Chapter 1208

"Refining again!"

When the last pumice stone fused, mu Qingge didn't stop the strange fire, but let the different fire burn more fiercely, continuously refining the nine heavy heaven.

In the gap, mu Qingge took out a handful of pills and swallowed them directly into his stomach.

Strange fire burns with her divine power as fuel. For so long, she had run out of oil and the lamp was dry, so she had to supplement it with pills.

The fire in jiuchongtian burned for two days and two nights.

On the ground, all the Mu adherents and all the followers of muqingge are waiting in silence.

In this process, mu Qingge has no idea how many times she has taken pills. Her power and consciousness are constantly consumed and recovered.

I don't know when, the flame in the sky is getting smaller and smaller

Three days later, colorful fire, finally completed their mission, into fire lotus, into the body of moqingge. At this time, mu Qingge also slowly opened his eyes.

In Jiuchong sky, not only the vegetation was burned clean, but also the debris was burned to nothing, leaving only its original appearance.

People on the ground, three days later, their necks had been stiff.

Now, the flame has disappeared, and jiuchongtian, which has entered our eyes, has greatly disappointed them. The jiuchongtian, which was hanging between heaven and earth like mountains and earth, was scorched, bare and lifeless. It was not the appearance of jiuchongtian in their hearts.

Is this their Ninth Heaven?

Countless Mu adherents who came out of jiuchongtian ten thousand years ago are asking themselves in their hearts.

Even for a moment, let them think that their memory appeared wrong, wrong?

Xuxiu and the high priest were silent, for they knew it. Jiuchongtian is a supreme space magic weapon. Now muqingge just finds its shape, but what about the soul?

The spirit is the soul. Without spirit, jiuchongtian is just a dead thing, even if it can be seen again!

A kind of depression, silence and longing, which has been waiting for thousands of years, is spreading in the hearts of people with disappointment. However, none of them will blame muqingge, because at least she has recovered the appearance of jiuchongtian before, even if it is just a dead barren mountain.

Loss, anxiety, hope, disappointment

All kinds of emotions on the ground.

However, standing in the sky of nine light Mu light song, it seems very calm.

"Meng Meng, are you ready? I'm going to start. " Mu Qingge asked in his heart.

Mengmeng sits in the space with her knees crossed. Under her, there is a mysterious pattern of scenery, which is the core of the space and the foundation of her. She nodded and replied, "I'm ready."

What to do?

Mengmeng tells mu Qingge that first of all, she wants to separate her own space from her own divine consciousness, and then integrate the space with jiuchongtian.

The rest is up to Meng Meng himself.

Although the spirit before jiuchongtian has been erased, there will still be resentment, accumulated for thousands of years, and the power is not trivial. To become the new spirit of jiuchongtian, Mengmeng must eliminate all these complaints.

"Meng Meng, in any case, I'll be with you. You can't force me. If you can't, you can give up." Mu Qingge asked.

"Don't worry, master silver! I'm your cute girl. How can I be so weak? " Meng Meng is confident.

"OK, let's get started." Mu light song deep voice.

She converged, ready to strip space.

Stripping space is a very painful thing. It is equivalent to using a sharp knife to separate the space from her divine consciousness.

I'm afraid that the pain of peeling and breaking bones can't be used to describe the pain from consciousness.

Just at the beginning, mu Qingge's face was white and bloodless, sweat from the temples, no one knows, on her back, has been wet by sweat.

People on the ground can only see her still straight back.

"What is the little Lord doing?"

"I don't know!"

"Has jiuchongtian been rebuilt?"

"The little Lord has done his best."

"Yes, it's not a matter of a day and a night to rebuild the jiuchongtian. Now it's really rare that the young master can reunite the broken jiuchongtian. In the future, we will work together to restore jiuchongtian to what it was ten thousand years ago. "

"Shall we go up then?"

“……”

When they wanted to go to the Ninth Heaven, Xu Xiu opened his mouth. "Wait, the little Lord hasn't called me to wait for you. We can't go up and disturb easily."

In a word, it calmed the people.

And let their hearts be hanged again.

Yuan Yuan's beautiful face, lips tight, looking at the back of Mu Qingge, hands pinched tightly.

Here, only he knows what mu Qingge is doing, but he can't say!"Light song will be OK." Bai Lin has some worries.

Yinchen said, "jiuchongtian is the holy land of the Protoss. How easy is it to rebuild it? But light songs have their own discretion, we don't have to worry too much. "

In his hand, he held a piece of jade Jue to transmit the message. Once jiuchongtian recovered its vitality, he would send the message to the people waiting on the land of the Western gods and lurking in the four gods.

"Sir..." Young lotus uneasy step forward.

The flower moon is beside her, hand in hand with her.

Moyang also pursed his lips and remained silent, and his handsome face was tight. Those who came here with mu Qingge from Linchuan Qin State never worried about jiuchongtian, let alone the Mu nationality. In their hearts, only their little barons!

Jiuchongtian is suspended between heaven and earth, above the clouds. It is too far away from the ground, so that people on the ground can't see clearly.

They couldn't see mu Qingge's trembling body, her pale face, and her forced suffering.

In her divinity, the connection with space is being stripped away.

When the last trace was cut off, mu Qingge couldn't help but gush out a big mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, she turned her back to the people, so no one saw her.

A crystal from her eyebrow.

Mu Qingge raised his hand to wipe off the bloodstain on the corners of his mouth and the sweat on his cheek, and his expression was very dispirited.

"Master silver, give me the rest. You can recover quickly." The cute voice rings in her ear. Then, she watched the crystal fall into the sky.

Mu Qingge doesn't want to let people find her strange. She still stands, but carefully repairs her damaged divine consciousness. The best way to restore her divine consciousness is to make the best strategy.

Three days later, she waited.

On the seventh day when she came to the Ninth Heaven, there was a slight tremor at her feet.

The dead nine heavy days, finally changed!

This change raised the heart of Mu Qingge and excited the people waiting on the ground.

However, at this time, a golden light rushed out of the nine heavy sky and fell directly in the Mu light singer.

She looked at the golden light in her hand, her eyes suddenly shrunk and lost her voice: "magic strategy!"

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