Revival of the Gods

Waiting for the sixty-four islands to condense into the familiar shape of Xiaohua, the center of the purple Huan Island "brush" flashes the brilliance of dark gold. Waiting for Xiao Hua to see clearly, "Boom..." Zihuan Island pulled up from the sea and straight into the sky, the spiral wave that was previously connected between the islands, now like a chain, will wear the sixty-four ring Get up and pull them up from the sea!

However, it is half a cup of tea, and another seawater condensed sky is formed. The high-rise Zihuan Island emits a dark golden light, and it looks so bright!

"Dry, dry..." In the dark golden light, the purple voice excitedly passed away, "Boom..." With the sound, two purple gold beams fell out of thin air, and Xiaohua’s two axe on his hand live!

Xiao Hua feels that the space around her body is slightly shining like a ring, and her body shape is light, and she has already got a colorful place!

Xiao Hua looked at the gods carefully. This place is different from Zihuan Island. It is a huge temple. The layout of the temple is quite elegant.

Not waiting for Xiao Hua to open, the remnant soul of Zi Yan has turned out, shouting at Xiao Hua’s heartbreaking cry: “Dry, is... is it you?”

A "dry", I heard Xiaohua must be heartbroken, but it is such a short time, the remnant of the purple scorpion has been too thin, the purple scorpion standing in front of Xiaohua has only a little outline of the figure.

"Dry, dry..." Zi Yan couldn't hear the sound, didn't feel the rush, yelled in succession, but the voice was low.

"Predecessors..." Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly put the axe on it, and said carefully, "The younger generation is not the chongyun in your mouth. The younger generation just saw him in the forgotten river. Only then did he know that he was in Zihuan Island." Looking for a job in the maritime market..."

"Ah??" Zi Yan listened to the urgency and said, "He... How did he get to forget the river??"

"Predecessors..." Seeing the purple screams exclaimed, the figure dissipated a lot, Xiao Hua said quickly, "You don't worry, your spirit will soon dissipate, or listen to the younger generation to say something else..."

"Good..." The almost invisible face of Zi Yan, looked anxious, and apparently worried about her life made her unable to let go.

"The younger generations sneaked into the river, seeing a wandering soul..." Then Xiao Hua told the story that was compiled at that time. He himself could not remember the thing of forgetting the river. He could only rely on Chongyun to dry it on the axe. The handwriting, as well as Chen Xiaoyun's words speculate what happened, the story of himself and the female fairy can not be said naturally, the things of the metaphysical gods can not be said, but the purple scorpion only wants to know the whereabouts of Chongyun, other things do not want to be purple I know, but I heard that Chongyun’s work actually fell into the dark, and Ziyan was really gnashing her teeth, but she still resisted, but at the end, Xiaohua turned out to be a little swearing. She couldn’t help but ask: “No... ...I don’t know the baby in this palace..."

In fact, on the road, Xiao Hua has already thought about how to round the story. After all, there are not many letterings on the axe, even worse than the leaves, so Xiao Hua does not know where Chong Yungan went last. However, seeing Zi Yan, Xiao Hua’s heart moved and smiled: “Predecessors, to be honest, the younger generation returned from the forgotten past, and forgot the things of forgetting the river. If the predecessors don’t leave a message on the board, it’s impossible for the younger to know that he is What the seniors said, so your old problems can't answer..."

"Oh..." Zi Yan sighed, and the outline of the whole body was dimmed by three points.

Xiao Hua hurriedly said: "But the older generation thinks about it. The predecessors are the famous ghosts of Forgetting Sichuan. The axe is not to say that the predecessors have brought the younger generations to the Wudi Mountain, and the predecessors must have a strategy of getting out of the way! The flesh is broken, the soul is still there, and of course it can be reincarnation!"

"Oh, that's great..." Xiaohua's words are flawed, but how can the purple eyes be distinguished at this time? She looked at the double axe, and her eyes were full of kindness, just like seeing Chongyun.

Xiao Hua looked at the purple scorpion gradually disappearing before remnant, secretly thinking, he already had a care in his heart, since he can send the **** Guanyin's arms and ten-color flowers into the space, then he will not look at Chongyun. The spirit of the gods is dissipated, and in all likelihood, the space is still cloudy. So he whispered: "Predecessors, if they can..."

Xiao Hua originally wanted to ask Zi Yan, see if she can also take her into her own space, and know how Zi Zi looked up and smiled brilliantly: "You did a good job, this palace promised you before, this gives you……"

"Not..." Xiao Hua hurriedly waved his hand, but his words had just been said, "Hey..." Purple eyebrows, a purple light mark fell to Xiaohua's eyebrows like an arrow!

Xiao Hua brows a head, and the thoughts are swept out. After seeing it is just some crystal wires, it is not stopped. The crystal wire touches Xiao Hua's eyebrows. A voice is born in his mind: "Listen to the snow, the glass ......"

Then there is a bunch of sly mouths!

"Oh?" Xiao Hua stunned, just want to ask again, the remnant of the purple scorpion completely dissipated, a "dry" secluded in the air.

Xiao Hua hurriedly released the power of the Nether, and rolled up the remaining wreckage of the sable to the space. As for whether or not he could reincarnate, Xiao Hua did not know.

