Chapter 879

In front of the holy pool, the figure in plain clothes stands in the air. The wind and snow sweep through the sky, and the powerful vitality continuously pours into the body of the falling star, repairing its body.

Below the holy pool, the water gradually thaws, but the spirit is retrograde, and then comes back to life.

Outside the holy pool, the two Tianyue gods will see this scene. Their hearts are full of waves, which is hard to believe.

"The pride of heaven

The Lord of Tianyue sighed softly. He really saw what this son had done. He just realized that Qilin pavilion was not wrongly defeated. This famous ninth son of Mohist sect has surpassed the boundary of the third realm, and is invincible in the world.

He was the first person in thousands of years.

In the East, the morning light spreads, dispelling the cold of the night. On the holy pool, Ning Chen stops and slowly falls to the edge of the holy pool.

"Younger Ning Chen, thank you for your help!" Rather Chen respectfully salutes, the way.

"It's a little help, but the one who really saves you is the falling star," said zhengse, the leader of Tianyue.

"I know" Ning Chen nods and says.

"Can you tell us what happened? With your strength, how can you hurt so much? " Tianyue asked suspiciously.

"I was careless to be hurt by the magic array."

Ning Chen calm should a, in the deep part of the Mou flashed a touch of imperceptible sadness, instantly disappear.

"Magic array?"

Tianyue city master's face is suspicious. He has gone into luohunyuan himself, but he doesn't see any illusory array.

Ning Chen nods and simply tells what happened in the falling soul abyss.

"The ruins of hell!"

Hearing what the former said, the Lord of Tianyue looked surprised. In ancient times, the underworld was mysterious. No one knew where the underworld was. Unexpectedly, the underworld was not far from Tianyue.

"Er"

at this time, in the holy pool, a painful murmur sounded, falling stars all over the body, and the skin burned by the sick king stone began to fall off, revealing new skin.

Ning Chen looks back and looks at his best friend in the holy pool. His eyes are firmer and firmer than before.

All along, they have been passively meeting the storm. This time, he can't wait for a rainy day, otherwise, once the storm comes, they will fall into crisis and struggle again.

"Finally passed the crisis of life and death"

the Lord of Tianyue sighed. With a wave of his hand, a bloody sword and a black stone appeared, handed them to the people in front of him, and said, "Mr. Ning, this is what the falling star has brought back. Now it's returned to its original owner."

Ning Chen takes over the star soul and sick Wang Shi, and is silent for a moment. He takes out his sword and cuts on Wang Shi with a thump.

In the fierce collision, Shenfeng breaks the strange stone, the fire is everywhere, and the sick Wang Qishi is divided into two.

Ning Chen took half of the sick Wang Shi and handed it to Tianyue City Master in front of him. He said seriously, "city master, this is the reward promised by the younger generation."

The Lord of Tianyue looked at Wang Shi in the former's hand, but he didn't reach out to pick him up. He said, "it only needs 30% of the size, which is much more than what you and I talked about."

"The Lord of the city has a life-saving grace with his younger generation and luoxingchen. Wang Shi's frequent illness is just a part of his younger generation and friends' wishes. Please don't refuse." Ning Chen soft voice way.

The Lord of Tianyue was silent. After a moment, he reached out to take over Wang Shi without any more hypocrisy.

On one side, the fourth and seventh gods will ignore one eye. The longer they get in touch with each other, the more different the impression Mr. Ning gives them is from the legend. He is approachable, and he is willing to sacrifice his life and commit danger when he treats his friends.

If such a person, as described in the legend, is an unforgivable and heinous executioner, who can be called a good person in the world?

The Lord of Tianyue waved. In the streamer, a piece of colorful divine iron appeared and slowly flew to the people in front of him.

"This is the holy trace iron, which has the ability to quench the world's treasures. Luoxing has always wanted to use it to recast its star trace bow. Now, according to the agreement, it will be lent to you for the time being," said zhengsedao, the leader of Tianyue city.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Ning Chen took the holy mark iron, once again respectful a gift, way.

