Chapter 481: Lucky General

Qiu Wuji was very conflicted, wanting to try but not daring to.

Zhu Mengmeng is a mortal, and this is a battle between Xuanxian. If she hadn't been protecting herself, even if a little bit of her aura leaked and hit Zhu Mengmeng, it would be enough to kill her ten thousand times.

Do you really want to let her be burned by this lotus fire? If something happens, we won't even be able to save her in time!

How do I try this?

But from deep within the palace came the majestic voice of the Heavenly Dao: "Let go and try, Daddy is here."

Qiu Wuji: "...type your words!"

Having said that, with the confidence of Tiandao backing him up, Qiu Wuji also cautiously released a bit of defense.

A wisp of lotus fire quietly passed through Qiu Wuji's protection and burned on the small modern leather shoes that were exposed under Zhu Mengmeng's green skirt.

With a thought from Heaven, magic temporarily loses its power.

But the breath of life still exists, circling Zhu Mengmeng's feet intimately. This time it is like stepping on a lotus. Even modern leather shoes are not so dazzling.

Zhu Mengmeng looked down, still puzzled.

This time it was more obvious, this flame seemed to have a strange connection with her, a very intimate one. She could clearly feel the fierceness and the hostility in the flame, but on the one hand it was suppressed by the way of heaven, and on the other hand it seemed to instinctively restrain its power, not wanting to hurt her body.

There is another side...

There seemed to be some unclear voice echoing in her heart, a bit like the sound of Buddha's voice, and a bit like the whisper of a devil. It was impossible to decipher what it was saying. It had a strong Cthulhu flavor, making Zhu Mengmeng upset.

As a result, the mood becomes irritable, commonly known as the rising of heart fire.

The so-called intimacy did not bring a sense of peace, but instead anxiety and violence. It is hard to imagine that this is the magic released by the hands of the Buddha...

The experience was only a moment away. The Buddha over there obviously felt that his magic was breaking through Qiu Wuji's defenses. He was ecstatic: "Ascendant, if you don't want your maid to be burned, then stand still and wait for the Buddha..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Mengmeng suddenly looked up: "So annoying!"

The Buddha was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he had lost control of this magic.

Zhu Mengmeng stretched out her hand and waved, directly cutting off the thread connecting the lotus fire and the Buddha that was as thin as lotus root silk.

With a "puff" sound, the Buddha spat out a mouthful of blood. The separation between his magic and himself caused an extremely violent backlash, his soul was torn apart, and the fire in his heart flooded back.

Originally, the Buddha and the Taoist were attacking True Lord Xunfeng from both sides, and True Lord Xunfeng was struggling to cope with the situation. Suddenly, the Buddha lost his composure, which instantly gave True Lord Xunfeng an opportunity. With a loud shout, the sharp sword light pierced through the Buddha's body.

At the same time, another Taoist priest also found an opportunity and slapped a Yin-Yang Seal on the back of Xunfeng Zhenjun.

True Lord Xunfeng also spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

The Taoist laughed wildly, and in a flash, he was already beside Qiu Wuji. The lotus fire lotus pond on the ground seemed to be non-existent, and he stepped directly over the waves with an extremely terrifying momentum.

"Ascendant, please follow me!" The withered hand directly grabbed Qiu Wuji's shoulder.

Qiu Wuji sighed softly: "What makes you think that if you defeat them, you can take me away?"

Before he finished speaking, the bright sword light illuminated the entire desert.

It seemed not to be a sword, but the rosy glow in the sky, the heat waves in the desert, the sunshine, and the energy that coexists with the air and flows around people at any time.

The sudden attack happened in an instant, with almost no process at all. The Taoist priest's body was covered with wounds and turned into a bloody mask.

His eyes bulged and a strange "ho ho" sound came from his throat. His throat had been pierced by the sword energy and was broken, so he was unable to organize words.

Finally, it seemed to be transmitted with divine thoughts, saying in disbelief: "You... your cultivation just now was clearly not even that of a True Immortal... Why is it that at this moment you are a Mysterious Immortal... a clone? Why is it so real? You killed the three corpses?"

Well, it’s time to kill the three corpses again.

