My sister took me to Xiuxian

Coming in front of the young man and looking at his guilty expression, the woman removed the last covering on her body and pressed him to the ground fiercely. Her eyes were red and she shouted as if she had risked her life.

"It's okay, just tell me, I can change it, I can do anything!"

Qiu Yi: “???”

Damn, how stimulated are you!

. . . . . .

Mu Qiuyun here took charge and conquered the young master who had always ignored her like a female general.

On the top of Xianyi Mountain, the goddess Qiuyun was equally domineering and arrogant, looking directly at the two women who wanted to snatch the man back from her.

"Yinlan, do you really want to fight me?"

Her Highness the Goddess's clothes were fluttering and her skin was crystal clear, as if she was about to fly away like a fairy, graceful and otherworldly. However, her eyes were now cold as she faced the two women in front of her who were like twin lotus flowers.

She didn't expect that not only did the young master dislike her and reject her again and again, but even this magical weapon that had accompanied the young master for his entire life chose to stand against her and attack her.

This time she really couldn't understand why, why? It was obviously she who came first, and it was all about knowing the young master and spending a lifetime with him, but in the end, her importance was not even as great as that of a few women she had only known for a few years?

Is she wrong?

Even if she is wrong, someone should tell her where she is wrong!

Did she really do something wrong? Did she do anything wrong?

The surface of the spear was shining silver, but he said nothing. It was unclear whether he was unwilling to respond to her or he also didn't know how to respond?

Ye Junxi and Ling Qinghan looked at each other. Although they were a little confused about the situation, they felt relieved.

In the current situation, Xiao Yi's (little bastard) weapons took the initiative to come forward to lend them a helping hand, which is enough to show who he favors!

Ling Qinghan stepped forward and grasped the spear with force for the first time. The silver light spread along the spear and onto her body. Suddenly, the pressure from the Immortal Lord in front of her disappeared, and her fighting spirit reached an unprecedented high.

"Your Highness the Goddess, are you still stubborn and unwilling to change your ways?"

Mu Qiuyun's eyes were indifferent and full of coldness: "Don't think that you can challenge the Immortal Lord just because you have a divine weapon of the Emperor of Heaven. You are still far from that!"

"Then please teach me, Immortal Youhuang."

Ye Junxi groaned aloud, as Mu Qiuyun let go completely and recklessly, and as Xiao Yi's magic weapon fell, the specifications were suddenly raised to an unprecedented level. Even if she had a great heart, she could not understand this complicated situation.

"Okay!"

Mu Qiuyun sneered, the space trembled inch by inch, and the radiance emanating from her even overwhelmed the rising sun in the sky: "I will not show mercy anymore, the young master is mine, no one can help me today, I say it!"

"boom!"

A real battle that could be said to be at the level of Immortal Lords broke out. Light beams shot up into the sky, storms rolled, the earth trembled, and the entire Qingzhou was shaken like never before.

With Yin Lan's support, the gap between the Immortal Lord and the Saint was actually narrowed to a certain extent, allowing Ye Junxi and the others to be qualified to compete with Mu Qiuyun.

The battle suddenly became a back-and-forth affair.

"You're crazy. Why are you interfering in the fight between a few women for a man? Didn't I open up his Dao Heart and Divine Treasure for him?"

Of course, as a bystander of this battle, Liulixin herself was very annoyed. If she wanted to fight, could she not go outside? Xianyi Mountain was her territory!

It’s a pity that due to Yin Lan’s presence, it had to complain out loud.

"I know. I didn't want to do anything either, but the little girl was too naive. I had no choice but to do it symbolically just to be perfunctory." Yin Lan responded, but it sounded like he was reluctant.

"You have even made up the gap between the Immortal Venerable and the Saint, and this is still perfunctory?" Liuli Xin was speechless. How could this be a symbolic move?

"Believe it or not? My ability is just like that. You don't know it yet. It's nothing special."

"..."

Liuli Xin was silent. Yin Lan's ability was indeed not that fancy, but it was his real and solid power that everyone feared!

"Of course, if you are worried about her, you can join forces with her. It seems that we have never really competed with each other, right?" Yin Lan's voice sounded again.

"I'm crazy, I want to live a little longer!"

Upon hearing this, Liuli Xin decisively refused. Yinlan was the magic weapon that accompanied Qiu Yi throughout his life. It was refined from an ordinary piece of iron essence to its current level.

Apart from anything else, even without the blessing of Qiu Yi's divine power, Yin Lan could rely on his own strength to resist the catastrophe of the destruction of the era and survive to the new era. This ability is simply abnormal.

"Wait a minute, you're crazy!"

When he was feeling emotional, Liulixin suddenly trembled, and a creepy feeling emerged on the sword.

"Don't panic!"

Although Yin Lan said this, the scene before him was extremely horrifying.

