long night walk

Chapter 480 The Golden Crow Palace of Hidden Souls

Su Jing opened his eyes slightly, but the woman in white was still sleeping peacefully in the raging fire. A fire lotus bloomed from her chest, and between the eyebrows of the two of them, entangled with countless strands of soul light.

Seeing this scene, the breaths of countless ancient gods on the bronze platform were turbulent, like a gust of wind wrinkled the pond.

The one who was most excited was Xi He, her whole body was in turmoil: "This is actually the legendary Golden Crow Divine Bird?! No! This is impossible, the only Golden Crow Divine Bird in the bronze gate has lost its shape and died on the shore of the West Sea. how is this possible……"

"Xingyi is scattered and dead, and the soul is hidden in the sea." Su Jing's brow welled up brighter, and her face also began to pale: "I use the soul as my temple, and I hide the golden crow. The soul sacrifices to the eternal stars, and gathers a round of tomorrow, can I exchange for what I want in my heart."

There was another violent shake on the bronze platform!

The trajectory of the sun and the moon is positive, the stars are assisted, and the great world is running perfectly, so they don't have to be controlled by the sacred tree.

God can transform three thousand spirits into bronze! ! !
A long-cherished wish that could not be fulfilled for tens of millions of years was easily fulfilled by a mere human son!

Caught off guard, unprepared to show the miracle in front of you, whether it is for humans or gods, you can always ignore the process inadvertently, so it feels easy.

But there is no miracle, it is worth mentioning the word "easy".

It was almost difficult for Xi He to maintain his hidden posture, and his voice trembled with a trace of puzzlement: "Little girl, do you know what half of the soul means?"

She is the young master of Taixuan, one of the three sons of the heavenly way, who was hand-picked by the immortal, and once she passed the catastrophe and ascended, she could be crowned with the great position of the golden immortal.

She was born destined to be able to read volume after volume of ancient scriptures and secret methods in this prominent era, and she will become the master of the Taixuan Nine Classics. Can be contested.

But the premise is that she must be based on the soul.

Half of the souls are enough to destroy her in the first step on the road, and even affect the afterlife.

Those with incomplete souls will be reincarnated for nine lives, and they will cast themselves in the path of evil animals or the path of misery.

Heaven, earth, people, ghosts and gods all know that the importance of the soul is far above the physical body.

Even Bai Lian, who sat cross-legged on the ground and watched quietly, couldn't help standing up with an unpredictable expression.

Su Jing looked at her without squinting, with a calm expression: "I only know that what you want in this world, you have to get it by yourself. If you need to get it by yourself, then don't think about not paying a price."

"I pay the price, you give the results, it's fair."

It seems that the avenue will be lost in the future, and the evil ways of the nine generations will not be worth the word "very fair".

Once Su Jing wants something, she will make full preparations, and she is sure to get it!Regardless of the consequences!
Even if she stabbed herself, she would use her bloody hands to hold the fruit that belonged to her.

That was the case back then.

The same is true tonight.

There was a sound of restlessness on the bronze platform, and the mountains, rivers, land, and the world of stars and stars under the feet became blurred in the chaotic exchange of spirits.

"It's really embarrassing for you to be like this." Under the face of the skeleton ghost, there was a helpless and admiring voice: "I think this is really inappropriate..."

Gradually, the chaotic scene caused by the exchange of spirits gradually calmed down. The mountains are still mountains, the water is still water, and the stars have not changed through the ages.

Then dead silence.

"It's really a pity, little girl." Xi He's spirit faded away, she looked like a beautiful woman, she looked regretful: "Your courage and ability, I appreciate it very much, but your fate is really... It's really bad."

The Xihe woman's arms were hanging down, and the spirit of supporting the giant ax suddenly disappeared.

The weight of the mountain fell towards Su Jing, and the space where the giant ax passed collapsed inch by inch, making the sound of cracking.

The raging fire in front of Su Jing dissipated, and the inextricably linked rays of light that had melted into the golden crow spirit's sleeping soul's brows and her body's brows were instantly torn and broken apart by the terrifying axe.