Qiu Wuji felt that the thinking of people in the fairy world had become fixed, and everyone from the human world to the heavenly world had the same brain.

Or should we say that Father God is too poor...

She said calmly, "Yesterday's truth is today's mystery. How foolish it is to try to find a sword by carving a mark on a boat. Just because you are trash, you want to take me as your subordinate and play chess with me... Are you worthy?"

The Taoist priest fell to the ground with his head tilted to the sky, and there was no sound anymore.

"boom!"

Master Xunfeng covered his chest and raised his head with difficulty, only to see a huge fire bursting out from the body of the Buddha who had fallen in front of him. The Buddha was burned to ashes in an instant, leaving only a glass bead shining in the desert.

All the relics were burned out...

It was the fire that he controlled that rolled back, and it didn't obey him, so it naturally backfired.

Qiu Wuji took Zhu Mengmeng's hand and landed in front of Xunfeng Zhenjun. Xunfeng Zhenjun raised his head with difficulty, and the two women in his eyes seemed mysterious and terrifying to him.

A sword that controls the universe, like the king of swords.

One was even more mysterious. He snatched the Buddha's fire from someone as if he was stepping on a lotus platform. His magic was reversed and backfired on him. The great Buddha died inexplicably.

Looking up, Qiu Wuji had a calm expression, but his eyes contained some contempt and arrogance. He said calmly: "We are all those who pursue the way of heaven. How can the people in the human world be inferior to those in the heavens? Have you never thought that the ascenders have other choices besides joining a party?"

As he spoke, the shape of an ancient sword appeared behind him, covering the desert and piercing the sky.

"As the emperor, I am the emperor myself, so how can I be inferior to others? Go back and tell the Emperor of Heaven that from now on, the heaven will no longer be a tripod of three, but an emperor of four directions!"

"Swoosh!" The sword energy was overwhelming and rose like the wind.

True Lord Xunfeng felt that he was lifted up by the sword wind, soaring upwards, and in an instant he crossed thousands of miles and returned to the east.

For a moment, I didn't know who was called Xunfeng Zhenjun... He was able to turn sword energy into wind power, which was simply superb. Xunfeng Zhenjun thought in a daze, could the Emperor of Heaven do it?

The Emperor of Heaven wanted to use these people as chess pieces to stir up the situation in the heavens...

Aren’t you afraid that the chessboard will be overturned by these people?

Over there, Zhu Mengmeng looked at Qiu Wuji as if he were a god, and remained silent for a long time.

Qiu Wuji turned his head and looked at her. The lotus, water and fire on the ground had disappeared. He didn't know what Zhu Mengmeng had sensed. Seeing her looking at him in a cute way, Qiu Wuji's murderous intention disappeared immediately. He couldn't help but pinch Zhu Mengmeng's face: "What are you looking at?"

Zhu Mengmeng said: "You said he would be dead, but he didn't die."

"...You are concerned about this?" Qiu Wuji laughed and said, "I can't say it's unexpected, but we are his surprise."

"You are always right." Zhu Mengmeng retorted, but felt a little frightened, so she turned her head away and said nothing.

Damn it, I actually had palpitations towards Qiuqiu, it was so cool just now...

As the emperor, I will do it myself...

Woohoo, Qiuqiu, my Qiuqiu~

Qiu Wuji pulled her hand unhappily and walked all the way out of the desert, asking, "What's going on with this fire? Don't tell me you're really the reincarnation of Suzaku."

Zhu Mengmeng hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I don't know. This fire is indeed close to me, but reincarnation... I feel like something is wrong. Qiuqiu, I now suspect that the source of my supernatural power is related to it... Or think about it from another angle. The direction you are looking for the Vermillion Bird may not necessarily have a specific corpse like the Azure Dragon, but it may turn into sparks and scatter in thousands of homes."

Qiu Wuji stopped suddenly.

This possibility really exists.

And it seems quite big...

You can find evidence now to prove whether this is true or not.

The city not far away has underground fire as its base, so it has built various cave guesthouses. Let Mengmeng take another look, is it related?

Thanks to Lihua Shangmeng Lala Lala~

(End of this chapter)