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- For four months, gray and cold weather raged in the sky. The sky was no longer warm, and even the most majestic eagles no longer soared, as if they were frightened by the coldness.
Finally, in the sky of Tianwu Continent, several figures quickly passed by. Added a few more curves to the simple gray sky.
"The gods have appeared, they must have come to save us"
"There is hope, no one will have to die"
¡°Great God, please save us~~~~¡±
The desperate crowd shouted wildly.
"It's a pity that the four figures didn't stop at all. They even flew past them without even looking at them.
So, after a short period of joy, the desperate people continue to be desperate, the crazy people continue to be crazy, and the depraved continue to degenerate!
"Be at ease and do your duty, the world will not collapse!!"
Ningxue finally couldn't help but speak softly, and at the same time, her body also emitted a peaceful light, causing the miracle of the gods descending to earth.
The scene in front of me is so different from the ice and snow woman who knows that her life is about to die every night when night falls in the Holy Kingdom of Ice and Snow, and dances crazily.
"What's the point of giving them false hope?" Murong Yiqiao sighed softly.
"That would at least make them happy before they die."
Ningxue smiled, but that smile seemed too forced.
Yes, for these ordinary people, I can still give them some hope and make them feel more stable before death.
But what about yourself?
It seems that I can¡¯t even comfort myself. In an instant, the mood that had been slightly better because of comforting others began to sink again.
But the young master Ximen next to him seemed not to be sentimental at all. He grinned and nodded with deep understanding: "Well, yes, it's better to have hope than no hope. Just like us, although we know that we will die, we can still be with Ning Yan and the others after all. Don't you mean burial? Although the Heavenly Formation has been activated, it will take at least half a year to destroy this world. We can still be together happily for half a year, so what does it matter even if we die."
As he spoke, his small eyes suddenly lit up: "Haha, for some unknown reason, I feel that the power in my body is growing along the way. I don't think it will take long before I can break through the ancient god realm and say, Maybe I can return to the cultivation level I had when I was at the altar that day. Huh, when I see that girl Ning Yan, I will definitely teach her a lesson and see if she still dares to keep saying that I am useless."
The fat man waved his little hands excitedly, fully demonstrating the face of the nouveau riche showing off in front of the poor.
Murong Yiqiao, Ningxue and Wei Boyi looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Back at the altar, Ximen Wuji transformed into Hungry Shura. He originally thought that he would only be able to hide in a dark corner where he could not see the sun, and endure endless loneliness alone.
Being able to see the light again and get along with everyone, let alone half a year, even if it was only a month, he would not hesitate at all if he had to exchange his life for it!
There was no problem with this originally. As long as Wei Boyi was around, he could live like a normal person. But now that the Burial Formation is activated, countless people are dying with resentment, and his body of Hungry Shura will automatically absorb those resentments, and the speed will become faster and faster. His cultivation level continues to rise, and to a certain extent, even Wei Boyi's Xuanyin Qi may not be able to suppress it.
¡°Alas~~~~~~¡± Murong Yiqiao sighed, scooped out a white jade Buddha statue and handed it to Ximen Wuji: ¡°Scoop it out and take it with you.¡±
Ximen Wuji was startled for a moment: "What is this?"
Murong Yiqiao smiled and said: "This is the Xiangtian Buddha statue handed down from ancient times in the Forbidden Forest Temple. It can absorb the power of peace between heaven and earth, and has the effect of suppressing the resentment in your body. If you take it with you, you can leave Brother Wei." It doesn¡¯t matter if it¡¯s a little further away.¡±
She looked at him with a strange smile: "Otherwise, wouldn't it be bad if you went a little too far when you were walking with Sister Ningyan?"
Ximen Wuji was stunned for a moment. He was frowning and disapproving that the Buddha statue was too ugly. His face suddenly changed. His frowning eyebrows straightened out. He snatched the Buddha statue from the opponent's hand and hung it around his neck with his clothes. After hiding it, he sighed helplessly: "Oh~~~Forget it, in order not to be annoyed by that girl, just be ugly."
As he said that, he seemed to be unwilling. He raised his head and glanced at Murong Yiqiao resentfully: "Oh~~~ You said those ancestors in the forest are true, why can't they make a Buddha statue more beautiful? So fat?"
Ningxue and the others were slightly startled, looked at him with strange expressions for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back a soft smile: "That's not just to match you"
? ?The gentle laughter slightly relieved the depression caused by the gloomy sky.
However, Young Master Ximen¡¯s wish to accompany Sun Ningyan for a nice walk in the Forbidden Forest failed to come true. Because, on the way, they had already met Chengtian, Yanluo and people from nine overseas tribes.
"Sister Yanluo, how did you break my confinement formation?"
Murong Yiqiao frowned and asked, there was no surprise of reunion on his face, but a touch of sadness.
She and Ningxue personally arranged the restrictions outside the forest, and also borrowed part of the power of the Ice and Snow Sacred Tree and the Mandala Artifact. Naturally, they knew how powerful it was. With the strength of Chengtian and others, it is absolutely impossible to break through, and the only person in the world who has the ability to break through, except Wei Boyi, who has been with the two of them, that. . . That's all. . . . The divine queen above the clouds. . . .
Sure enough, it was just as she feared.
