Fix your sister's fairy

Nine dragons pull the cart, the ancient beasts surging in the chaotic void, each brute dragon has the majesty of the mountains, the dragon scales inherited by the bloodline can effectively separate the power of the void, in the muddy void like a flexible water snake continue to advance.

This is probably the majestic capital strength that the ancient sect occupies that others absolutely cannot envy, and the Nine Dragons can effectively avoid most of the continental worlds and reach the Nine Shadows Cemetery at the bottom of the abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The power of Nanxun Holy Mountain is not the first time to come to the abyss of all worlds, if you want to go back to the past, you will find that when the immortal cultivation world first discovered the abyss of ten thousand worlds and opened it up, Nanxun Holy Mountain is one of the original strengths, if you are interested, you will probably notice that the former Nanxun Holy Mountain is not a particularly outstanding force in the entire immortal cultivation world, and it is just a rich and pastorable hill in the wide and rich extreme south, and the blessed land of the cave is a little lacking.

But I don't know how, maybe it was the Nanxun Holy Mountain Saint Venerable of that generation who realized the opportunity, after about three to four times after the opening of the abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds, there was a time, after the power of Nanxun Holy Mountain returned, it was a period of time of obscurity and accumulation, and then it was the first generation of the Holy Mountain who amazed the world.

If it weren't for the battles that really survived in the history of the classics and shocked the world, the existence of this saintess would even be questioned by future generations, but the countless geniuses and demons who died at the hands of the saints of the major immortal sects and sects back then can use blood to add more color to these realities.

Undoubtedly, the saint has become the representative of the Nanxun Holy Mountain since that time, whether the Nanxun Holy Mountain is strong or not to see the saints under its hands, each generation of the saints are like meteors from the sky, the light illuminates every person who raises his eyes, the final disappearance of the meteor is always accompanied by the opening of the fairy gate, the Nanxun Holy Mountain has three hundred and sixty-eight generations of saints, the fairy gate has opened three hundred and sixty-eight times in the Nanxun Holy Mountain Cave, and each generation of the saints has risen without exception.

Now, Qingman Wu is the 369th generation of the Holy Maiden, she is sitting in front of the front of the Kowloon cart, kicking in the air barefoot, her eyes are as flat as the constant temperature of boiled water, staring at the frenzied void power around her.

Her birth contains a lot of meaning, represents a lot of facts, she was born from the white lotus in the holy pond without a father and mother, the cranes sang together within 30,000 miles, the heaven and the earth were auspicious, and the yellow light representing merit sprinkled from the sky to the Nanxun holy mountain, and countless monks bowed in the direction of the holy mountain.

She was born a legend, and the legend has continued from beginning to end, one day out of the ordinary, three days to realize the Supreme Realm, not to mention, she really let the immortal cultivation world admit that she is those who have done it alone for their unbeatable achievements.

The mortal body faced the mortal demon beast, fought to the death, and stepped into the mortal.

In the realm of detachment, pay the price of one hand and one foot to kill the monks of the vast period who are plotting against each other,

The vast realm comprehended the supreme secret technique of Nanxun Holy Mountain, and became the first saint in the history of the saint to study the heavenly lack technique, and the progress was also the fastest, leaving the predecessors completely behind.

There will always be her name on the list, that is the unshakable first, the absolute façade and dignity of the Nanxun Holy Mountain represented by the word saint, as long as she is still alive in this world for a day, she can trample those so-called demonic geniuses under her feet and never turn over, until she waves her hand to open the door of the fairy world, and when she soars, she will spread a line of vitality to the immortal world.

But at that time, the next generation of saints will be born, and with a momentum that is even stronger and more terrifying than her, she will overwhelm the entire cultivation immortal realm, and continue the unchanging rule of Nanxun Holy Mountain for ten thousand years.

This is the mission of the saintess, but Qingman Wu sat on the edge of the Kowloon cart without a trace of peace in her heart.

The will of the saint and the holy mountain, the three hundred and sixty-eight generations of the saint are peerless, the country and the city are captivated from generation to generation, and the sentient beings are crushed from generation to generation.

Qingman Dance will soon become one of the predecessors, the three hundred and sixty-ninth generation of saints, the Heavenly Lack of Skill Dacheng opened the immortal gate with one finger, stepped on the golden lotus in a neon dress, sang in the crane, and the feather soared under the golden light bathed in another hot topic in the world of cultivating immortals.

But then what?

And then what.

Then the three hundred and sixty-ninth generation of saints will completely become a thing of the past, just a number, representing one of the three hundred and sixty-nine demons, as for the light man dance?