In front of them, a dazzling storm broke, and Mu Qiuyun, Ye Junxi and Ling Qinghan were still fighting, neither of them gave in and refused to admit defeat.

However, at this moment, the spear Yin Lan was suspended in the air, dazzling with silver light, but quiet, full of mystery, which fascinated people.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the battle between the three women became extremely slow. The originally wonderful collision of magical powers now became abnormally slow. The magical powers of both sides seemed to be flying in an extremely viscous liquid, as slow as a snail.

It was clearly a battle between immortals, but their every move seemed to become extremely ridiculous.

Mu Qiuyun slowly raised his head and looked at the spear in the air. At just one glance, he felt a throbbing sensation that made his soul tremble.

Her face turned pale, her body was stiff, she was extremely panicked, and the fear in her heart was growing and spreading wildly.

In this shot, she saw a future in which she would be pierced through the forehead, unable to dodge, unable to defend, and absolutely hit. It was an ultimate despair...

The spear flew towards her quietly and silently. Wherever it passed, everything slowed down, so slowly that the magical powers released by the three women turned into poetic and picturesque patterns, and the spear slid through these patterns, silently, pointing directly at Mu Qiuyun's brows.

During the flight, Ye Junxi and the others were shocked and terrified. They had never imagined that Xiao Yi's spear had such ability. Moreover, they were sure that once the spear tip fell, Mu Qiuyun would definitely be dead.

Is Xiao Yi crazy? He even killed his childhood sweetheart?

Mu Qiuyun wanted to raise her hand to stop him, but when she found that she couldn't even do this most basic action, she chose to give up completely.

He stared blankly at the spear flying towards him, and the blood in his body turned cold and froze into ice.

But her thoughts became extremely clear at this moment.

Maybe this is the attitude of the young master. He never takes her to heart and never cares about her. No matter what she does, he will not take her seriously. If he wants to end her life, it only takes one simple blow like this.

It seems that he was sincere when he killed his own incarnation with an expressionless face last time.

At the last moment of her life, she laughed miserably and slowly closed her eyes. So it was, so it was.

Fortunately, I let myself go at the last moment, so it’s not a loss.

But just as the edge of the spear was about to touch her brow, the blood that had been almost frozen under the pressure of Yin Lan's edge suddenly began to boil, flowing madly in her body like molten gold in magma, roaring and surging with a power that could subvert the heavens and the earth.

An aura that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar emerged from the depths of her blood and soul. Then, as Ye Junxi and the other person stared in astonishment, an illusory finger stretched out from between Mu Qiuyun's brows and tapped on the tip of Yin Lan's gun.

With a "ding" sound, the spear that was able to kill immortals and gods the moment before was bounced to the horizon and turned into a meteorite and disappeared.

Only then did Mu Qiuyun open his eyes blankly, staring in a daze at the illusory figure in front of him that looked like a god.

Chapter 29 Qiu Yun, you don’t want to...

When the silver spear fell, an aura of despair filled the air. Time and space showed outrageous deviations, and wherever the spear tip passed, everything seemed to be doomed to destruction.

Everyone present unconsciously showed expressions of palpitations, shock, and fear on their faces. That was the most direct and instinctive manifestation of life facing destruction.

As for non-human existences, the Treasure Map of All Things was blank. Even though it could imprint all things, any traces of Taoism appeared pale and gray in front of the brilliant silver light, and could not be described.

Liulixin shuddered, and the colorful light on her surface subconsciously retracted, for fear that she would show it too much and let this guy get interested and poke her again.

What no one expected was that when everyone thought that the goddess Qiu Yun was doomed to die, Qiu Yi, this cold-blooded fellow, was about to kill his childhood sweetheart. When he was ruthlessly proving his truth, a scene that shocked everyone's jaws appeared at this moment.

With a flick of a finger, Yin Lan's spear was swept away to the horizon like garbage. After that, an illusory figure appeared and stood silently in front of Mu Qiuyun. There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy or magic power on his body, but the deep aura made everyone lower their heads unconsciously. It was the difference in absolute level.

"Xiao Yi!" Ye Junxi's face turned pale and she cried out in shock, her heart beating violently.

"Little bastard... woo..."

Ling Qinghan almost blurted out the name "little bastard", but her mind stopped her from doing so. In her panic, she accidentally bit her tongue with her teeth, and let out a whimpering sound. For a holy lord and a saint, this performance was quite embarrassing.

Just looking at the scene before him, even a saint couldn't muster the most basic common sense.

This is going against heaven!

In front of Mu Qiuyun, a man in green clothes stood there quietly, without a trace of worldly air, like a scholar in green clothes.

His figure was hazy and illusory, but it did not conceal his handsome face at all. His deep pupils were filled with terrifying scenes of the creation of the world and the birth and death of the universe.

He was so natural, without any oppressive aura or breath that would make people tremble, yet he seemed like a true God who was eternal and eternal and who always lived in the world.