Yanluo lowered his head: "It was the God of Destiny who opened the ban. Brother Yang's grandfather, parents, aunt and Miss Sun were all taken away. He also asked us to come out and find you to go to the Tower of Babel with you."
"What? Ning Yan was also taken away?" Ximen Wuji jumped up, then frowned again, glanced at Yan Luo doubtfully, and said, "Mr. Yang is Brother Yang's closest relative. Between us and Brother Yang, Even if Brother Yang is gone, we can't let them suffer any injustice. If we catch them, we can blackmail us to go to Babel Tower. But what I can't figure out is, what is their purpose in taking Sun Ningyan away? "
"For Mr. Wei."
Yan Luo glanced at the young man in black opposite him and lowered his head: "That day, the God of Destiny said he was afraid that Mr. Wei would not be willing to go, so he took Sister Ning Yan away too."
While speaking, she squeezed and handed it over with some fear.
Although she had spent a lot of time with the young man in black in front of her and knew that he was Yang Lingtian's best friend, after all, the battle at the altar had brought her too much shock, and Wei Boyi appeared again. When he is in front of him, there is always a cold aura on his body, which makes people feel chilly involuntarily.
Ximen Wuji didn¡¯t notice Yan Luo¡¯s fearful look. He was just startled for a moment and frowned more tightly: ¡°But what does capturing Ning Yan have to do with whether Brother Wei goes to Babel Tower?¡±
"Because Ning Yan is my sister!"
Wei Boyi sighed, as if he wanted to ease Yan Luo's fear of him, and reached out his hand to touch Yan Luo's hair lovingly, then turned to look at the people with astonished faces: "Actually, I He Ningyan is originally from the Dayan Holy Land, and we were born into an ancient god family passed down from ancient times"
"The child has no mother, it's a long story."
However, Wei Boyi¡¯s words were very concise. Just a few simple sentences sketched out a picture that made everyone's eyes red:
A child of a few years old originally had a happy family, with a father, a mother, a younger sister, and countless pampering uncles. But suddenly one day, the father sent his sister away with a straight face.
"Just when the child was wondering why his father was like this, he woke up one morning and saw his father lying in a pool of blood along with many uncles.
Several uncles were holding him and running away.
Until the end, the uncles who led him to escape also died in the hands of the pursuers.
When he was only a few years old, he traveled through the mountain forests filled with tigers and cheetahs, eating the most disgusting meat of rats and poisonous snakes, and drinking their smelly blood.
Because he is only a few years old, he cannot hunt those delicious tigers and bears. He can only deal with small snakes and mice that dare not see the light.
All this is unbearable for adults, let alone a child. However, he felt nothing.
Because the uncle who took him out told him that his mother hooked up with a man and massacred his relatives.
And that man has invincible power. Only by obtaining the mysterious energy of the Forbidden Forest can he defeat the man and avenge his father and uncle.
Although the desire for revenge is strong in the child's heart, it is not the focus.
The point is, he has to stand in front of his mother and loudly ask why his mother, who once loved him and his sister so much, would raise a butcher knife to his family.
Therefore, there is no difference between delicious abalone and bear paws and unpalatable rat meat in his mouth.
He has only one purpose - to reach the legendary forbidden forest and obtain the energy of Xuanyin. Strength is the food that this hungry beast needs
The wind blows from afar, carrying a desolate atmosphere of destruction.
More than two hundred people stood outside the forest, and no one said a word.
Because there is noNo matter who it was, no one knew what to say.
Accusation? Wei Boyi seems to be right.
pity? He doesn't seem to need it.
"Alas~~~I won't mention the past, but now the Queen of Gods has sent people to invite Mr. Yang and the others away. There must be another conspiracy. So now should we go or not!"
Finally, Ningxue frowned and changed the topic in the most reasonable way.
¡°Go~~~Why don¡¯t you go!!¡±
A loud voice came, and the speaker was none other than Fatty Ximen, the timidest and most helpless person among them all.
He stretched out his hand and pulled off the clothes on his chest, pulled the ugly Buddha statue that he had finally hidden away from his neck and handed it to Murong Yiqiao: "Yiqiao, I look very stupid, but there are many things in my heart. We all know it. This Buddha statue is not suppressing the resentment in my body, but suppressing my speed of absorbing the outside world!!! This is to prevent the Xuanyin Qi from being unable to suppress me even if I become stronger."
As he said that, he smiled again: "If there are no other things, of course I would be willing to be suppressed like this, waiting for Brother Yang to come back to life, and spend the last happy time together."
"But now, Ning Yan and Grandpa Yang have something to do, and what I need is strength. From now on, the whole world dares to approach, so what if I fall into Hell forever!!!"
"I will tell everyone now that I am Hungry Shura."
Murong Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to say something.
However, before the words left her mouth, Ximen Wuji interrupted her with a wave of his hand. He smiled and said: "Haha~~~ I have always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble in my life. I finally achieved glory once at the altar, but unfortunately not much People noticed, and now we finally have another chance!!¡±
As he spoke, the narcissistic light burst out from his eyes, and he waved his fat palms excitedly: "Hmph!!! I'm leaving now. According to the current speed at which I absorb resentment, in two months, it will basically be enough." You can regain the strength you had at the altar that day. I hope to see you at the Babel Tower in two months and smash that broken tower together."<
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