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Chapter 140 Demon Spirit Flower

After seven days and seven nights, the fight that made Lingyin think she was about to die in the illusion was finally over.

However, Lingyin felt a little heavy.

Because the deity won disgrace, at the cost of his own backlash, he forcibly absorbed the spiritual power of the demon spirit flower of the demon race, transformed it into the power of chaos, and attacked from behind, wounding the deity.

Although it is said that everything is won, the process is not important, the result is the result.

But Lingyin's heart was blocked by a stone, and she was very depressed.

As soon as the scene changed, what she saw after she stabilized her mind was flames soaring into the sky, and huge fireballs fell obliquely from the sky, similar to watching a sci-fi blockbuster.

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The people on the ground brought their families with them, and some rushed on their own, avoiding those fireballs, fragments that exploded in mid-air, as well as edge trees and sundries that were stained with flames.

"Mother, mother!"

She suddenly heard the cry for help, and lowered her eyes to search for the source of the sound among the fleeing crowd.

After the people nearby had almost escaped, she saw a four or five-year-old girl beside a gaping water tank, crying loudly while wiping tears, calling "Mother".

When there was chaos, her mother might have escaped or died.

Is this the impact of the battle of gods and demons?

Lingyin tried her best to swim and landed beside the little girl. She reached out her hand to comfort her, but her hand directly passed through the little girl's head.

It was clear that there was nothing she could do.

The danger came suddenly, and a boulder like a nuclear bomb smashed towards them with a rumbling sound.

"Let's go, let's go." Only she could hear her voice, and it was too late for the little girl to escape when she realized the crisis.

Lingyin watched helplessly as she disappeared into the raging fire, not even leaving her ashes behind.

This is the impact of the war of gods and demons.

For a high god, this is nothing, but for the unarmed and powerless people, it is a disaster.

Thinking back to the scene of the battle between gods and demons written in the book is far less appropriate than what I saw with my own eyes.

Lingyin feels even more that that day cannot be allowed to happen.

She is destined to enter the fairy clan, or even the god clan, so that she can save her senior brother and prevent the outbreak of war.

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The scene in front of me switched again, and it was the demons kneeling around the round platform, extremely sad.

The Demon Lord passed away.

The demons cannot be leaderless, each tribe among them fights with each other, selects candidates, and competes for the position of the demon king through barbaric contests.

Of course, the Demon Lord has a probationary period. If he is unqualified, everyone in the Demon Race has the right to sue the Council of Elders, present real evidence, and replace the Demon Lord.

Until one day, the God Venerable was about to dissipate. He used his last divine power to destroy the demon spirit flower of the demon clan, turned it into fly ash, and planted it in the body of the demon clan phoenix.

Since then, the Yaozu in a corner of Pianan has been involved in disputes.

In order to compete for the phoenix and obtain the power of the magic spirit flower, the two clans continued to fight, and the god clan enjoyed the benefits.

In the end, the first phoenix disperses the essence and blood, sacrifices himself, and condenses the only magic flower in the sky and earth for the support of the demons.

The condition is that the demons must not attack the demons again.

When the matter developed to this point, Lingyin finally understood why her blood was so special, not only because of Huang's blood itself, but also because of the power of the magic spirit flower passed down from generation to generation.

"Nan Lingyin? Don't pretend, I know you're awake!"

Then, Lingyin kicked hard on the rear hip, and there were Yun Muqing's persuasion and He Yu's sarcasm.

These two people, she was kicked and she didn't know how to stop them, no, why was she still kicked if they stopped them?
She slowly opened her eyes, turned her head, her beautiful eyes stared at Yun Jiu's porcelain baby face, "Noisy!"

Yun Jiu was slightly dazed, but she didn't refute when she realized it. She raised her white, tender and fat chin and asked, "What are you doing? Why didn't you wake up for a long time? Did you see Senior Brother Ting Yu? Why didn't he come out?"

She asked a series of four questions, and Lingyin only answered "I didn't see it".

I really didn't see that she and her brother had entered a different level.

"Nonsense! I just realized that you are out of your body." Yun Jiu pointed it out without hesitation.

Lingyin smiled, "Then may I ask, what does it have to do with Qing Tingyu's disappearance, as my spirit haunts me?"

She patted the portrait, "You can try it too, don't you know if I see it or not?"

Her smile is sweet, with a round face, big almond eyes, small lips, and a unique feminine charm.

Seeing Yun Jiu's expression of distrust, she sneered, "Don't dare to let it go, and I didn't expect you to be of any help."

After all, she found a safe place with her back against the stone pillars to meditate, replaying the images she saw in the illusion over and over again in her mind like a movie.

Killing, poisoning, war...

What she personally experienced was not only these, but also facing the powerful, the insignificant ones were not even qualified to speak, and did not even have the ability to resist.

They cry out for help and pray to the gods they serve in their hearts, but they don't know that when the crisis comes, the most reliable person is themselves.

Throughout the ages, this is a world that speaks with strength.

This made Lingyin feel that her strength urgently needed to be improved.

So, she calmed down and waited for her senior brother while meditating.

He is a demon, and she possesses the breath of the demon spirit flower. Since she is safe and sound with only a little tricks, I think there will be no problem with the senior brother.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at the tried and tested Yun Jiu, who was complaining to her temperless brother.

And He Yu couldn't figure out the secret of the Demon Statue, so he also seized all available time to practice.

The grief of his family's destruction told him that he needed stronger power to protect everyone in Licheng and find his father.

Although the black market also said that his father is likely to have died.

As time passed by, Lingyin set up a defensive formation around her and entered the time of concentration.

During this period, Yun Jiu bothered her many times, asking her how she could get out of her body, but she ignored her.

If Yun Jiu's spirit goes out of her body, she promises to be the first to attack her.
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On the edge of the chaotic forest, beyond that is the sea of ​​death that eats people.

Sanzi raised his arms and stopped.

"Why don't you leave?" someone asked.

Sang Qi turned around indifferently, his eagle-eyed gaze swept over everyone present, and finally passed countless heads and landed on Cheng Ziran behind the mat.

Cheng Ziran looked at him blankly, not understanding what he meant, but as a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, her keen sense of potential danger made the meridians in her body pulsate, telling her, run!
Why is there a sense of crisis? Did that person notice something?
impossible!
Uncle is a cultivator who transforms spirits, even if there are traces left, they have already been eliminated.And she only saw her uncle once along the way, so she was very cautious.

Cheng Ziran swallowed, calmed his restless heart, and looked back at him.

Suddenly, she felt that her body was not in control, and she was frozen in place, and in an instant, Sangzi had teleported to her, and her thick right arm tightly strangled her slender neck, lifting her from the ground.

(End of this chapter)