His eyes turned, and an invisible pressure swept across the entire Qingzhou Taoist Alliance. Almost without words, countless creatures on the entire land, no matter whether they were men or women, strong or weak, whether they were humans or spirit animals or plants, knelt on the ground uncontrollably, their bodies trembling, their instincts completely overwhelming their reason.

Even Ye Junxi and Ling Qinghan felt the same, as if they were facing a god and wanted to bow down to him.

At this moment, the hairpin in Ye Junxi's hand flew out, and rays of divine light surged, transforming into a pure field, barely offsetting the overwhelming pressure and giving them a chance to breathe.

"Master... is that you?"

At this time, another trembling voice came, attracting their attention.

They raised their heads and looked forward, only to see that the goddess who had been so high-spirited just now was now staring blankly at the figure blocking her way.

This peerless Immortal Master Youhuang was like a weak girl, with red eyes, shaking shoulders, and trembling uncontrollably, and her crystal clear nose was sobbing softly.

Just now, when Yin Lan's spear fell, carrying the power to tear the sky and split the earth, she herself felt deeply desperate, and felt that her life was coming to an end and she was about to perish.

But at the last moment, when she had already given up, the power of the young master's past, which she was so familiar with, suddenly emerged from the depths of her soul and blood. It burst out from her body like an endless sea of ​​stars, and saved her from danger in an incomparably domineering and powerful way.

The young man's figure was as tall and straight as in her memory, as if he was an insurmountable peak standing in front of her, protecting her from all kinds of threats that might arise. And specks of light emanated from his shadow, protecting her firmly, cleansing her body and mind, removing all the haze, leaving her pure and flawless, with a clear mind and a harmonious spirit.

However, this scene did not bring Mu Qiuyun joy and excitement after surviving the disaster, but fear and panic after being confused.

When? When?

In her memory, didn't they go together to defeat the young master after he fell into darkness?

But when did the young master leave this power in her body that was enough to turn everything around?

And shouldn't I have been reincarnated a hundred thousand years ago?

And how did it manage to stay in her body for nearly a million years without her noticing...

Guarding her silently!

She couldn't figure it out, but the more confused she was, the more frightened she became.

Why would the young master who has fallen into darkness still retain some extra strength to protect her? Has the young master really fallen into darkness?

Did they really do something wrong?

She raised her hand stiffly and reached out towards the shadow of the young man in front of her, her beautiful face frozen in time with both hope and fear.

She hoped that the young man in front of her was real, but was afraid that he was just a phantom, an illusion formed by her lingering hopes.

Finally, when her fingers created an invisible ripple that passed through the young man's virtual image, Mu Qiuyun's tears burst out. She fell to the ground with her legs unable to stand up, her hair disheveled, and she sobbed softly without any image of a goddess.

She had already understood that this phantom was just the magical power that Emperor Qiu Yi had left behind to protect her safety. She had not expected that it would be activated at this moment.

She had some evil thoughts in her mind and had improper ideas. She wanted to keep Qiu Yi by her side, so that other people would come to her and not only would she be hunted by others, but she would also provoke Yin Lan's fury and attack. At the critical moment of life and death, it was the method that Qiu Yi left behind that saved her from the water and fire.

I have to say this is ironic.

……

In front, Ye Junxi and Ling Qinghan looked at each other in bewilderment. The development of the situation was so unexpected that even though the women were very thoughtful, they had not anticipated such a development.

The Holy Lord pursed his rosy lips, his face full of unhappiness, and muttered unwillingly: "Why are you crying? What's there to cry about? It's really a false sympathy."

"Qingge!" Ye Junxi, as the elder sister, couldn't stand it anymore and decisively scolded her.

"I'm not wrong..."

Ling Qinghan straightened her neck and refused to fall for her tricks, and she felt quite justified in doing so.

It was obviously this woman who attacked the little bastard first, and it was also this woman who continued to do as she pleased despite all the attempts to persuade him with kind words and give him enough face.

After a lot of effort, Qiu Yi's magic weapon arrived. With its help, the situation was about to be settled, but in the end there was such a reversal!

It's like the wife takes her concubine to her ex-lover's house to snatch back the man. When everything is settled, the man suddenly turns against them and stands on the ex-lover's side. Where can they put their faces?

Less than half an hour ago, she was still confidently declaring her identity as the principal wife with the old lady's relics, but she never expected that this slap in the face would come so quickly.

It turns out that this little bastard left a means of self-defense to his ex-lover a long time ago, and it has been effective for more than a million years. Doesn't it prove that the relationship between them is not so pure?

If it weren't for the powerful relics left for the old lady that dispersed the terrible pressure, they might be the ones kneeling on the ground with ugly faces now!

Why is the goddess Qiu Yun crying now? What is there to cry about? You should win from the beginning to the end!

Ye Junxi sighed when she heard that. She also felt strange. It seemed that the relationship between the child's father and his ex-lover was not that pure!