"Boom..." The remnant of the purple scorpion has just disappeared. Within the waters of the surrounding space, more than a dozen water columns broke out. This water column was slammed into the front of Xiaohua, and it was like a phoenix. With a smile, "I am a singer-in-law, Xie Xianyou, but the fairy friend is coming in time, otherwise the sissy is afraid to leave!"

"You're welcome!" Xiao Hua hurriedly greeted him. "It's also happening under the next, it's nothing!"

“When did Xianyou participate in the Zihuai Island Maritime City? Why didn’t you have any impression?”

Xiao Hua replied faintly: "The following is the Zihuai Island Maritime City that participated in the previous passing through the Dust Sea. Because there was no rush to come and go, but I stayed in Yinjinghai for a while, I saw it and did not shoot. What to bid for is to make Huanji Fairy laugh."

"Hey..." Huanji sighed and said, "Xianyou is not careful. I have been insisting on so many years, it is really hard, so the girl had made arrangements after the recent Zihuai Island. The niece was afraid that she couldn’t keep up with the news, so she was involved in some things. She just had to look at the goddess and didn’t know what to do with her. I’m afraid I need to be full, so I have to be cautious!”

"Should, it should be!" Xiao Hua was very impressed with Huanji and said with a slight smile.

Huan Ji raised his hand and pointed axe and smiled: "Is the fairy friend able to take the dry axe to look at it?"

"Of course!" Xiao Hua did not hesitate, handed the axe to Hwan Ji.

Huan Ji took a slight look and smiled: "It’s hard to remember that the goddess of the purple goddess has gone through thousands of hardships to climb the Wudi Mountain. It seems that Xianyou said it is true!"

"In the next is only speculation!" Xiao Hua did not hide in secret, replied, "Under all, I can't remember what happened in the river!"

"Well, um!" Huan Ji nodded and smiled. "Follow the gentleman, Wen Qiruyu, Xianyou can afford it!"

"Don't dare to be!" Xiao Hua replied humblely.

"Xianyou..." Huanji looked at the axe in his hand and asked, "This axe is owned by my Zihua Guoshizi. I wonder if I can stay in Zihuan Island?"

"Of course, of course!" The request of Hwanji is normal. Xiao Hua intends to return this to Zi Yan.

"That's a thank you to the fairy!" Huan Ji took the axe, a mouth spouted a light purple petal, and said, "Xie Yi, who gave the fairy goddess to the fairy friend, at the place where the goddess told you, this thing is also The maiden is reserved for the fairy friend, it is useful, as for how to use it, it is not clear!"

Xiao Hua was scratching his head for the mouth of the purple sable maiden. Seeing this light purple petal, I didn’t feel it stunned. I raised my hand and smiled. "So thank you fairy!"

"Oh..." There was no color on Huanji’s face. She sighed and said, "The sable singer has gone, no one is accompanying others, and how lonely it is afterwards..."

With the sound of Huanji landing, "Booming..." successive sounds were born from her body, and a graceful body burst into a few pieces of water, and then "嗖嗖" fell into the surrounding water.

Then, "嗡嗡..." Zihuan Island vibrates, and a circle of dark gold light and shadow blooms like a flower. This light and shadow pushes Xiao Hua out of Zihuan Island, and immediately falls with a spiral of sea water!

Xiao Hua came out of Zihuan Island, and there was already a lingering sweep in the distance. Apparently, there were tribes from the tribes of the dusty sea. Xiao Hua did not want to meet them and urged his body to fly toward the distance.

Waiting for the people to fly, it is the sword sword family Weiwei, listening to someone looking for news, Xianwei are happy, rushed to subpoena. About half an hour, the tribes of the Dust and the Sea tribes flew together.

"Boom..." Not waiting for the three tribes to stand up, the dark golden light column on Zihuan Island rises to the sky, and Hwanji laughs from the light column and laughs. "Congratulations to the three patriarchs, the purple goddess and the dusty sea three The agreement of the family ends at this time, and from now on, Zihuan Island belongs to the tribe!"

Lu Yu, the head of the Yuchen nationality, looked around and whispered: "The girl is her old man..."

"Thank you for the concern of the Lu people!" Huan Ji smiled and said ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Zi Yan Niangniang has returned to Jiuquan..."

"That... what?" asked Zhao Chong, the patriarch of the Swordsman, to test.

Huan Ji replied faintly: "There are people who have been alone with the sable singer, and they have not allowed the maiden to allow them to serve."

Long Renzu long dragon 筱 laughed and said: "Since the purple maiden wish is already, the fairy is also a relief, if the fairy is willing, Zi Huan Island will always be the home of the fairy!"

"Hey..." Huan Ji looked around and sighed. "It’s been a long time to stay with my niece. It’s been a thing, I want to go out and go..."

“Where is the fairy going?” Lu Yan smiled. “I am accompanied by my disciples!”

“No need!” Huanji smiled softly, and sent a purple gold fairy to the heads of the three patriarchs, saying, “It’s all over the place, and this purple island is handed over to you!”

"Thank you for the fairy..." The three tribes were overjoyed and joined hands.

Huan Ji rushed to them and waved away!

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