She is not the first generation of saints empty, the name of Qingman Dance knows the number of palms, people who see her will grovel and humble their fears of her as Her Royal Highness, no one dares her light, she should be the golden crow in Taizhong, but the sun is always the sun, just like the name of the saint, it will not change, it will hang in the sky forever, but the people who live in it will gradually become unknown in the continuous replacement.

Perhaps, this is the reason why in the immortal collection, the mouth told the guy his name.

People live in this world always have to leave what thoughts, empty, thousands of years later, only a grave is left, the words on the tombstone have long been eroded by feng shui, when no one knows you, what can prove that you have been in this world?

This shouldn't be a saint's concern, but Qingman Dance does have such thoughts, saying that it is a big rebellion, but it is human nature.

[Pay attention to resist the impact, there is less than half an hour to reach the last realm of the abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the Nine Shadows Cemetery. 】

The incarnation outside the body of Nanxun Holy Venerable in the carriage transmitted the sound to all the monks of the Holy Mountain, and the Nine Dragons pulled the cart with a low earth-shattering dragon roar, and the speed of the surrounding void doubled, as if it had entered the final dive.

"Your Highness, it's not safe here. "

The white ghost with the fanged mask stood silently behind the saint and said lightly.

She rarely didn't answer immediately, just sat in place and quietly stared at the void that was about to burst, feeling these supreme powers, behind her, the white ghost stood straight and motionless, quietly hanging his head and waiting, the holy woman didn't say anything, then he didn't move, even if the Nine Dragons pulled the cart would crash at the moment, facing the abyss of hell As long as the holy woman didn't go, he didn't go.

"White ghosts. "

After a long time, she spoke.

"Back to Her Highness, here. "

"Who am I?"

She asked a meaningless question, under the white hideous mask, the white ghost was silent for a long time, he did not answer this question immediately, but fell into deep thought, considering the reason, thoughts, and reasons for the holy woman to ask this question, and made the correct answer in turn.

At the front of the Nine Dragons cart, a white light appeared in the boundless darkness, which was the trace of the void crack and the place where the exit was.

You are—Your Highness. "

Finally, the white ghost said.

Sitting in front of the Nine Dragons cart, she stopped kicking and swinging her feet, raised her eyes to stare at the white light in the void, and her face was very beautiful, enough to subvert the dynastic world, there was no expression on her countenance, and she seemed to be unhappy.

"Well, I'm a saint. "

She said, the saint said.

She stood up abruptly, stepped on the edge of the Nine Dragons carriage, and held the Yin and Yang Slashing Sword at her waist, after being melted again by the famous craftsman and the divine iron, the holy sword that had been cut off by the sword idiot Cheng Jingyu returned to her hands again and was even stronger than before.

She drew her sword, and white brilliance surged from under her feet, gradually spreading all over her body, white refining was born and destroyed in the void, and between the ups and downs, the white brilliance flew like rain throughout the world.

"Your Highness!"

The Yin and Yang Slashing Sword was pulled out, so long it means that the Holy Maiden wants to cut something, it can't be a white ghost, since this is the case, then the Holy Maiden drawing the sword means .....

"Enemy attack!"

The white ghost suddenly turned his head and roared at the entire Kowloon cart, and when he turned around again, he followed the gaze of the Holy Maiden, and looked at the place in front of him, where the Kowloon cart was heading, and saw clearly that moment he suddenly fastened his mask and held the weapon.

In the darkness, the little place that emitted white light towards the world, a touch of cyan meaning stood there, stepping on the void barefoot, and driving the cyan elegance with her gestures, she turned her head sideways and looked at the Kowloon cart that was surging like a mountain without a trace of fear, and there was only absolute blandness on her face.

"Long time no see. She said.

As a result, the Sanqing Xuanhua Gong was launched.

Three equally beautiful shadows that couldn't breathe separated, and they walked in different directions, each step seemed to be close to the end of the world, and the power of the violent void was crushed under her, and people with a discerning eye could see that her strength at this time was actually terrifying phaseless!?

For the first time, the law of the Abyss of Worlds was invalidated, and it was neutralized in this cyan woman.

Nine Dragons pulled the cart straight into her, she stretched out her hand, and the huge turquoise circle that was large enough to cover the entire void spread out from the palm of her hand, and the nine dragon heads crashed into it as if they had hit the edge of the world and could not go further.

With the strength of one person, she carried the Kowloon cart, and her vision was still flat, staring at the small figure in front of the Kowloon cart.

Yin and Yang cut the edge of the sword out of the sheath, and the saint looked down condescendingly. _

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