"Mr. Ning has just recovered from a serious injury and needs time to recuperate. How about going to the guest room to have a rest first?" Tianyue asked.

"No, I'm all right now"

Ning Chen gently shook his head and said, "I can't rest assured that the stars are not awake, so I'll stay here"

without much advice, the Lord of Tianyue nodded, looked at the two generals on his side, and said, "you two will wait here in turn. If Mr. Ning has any need, please return immediately!"

"Yes

The two gods will respectfully take orders.

The Lord of Tianyue finally took a look at the figure in the holy pool. Without saying more, he left first.

The fourth God will follow and leave together.

"Please, girl."

Ning Chen to one side of the seventh God will nod to salute, way.

"You're welcome, Mr. Ning."

The seventh God will also return to the Tao.Ning Chen's eyes look at the holy pool. A moment later, he waves his right hand. Suddenly, it falls on the star. The light flashes, the star Mark bow rises, and it turns into streamer.

"Drink"

with a light drink, the Phoenix appears, the flame is transpiration, and the flame from the God burns up in the sky. In the Phoenix Fire, Ning Chen holds up his hands. Suddenly, the holy mark iron and the star Mark bow fly up, and on the God iron, the colorful glow falls, obliterating the star mark.

The Phoenix Fire helps the power, the holy things are quenched, and on the star Mark bow, layers of skin slowly peel off to keep improving.

"Drink"

once again, Ning Chen's right hand turns to extremely cold air, the sick king stone flies out, the black flame rises, and the shape changes gradually in the wind and snow.

Yin and Yang conquer each other, shaping and refining. Ning Chen's hands together urge Yang and Phoenix Fire and Yin cold, and turn them into two treasures, which can be fully displayed.

Not far away, the seventh God will look at this scene, his eyes are shining. There is no doubt that Mr. Ning is helping the falling star to quench the bow. As for why the stone is used, I don't know for the moment.

In the sky, the scorching sun rises from the East and gradually reaches the middle of the day. Half a day later, the Phoenix Fire, wind and snow divide the sky and the earth. The completely different scenes of yin and Yang shake the people in the holy city.

"Miracle, miracle!"

People in the holy city knelt down to worship one after another as they watched the shocking scene in the distance.

"Well?"

Thousands of miles away, a strong man at the top of the mountain also felt this scene and woke up from the closed pass one after another, looking towards the holy city of Tianyue.

When did such a terrible strongman come to Tianyue holy city?

In front of the Tianyue holy pool, Ning Chen practices Yin and Yang with both hands, the arch of the star trace and the sick king's stone rise and fall, and their shapes change.

Time flies, the scorching sun continues to travel westward, one day goes by, day and night come, and the cold moon rises from the East and shines on the earth.

"Boom"

nine days later, there was a sudden thunder and lightning flash, the sign of artifact coming out, the sense of heaven and earth, the clouds of robbery, and the brewing tumbling.

The stars of the seven colors flow, and the power swings away. In the nearest Tianyue holy pool, the water surges and the waves rush to the sky.

"Boom"

there was an earth shaking thunder, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky to the God bow.

"Get out of here!"

Ning Chen raised his hand, his eyes were cold, his body didn't move, and his sword was flying into the sky. The invisible sword cut off the thunder and resisted the power of heaven.

At the same time, the shape of the sick king changed, three black arrows appeared, the black flame transpiration, and the divine power shocked the world.

In this world, the king of disease's divine arrow, Xuancang, shocked and angry, robbed the cloud and covered the whole holy city.

"It's too early to get angry!"

A cold irony, Ning Chen body, Zhuxian Xianfeng, residual disease Wang Shi fly to, Xianjian continued Feng, suddenly, Xianjian Guanghua extremely prosperous, majestic sword roaring into the sky!

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