Su Jing's face was as white as gold paper, and there was finally some incomprehensible emotion in his calm eyes.

She couldn't understand, where did their killing intent come from?

When the ax fell, not to mention her, even the Golden Crow Spirit in her soul would be wiped out into ashes.

How could the ancient god who was forbidden to be free personally destroy the only key to his freedom?

In the booming sound.

Su Jing glanced at Bian Xin expressionlessly.

The palm of Burial Heart covered the cold skull mask, and slowly raised a corner, revealing a strangely smiling lips.

Su Jing's pupils moved slightly.

unless……

There is not only one key.

Before he had time to think about it, the giant battle ax that Wu Moluo collected had already fallen.

A pale and slender hand suddenly pierced through the half of the soul that was about to dissipate like smoke in front of her. The palm with well-defined knuckles plucked a red lotus from the soul's heart, followed the trend, and wrapped her arms around her waist.

A force struck, the two circled in mid-air, and their eyes met.

A loud bang!
The battle ax fell on the coffin of Suzaku, and a clear and loud roar resounded through the space, and the divine bird of Suzaku, covered in bright red flames, burst out of the coffin.

Cracks soon spread all over the coffin, crackling.

The Suzaku coffin was finally shattered and cracked.

A black guqin painted with fiery red patterns flew down from the cracked coffin, and the strings flew up like silver threads, as gentle as the hair of a goddess in Wushan fairy temple, wrapped around the giant ax gently, Close the volume.

The giant ax shattered into countless pieces of mental fragments, which scattered little by little.

The silver thread received the qin, and the eyes of the Suzaku divine bird flew back into the guqin with bright flames burning in its eyes. The pattern of flowing fire on the surface of the qin was painted in a hurry, and finally formed a pattern of a Suzaku.

A guqin made of black and red intertwined, it has the strange and majestic charm of the Zhongyou Dynasty.

Bai Lian was in a slightly confused mood.

Inside the Zhuque coffin where his body was buried, who would have known that there was a piano hidden inside.

And this violin is definitely not an ordinary violin.

Because hidden in the zither is the sacred beast of the Zhongyou Dynasty, the divine bird Suzaku.

"You saved me again." Su Jing's calm and cold voice sounded, disrupting Bai Li'an's thoughts.

He lowered his head subconsciously, wanting to check on the situation of the woman in his arms, but he never thought that something slightly embarrassing had happened.

He was a young man when he died, but Su Jing, who had lived for more than 200 years, was an adult. Even though he was protecting him temporarily, how could such a cold and proud woman nestle in her bed like a bird? In his arms, waiting for his concern.

She lowered her head slightly, and what she saw was a beautiful neck as white as jade. The cold white skin silently explained what water sinks into bones and jade into skin.

This beautiful snow-white neck ruthlessly warned Bai Lian that he was not as tall as a woman.

What's even more frightening is that he will always have such a body in the future, and it is estimated that he will never grow taller again.

Frustrated, Bai Lian raised his eyes unwillingly, only to see a clear face that was close at hand, staring at him with a downcast and calm gaze.

Half of the souls dispersed around the body turned into dots of morning dew and silver light, merged into the fire lotus, and the lotus petals opened up again, and the flowers bloomed just when love was strong.

Bai Lian let go of her with a slightly stiff body, handed her the red lotus, and said, "Since Erhe's buried heart can appear like this, and lives in the bronze tree, it must be a private agreement with the ancient god. He Shi said that the girl's life is not good, it must be that you chose the wrong time to negotiate."

The light in her eyes was a little uncertain for a while, and her voice was as indifferent as before: "Really? But I think today... just in time."

Bai Lian really didn't know where this person came from to be calm and calm.

Even when he made the move just now, he didn't know that there was a Suzaku in the coffin, and he was not fully sure that the coffin of the Suzaku could withstand the attack of the giant spirit axe.

She was very calm and clear.

(End of this chapter)