly.
"High priest, your eyes?"
Looking at the empty eyes of the white-haired young man in front of him, Luna asked with extreme grief in his heart.
"No problem."
Ning Chen got up and said calmly, "I can't see it anymore. For cultivators like us, it doesn't matter whether you have eyes or not."
The moon god clenched his hands tightly, and the sadness in his eyes was hard to hide.
How could it be the same? Although a cultivator can distinguish objects based on his spiritual sense and hearing, no matter how powerful his spiritual sense and hearing are, it is impossible to replace his eyes.
Eyes are the only thing that can distinguish the colors of the world. If you lose your eyes, there will be no light in the world.
"Moon God, thank you for coming to help, people from the God Realm can't go down to earth, you better go back quickly, or your soul power will be seriously depleted." Ning Chen looked at the Moon Clan gods in front of him with empty eyes, and smiled.
There was a struggle on Luna's face. After a while, he nodded and said, "Then you should return to the God Realm as soon as possible."
"I'll go back after the affairs of the world are done." Ning Chen said with a smile on his face.
Luna nodded, sighed in his heart, and left without saying any more.
That girl, the three souls are gone, even if there is an immortality medicine, it is impossible to come back to life.
Ning Chen stood in front of the palace and watched the Moon God leave. After a long time, he turned around and hugged Ah Man who was lying on the ground, and walked away.
In the next hundred years, no one saw Ning Chen again, whether in the gods or in the human world, as if the world had evaporated and disappeared completely.
For a hundred years, in the city of Jinxi in the Hongluan Star Region, the owner of Xiaoyue waited patiently, never impatient for a moment.
He knew that Marquis Zhiming would come.
As long as the Marquis is still alive.
Marquis Zhiming is cunning, insidious, and full of intrigue and intrigue, but he is extremely committed.
Wangchuan, Zhutian, Jin Yao, in the starry sky, one after another vast star field ups and downs. In a hundred years, Ning Chen took Aman to every corner of the starry sky. After a hundred years, he returned to the end of the Vientiane Star Field. in an unnamed palace.
A hundred years have passed, and Ning Chen's aura has become more terrifying, his white hair is flying like a demon.
In front of the palace, Ning Chen walked out, his sword intent spread, and the hall behind him quickly disintegrated.
The terrifying sword pressure was more powerful than a hundred years ago. Ning Chen, who had lost his light, had made a rapid advance in his sword cultivation, and he was about to take that crucial step.
In a hundred years, Ning Chen's sword has become more pure, and the sword's ultimate meaning can only be completely destroyed.
In the main hall, Ning Chen had a cyan coffin tied to his back, and as he walked, everything would be destroyed.
Not long after, in front of Lei Hai, Ning Chen walked up to him, pressing forward with a sword intent, forcibly shaking off the thunder that filled the sky.
Amidst the scattered thunder, Ning Chen continued to step forward, with plain clothes and white hair, not stained with fine dust.
A Man had an accident here, and even the three souls completely disappeared, leaving only the body. Ning Chen practiced for a hundred years before killing him again.
Under the sword of destruction, thunder and lightning scattered all over the sky, and it was difficult to hurt Zhiming in the slightest.
At the end of the sea of lei, a large hall appeared. On the main hall, three thrones appeared in front of them. On the thrones, there was one person sitting on each.
The breath of the three people is extremely strong, even if it is only a soul imprint, it is not much more conceited than the real fifth realm powerhouse.
Ning Chen walked over, his empty eyes swept across the three of them, without saying a word, he put down the coffin on his back, and waved his sword.
"If you pass the test, you can get the inheritance of my Dakun Sword Sect."
On the throne, one spoke and said calmly.
"No need!"
Ning Chen said in a cold voice, "I am here just to kill you all!"
When the words fell, Ning Chen moved, Jue Immortal dazzled, and slashed at the three of them.
When the three peerless masters of the Dakun Sword Sect saw this, they immediately intervened.
However, the sword of fate has long been different from what it used to be.
In Ning Chen's hands, Jue Xian was unpredictable. On the sword, blood-colored threads appeared, crisscrossed, and bound to the three people in front.
The three peerless masters of the Dakun Sword Sect couldn't avoid it, and were immediately trapped by the blood-colored silk thread, and their moves were restrained.
The next moment, Jue Immortal slashed, and the sound was deafening.
"Uh!"
The three inheritors of the Dakun Sword Sect hummed in unison, and their souls were cut open by the immortal sword.
The three souls shattered, and in an instant, their soul powers converged sharply, turning into an ancient sword condensed from their soul power, and slashed forward to know their fate.
Ning Chen was unmoved at all. On the immortal sword in his hand, the silver brilliance lit up, and it was clear that I slashed and slashed down with one sword.
With a loud bang, the ancient sword collapsed in an astonishing shock, and was cut off by the sword of the Ming Dynasty.
The three inheritors of the Dakun Sword Sect took shape, and their silhouettes became violently visible and disappeared, and gradually they disappeared.
Ning Chen's empty eyes watched as the imprints on the souls of the three people faded away, and there was no change in their expressions from beginning to end.
"Aman, let's go back to the God Realm."
Ning Chen picked up the coffin again, and walked towards the Hongluan Star Territory. Hongluan Star Region, Jinxi City, the second floor of Xiaoyue Chang'an, the landlord of Xiaoyue put down what he was doing and said, "Hongluan, pack up, we are leaving."