Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 659: 200 years
Holy Palace.
Qin Yu opened his eyes on the bed, briefly lost focus and then quickly recovered his focus. He got up and looked at Yan Luo, who was pale, and said, "Thank you very much."
Sending his consciousness into Ning Ling's dream is not a simple matter. What's more, it has been maintained for so long and spent a lifetime in the dream. Yan Luo is his matchmaker with Ning Ling.
Yan Luo coughed slightly, "The Holy Emperor helped me to retrieve the reincarnation treasure from Huang Quan's line before. Today's things are what I should do."
Qin Yu nodded and stopped talking, just remember some things in his heart, and looked at You Ji next to him, "How long has the time passed?"
You Ji said: "Your Majesty, it's already the fourth day. The Demon Attendant came once and said that everything you need is ready."
Qin Yu's thoughts moved slightly, and Ziyue's calm voice sounded in the soul space, "Your Majesty, I can take action at any time."
"Good!"
Qin Yu drank low, "Magic servant!"
The sound spread through the power of the Holy Palace, and instantly spread to every corner.
Soon, the Demon Attendant hurriedly hurried over, offering a storage magic weapon with both hands, "Your Majesty, everything is inside, please have a look."
Qin Yu took it, and his Spiritual Mind plunged into it and scanned it carefully to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, "Thanks for your hard work. If you order, this seat will temporarily close the Holy Palace, and no one can disturb."
Without waiting for him to speak, Yan Luo said: "His Majesty, I'm leaving now... I hope that your Majesty can succeed."
She turned and left.
The demon servant retired, and the Holy Palace was closed. The powerful force distorted the space and made all the prying eyes outside.
You Ji held Qin Yu's hand, "Your Majesty, don't worry, you can definitely succeed." Although she was calm, she could still detect the tension in his heart.
Qin Yu took a deep breath, "Hmm." He looked up, and a crescent moon appeared, and Ziyue stepped forward in the pure and peaceful moonlight.
I don't know what she has done in the past few days, her breath has completely recovered, at least on the surface, she is not half weak.
In response to Qin Yu's hesitant eyes, Ziyue said faintly: "Using some means, I can recover in a short time, and I need more time to rest afterwards."
She said that the wind is calm, but Qin Yu knows very well that this powerful taboo method absolutely requires a great price.
He arched his hand and said in a deep voice, "I owe you a favor."
Ziyue's eyes were shining, and she didn't make any excuses. Isn't she doing all this to get Qin Yu's approval? Obviously, she has succeeded in half so far, and as long as the witch's life continues to be completed successfully, she will have a guaranteed future.
"Give me the auxiliary items you have prepared."
Qin Yu handed over the storage magic treasure. Ziyue checked it over and nodded, "No problem. I will set up an altar of the witch clan and summon the dark power to come. I must remember that at the moment the altar is completed, I must Godhead is sent into it."
In the world of mind and spirit, on the altar of the prisoner god, the frozen **** said lightly: "Don't worry, the devil king, once I have made a decision, I will never go back."
Ziyue shot, and the auxiliary materials in the storage magic weapon flew out in patches of purple moonlight. They quickly melted and gathered together, turning into a deep black color.
It's as thick as ink, with large and large bubbles constantly emerging and breaking like boiling water. The strange thing is that instead of increasing the temperature in the air, it keeps dropping at an alarming rate.
Qin Yu flicked her sleeves, and You Ji was sent directly out of the hall. Even so, her body was still covered with a shallow layer of frost, which was stimulated by the icy breath, causing her face to pale and her hands clasped tightly. , Looked nervously at the palace that was quickly frozen.
The inside of the main hall was already covered by ice. Qin Yu didn't take any extra action, but stood there like a sun, abandoning all the ice.
Ziyue's fingers kept tapping, and each finger was in the pitch-black slurry, leaving a deep mark, and then a wave of waves spread out.
The waves spreading in different directions collided with each other and produced smaller ripples, which covered a whole mass of mucus. In these ripples, the pitch-black slime continued to stretch, gradually taking on the appearance of an altar.
It was just similar in shape at first, and it soon became clear. When the altar appeared in front of it in its entirety, the pitch-black mucus that made up the altar quickly condensed, like ice frozen in black water.
The Witch Clan Altar is complete!
Ziyue’s eyes lit up suddenly, and in the depths of her eyes, there seemed to be countless runes circulating, like a group of brilliant nebulae.
These runes seem to be chaotic, but they can be connected to each other, but they can form an upside-down altar - exactly the same as the witch altar in front of them.
"The Devil!"
Qin Yu raised his hand to the center of his brow, his fingertips burst into light, as if submerged in flesh and blood, slowly pulling outward. A dazzling long rhombic polyhedron appeared from it, and the powerful aura of dignity, majesty, and dignity swept across all directions in an instant. The air was suddenly full of ice and cold, and the temperature dropped crazily again.
In the extreme cold, a white-haired figure appeared. He stepped to Qin Yu and said slowly and silently, "I hope you won't let me down."
Slap——
The figure shattered like bubbles.
咻——
The godhead flew out in a whistling manner and sank directly into the altar of the Witch tribe.
