Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 1190 Coming out of seclusion
The remaining cheek, which was still intact, was gently poked by the fingertips, and the cold touch slowly faded away.

The broken pieces of flesh pieced together, the buds wriggled, and healed into new flesh and blood.

The fire he was born with gave him an incredibly tenacious life force, but even so, the speed at which his body was repaired was now much faster than he had expected.

The voice in my ears had a hint of distance and instruction, but it also forced me to cheer myself up.

"Ho..."

Xiao Se involuntarily took a deep breath, raised his eyes with some difficulty, and looked at her who was a little cold.

"……Mother?"

"It's true that they tend to mess around when I'm not around... Never mind, as a mother, I have no right to say such things."

Yao Wan looked at the face that was gradually healing. It had features that she and Xiao Yan shared, but it always made people feel a little uncomfortable. She sighed deeply unconsciously.

"But it doesn't hurt to just lie down and heal your wounds now. Leave the rest to us."

"……I see."

Xiao Se nodded, and watched her slowly stand up beside him. The wind pressure caused by the approaching black and white tornado also weakened a lot.

The powerful pressure unique to the holy object is receding like a tide, and the strange silence on the battlefield is also swept away.

"Zi Yan, you have also been supporting for such a long time. Thank you for your hard work."

She patted Zi Yan's shoulder gently. Following the brief physical contact, a green light penetrated into Zi Yan's body, quickly repairing her injuries.

"Sister Yao Wan... has she come out of confinement?"

Zi Yan murmured softly unconsciously.

"Well... it's just because of your efforts, right?"

"No way... It's all my fault. I almost failed to protect Xiao Se..."

Zi Yan obviously didn't think so.

"No - it hasn't come to that extent, not to mention that he chose to do this himself. Zi Yan has done her best, so don't mind it."

"Sister Yao Wan..."

"Okay, leave it to us from now on, and have a good rest."

Zi Yan nodded gently: "Hmm..."

In the void of space, countless shouts of respect were heard, just like in the old days of the Douqi Continent.

Yao Wan slowly raised her head and looked at Mahatian: "Now, it's about time to settle the new and old grudges."

"Queen Xuan, Yao Wan?"

Mahatian narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously glanced at Mahayou. Although he could confirm that the other party's identity was correct from Mahayou's reaction, it was still somewhat surprising.

After all, the woman who had only tied with two immortals ten years ago has now successfully broken through to the holy level. Such progress would inevitably make anyone feel frightened upon seeing it.

"Mahadaya, right?"

Yao Wan obviously didn't have the leisure to chat. The broken golden light condensed into a rough and heavy weapon in her hands.

"Since you're here today, don't leave."

"You just broke through to the Saint Level, you're quite brave." Mahatian was obviously not afraid of Yao Wan. Even though they were both Saint Level people, there were differences in strength. He could not catch Tian Zhizun who had just broken through to the Saint Level, but the other party would certainly not be able to do anything to him either.

"——What if there is one more person?"

A clear but obviously angry voice came from afar, and a raging sea of ​​fire was surging.

Yao Wan turned her head and looked at the figure walking on the sea of ​​fire. She couldn't help but murmured, "It's so slow - will it take so long to deal with the other minions at this time?"

"Xun'er and Xian'er were slightly injured. It took me some time to heal them."

"After all, it's too difficult for them to stop so many Heavenly Supremes with the help of their spiritual veins. Nalan is also... in order to heal her wounds as quickly as possible, she almost drank herself into a monkey in Tushita Palace. It's a miracle that her body can bear it. She needs to recuperate slowly afterwards."

As Xiao Yan walked over, he explained, and his eyes fell on Maha Tian: "It's time to end the turmoil caused by the Maha Ancient Clan."

"Emperor Yan, Xiao Yan."

Mahatian frowned: "Even with your two holy qualities, I'm afraid you can't be compared with my Maha Ancient Clan."

When the voice rang out, the void shook violently, and many powerful men on the battlefield were alarmed and broke out in cold sweats, wishing they could escape from here as quickly as possible.

"Reputation is never boasted, it is earned through hard work."

Xiao Yan just shook his head. Compared with his usual carefree and calm demeanor, his expression was now somewhat colder.

"Then it's time to see what you two are capable of."

A huge shadow suddenly appeared behind Maha Youqi, and the black and white tornado that could almost cover the entire endless fire region was continuously compressed, gathered, and condensed into a huge shadow like a pillar supporting the sky.

Unlike the illusory shadows they had seen before, although the giant shadow in front of them was still difficult to see its true appearance, its power far surpassed the phantoms of the Dharma images activated by other elders of the Maha ancient tribe.

Although they both appear to have a somewhat confusing texture at first glance, they are actually quite different in essence.

The huge black and white shadow stood proudly between heaven and earth, and its terrifying power raged like a substance, causing countless powerful men present to pale in fear and look horrified.

"The real Maha-immeasurable body."

Xiao Yan murmured softly.

"Who cares whether it's true or not."

The golden light shattered, echoing with bursts of shattering sounds. Yao Wan took a step forward. She was not in a very good mood at the moment. Since he was determined to die, it would be better for him to be buried early.

Seeing that the two men were unmoved, Mahatian also focused his eyes and took action.

In the void, the black and white energies entangled around Maha-Amitabha's body, swallowing up thousands of miles and extremely majestic.

"call--"

In the dull low roar like a storm, the chest of the giant black and white shadow rose and fell slightly, as if he was breathing like a living person. However, the breathing brought by such a supreme Dharma image was naturally like a storm, like an almighty god.

A mysterious seal flashed across Mahatian's chest, and the infinite body behind him was also moved along, stirring up countless waves that tore through the void.

A dull roar like that of ancient barbarism suddenly poured out, penetrating the flesh, shattering the bones, with the force of thunder and the power of destruction, suddenly bombarding the two people in front of him like a heavy artillery.

“The Supreme Dharmakāya is nothing special!”

Yao Wan murmured this as he brought down the stone hammer in his hand. The empty space was condensed into a tangible barrier. Countless golden cracks connected the surrounding void like a spider web, blocking the attack.

"This is not like the attitude you two had just used - if you don't use your supreme Dharma forms, don't blame me for bullying you."

(End of this chapter)