The altar composed of runes deep in Ziyue's eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and then all the runes quickly burned. There was a trace of pain on her face, her breath quickly weakened, as if she was being forcibly drawn from her strength.
Qin Yu's expression tightened, and at this moment, Ziyue drank in a low voice, "The sacrifice has arrived, according to the agreement of the ancient years, please come with the power of darkness!"
A drop of ink suddenly appeared in the main hall, and then quickly spread out. It was a pure darkness, with no extra attributes.
The strange syllable came out from the darkness, and I didn’t understand it at all, but when it fell into the ear, I could clearly perceive the meaning it represents.
"Moon Palace servants, the sacrifices you provide are of Tier 6 quality, which is not enough to exchange for my power. Thinking of the status of the Moon Palace, dark power can come and protect her for two hundred years. But the power of darkness will not give extra The gift of her, two hundred years later, a new sacrifice will be provided, otherwise I will collect her soul as compensation for me."
The darkness in front of her eyes quickly poured into Ning Ling's body like a stream of water. All her breath disappeared instantly, completely isolated from the outside world.
Ziyue's face was pale, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that this kind of change will happen."
Qin Yu took a deep breath and suppressed his restlessness, "It has nothing to do with you."
Two hundred years are enough. By then, he will be able to find enough sacrifices to solve Ning Ling's penalty.
Zi Yue nodded, "I have to sleep for a while." When she said, she disappeared with the moon shadow above her head.
In the astral space, Ziyue seems to have encountered a lunar eclipse, extinguishing little by little.
The ice in the main hall quickly dissipated, and You Ji quickly stepped forward and looked anxious, "Your Majesty, how is Sister Ning Ling?"
Qin Yu said: "In two hundred years, she will be fine."
You Ji has a happy face. After two hundred years of preparation, she will definitely be able to solve the problem, and she has absolute confidence in Qin Yu. Qin Yu didn't say about the consequences of not being able to offer sacrifices two hundred years later, because he would never allow that kind of thing to happen.
Looking at Ning Ling who seemed to be asleep on the bed, countless thoughts in Qin Yu's mind rolled, and finally revealed a touch of firmness. He raised his palm and the light surged, and a token quickly condensed and completed, "You Ji, this is to control the Holy Palace Attached token to the sacred palace. When I am away in the future, you will be the supreme leader of the power of the Holy Palace... Protect yourself and protect Ning Ling."
You Ji's eyes widened, "Your Majesty...you..."
Qin Yu handed the token to her, "Don't worry, just in case, I'm going to do something now."
The chill in the eyes!
For so many years, various grievances with Xianzong have completely broken Qin Yu's tolerance limit after Ning Ling's incident.
They...no longer share the same meaning!
Huh----
Qin Yu's figure moved and disappeared. After a while, he appeared in front of the master of the Taoist hall, straight to the point, "Ximen, I have a plan to destroy Xianzong. You need to cooperate with me."
……
Xianzong, due to the release of the power of Xianyuan, the messy world of Xianzong has basically recovered.
But if Qin Yu doesn't die for a day, they are just like a throat, unable to remain stable.
The master of the Netherworld is wrapped in dark power, gritted his teeth, "After the vowel of the gods dies, this seat will not believe it, he can continue to forbear!"
The Buddha's expression is indifferent, "Wait, her time is running out." Involuntarily thought, when he destroyed Zhongnanshan and killed the Xianming family, the meeting with Qin Yu~IndoMTL.com~ a little throbbing, An unrepressive gushed from the bottom of my heart, even after many days, that feeling still exists.
The Buddha frowned subconsciously, and the killing intent in his chest was even better. No matter what the reason, Qin Yu must die.
But will he really lose his mind and break into Xianzong at all costs? If he chooses to forbear, and wait until the future is strong enough, who can kill him? If there is that day, the people of Xianzong will probably only shrink in the small world and dare not step into the world.
After all, no one can guarantee that the killing of the vowel of God can really become a shackle that restricts his promotion!
The Netherworld Realm Master obviously thought of this, and said coldly: "We must anger him, let him hate you and me, and don't give him more time."
The Buddha's face was expressionless, "The realm master is standing at the point of view of the demon king. Once the divine vowel dies, what measures will be taken against you and me?"
"Break each one!" The Netherworld Realm Master said solemnly: "Xianzong and Qin are the leaders in this matter. Although you and I killed the vowel, Qin is the cause."
"Yes, if the Demon Emperor makes a move, he must first defeat the emperor, weaken the strength of you and me, and at the same time deter the world and make my Xianzong be isolated and helpless. But if we happen to win the emperor when he makes a move Save him, and think of a way to stimulate him, will the Demon King be even more angry?"
The master of the Netherworld's eyes lit up.
……
Qin Yu said indifferently: "If this seat takes action against Emperor Ying, Xianzong will definitely rescue him, and find a way to completely irritate me and lead me into Xianzong."
Ximen Gucheng frowned, "I admit that what you said is very possible, but the question is what will happen after entering Xianzong?"
Qin Yu's tone is flat, but every syllable between the lines exudes blood that makes people palpitating, "Simon, believe this seat, this time I will let the entire Xianzong disappear from this world forever!"