After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

The two broken sky pillars finally merged into one. From this, Luo Jiuqiu generated spiritual roots, merging Yunfu's body and clone into one.

It seems peaceful now, but under the calm lake there is actually a turbulent undercurrent.

None of the Heavenly Clan and Ghost Clan could be saved, and they were determined to become enemies of the entire Jingxuan Continent.

The repair of the Tianzhu only requires a complete shape, and it will take time before it is completely repaired, let alone restarting the road to ascension, which is probably an extremely long process.

During this long process, no one knows what will happen.

The future is unknown. Only with absolute strength can we survive in the unpredictable future, even resist, and ultimately control the overall situation.

Luo Jiuqiu himself is a cultivator, and he is also gifted. His cultivation level is rising rapidly, but no matter how fast he is, he cannot reach the peak of a monk in a short period of time.

But she has a Nine-Kill Sword Master who stands at the top.

Yun Fu's strength is unfathomable. The last time he fought against the Anti-God, he was shocked even though he didn't use all his strength. Beating the leader of the Celestial Clan was just like playing.

This was still under the condition that Yunfu was possessed by madness and his cultivation was unstable.

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't help but think that if Yunfu could cure his obsession and fuse all his clones, his strength would be doubled.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't think there was anything shameful about relying on Yunfu.

Luo Jiuqiu smiled slightly at Yun Fu's black-haired clone and said, "Do you want the Sword Master to fuse?"

Yun Fu's clone subconsciously frowned and said, "Do you hope?"

Luo Jiuqiu said: "I hope."

Unhappiness could be seen from Yun Fu's expressionless ice face. Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows, looked up at Yun Fu, looked at him from bottom to top, and asked: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you will disappear? "

Yun Fu's true body and his clone consider themselves to be two different people, so when they merge into one person, they subconsciously feel that one of them is going to be swallowed up and disappear.

Yun Fu's clone frowned deeper and said, "It's probably because he's afraid."

Yun Fu is seriously ill. Both his body and his clone think that they are the strongest, and at the same time they want to destroy each other.

When Luo Jiuqiu asked this, Yunfu's clone would naturally think that it was not him who disappeared.

Luo Jiuqiu straightened up, patted the black-haired Yunfu on the shoulder, and encouraged: "Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

After saying that, Luo Jiuqiu said: "I'll ask the other you."

The black-haired Yun stood expressionless and did not stop him.

When Luo Jiuqiu found Yunfu's true form, he was expressionless, holding a butterfly with one hand and his son with the other.

Xiao Luoyao was holding a net bag in his hand, his mouth was pursed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

There wasn't a single butterfly in the net bag.

Xiao Luoyao said: "Dad, we use tools to net butterflies, not just catching them with our hands."

As he said that, Xiao Luoyao couldn't help but look at Yun Fu's hand holding the butterfly with accusation.

Yunfu said: "It's too slow."

Xiao Luoyao: "I just want to play!"

Yunfu: "Shut up."

Xiao Luoyao shouted with a choked voice: "I want to tell my mother!"

Yun Fu frowned slightly, then commented on his son and said: "Childish."

Xiao Luo yelled: "Old old-fashioned!"

If Luo Jiuqiu had come a few seconds later, the whole family would have started to quarrel.

Luo Jiuqiu fell from the sky and instantly attracted the attention of both father and son.

"Mother!" Luo Yao rushed over and hugged his mother's legs, shouting affectionately.

Luo Jiuqiu reached out and slapped the butterfly in Yunfu's hand, then took the net bag in Luo Yao's hand and dumped the caught butterfly.

In an instant, all the captured butterflies flew away safely.

Luo Jiuqiu said to Xiao Luoyao: "Mom has something to do with your ice cube daddy. You can go and play by yourself first." Xiao Luoyao glanced at his mother longingly. He was very reluctant to leave and didn't want to leave, but in the end he was still obedient. He nodded and ran away.

Luo Jiuqiu turned to Yunfu, reached out to pick up his long snow-colored hair, and twisted the hair around his fingertips to play with it.

Yunfu's Adam's apple slipped.

Luo Jiuqiu asked with a slightly suspicious expression: "Jianzun, are you thinking about something unhealthy?"

Yunfu said lightly: "No."

"Ha." Luo Jiuqiu chuckled, not sure if he believed it or not.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "I want to cure your obsession, let your body and clone merge, and stabilize your cultivation."

Yunfu said: "I'm already fine."

Luo Jiuqiu: "No, you are seriously ill and need to be treated."

Yunfu said nothing.

Luo Jiuqiu guessed that Yunfu either thought it didn't matter that he was sick, or he didn't take it seriously at all.

In fact, a person who has been obsessed with madness for hundreds of years is indeed seriously ill and has not even thought about treatment.

Probably seeing that Luo Jiuqiu was very persistent, Yunfu added: "It doesn't matter."

Luo Jiuqiu: "But you haven't merged with the clone yet. Your clone wants to kill you at any time, and you want to kill him at any time. In the final analysis, you are the same person, and you are killing each other."

Yunfu said: "It doesn't matter."

Luo Jiuqiu pointed out: "I like the strongest. The last time you fought against the God of Rebellion, you didn't defeat him. Isn't this your true level, Sword Master?"

Yunfu blinked slightly but said nothing.

Luo Jiuqiu said again: "Sword Master, are you afraid that you will be swallowed by the clone?"

It was just a low-level provoking method. Unexpectedly, when Luo Jiuqiu said it, Yunfu fell into the trap.

Yunfu said: "It would be easy for me to kill all the clones."

Luo Jiuqiu covered Yunfu's mouth, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "I want you to merge into one, not to kill them."

Yunfu was silent for a while, and looked at Luo Jiuqiu quietly for a long time. Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Luo Jiuqiu happily kissed the side of Yun Fu's face.

Luo Jiuqiu is a man of action. After convincing Yunfu's body and clone, she took action immediately.

Soon, Yunfu's body and his clones were standing on the open back mountain of Moon Worshiping Peak.

Yunfu chopped off hundreds or even thousands of clones in one breath, and each one had an independent consciousness.

Luo Jiuqiu was stunned. She didn't expect that Yunfu had so many clones.

The relationship between Yunfu's true body and his clones was very tense. As soon as the clone appeared, the two sides immediately became at war with each other.

Yunfu's body, the white-haired Yunfu's robes, move automatically without wind.

All Yunfu reached out and held down the long swords at their waists. It was obvious that they were filled with murderous intent and were ready to take action at any time.

"cough."

Luo Jiuqiu coughed as a reminder.

The Yunfus immediately put away their swords, expressionless, pretending that nothing happened.

Luo Jiuqiu reminded: "Sword Master, you have already promised me, won't you break your promise?"

All Yunfu turned to look at Luo Jiuqiu, with deep eyes and a delicate and beautiful face.

Luo Jiuqiu was stunned.

Thousands of beautiful faces hit Luo Jiuqiu's eyes at close range. Luo Jiuqiu felt like she was about to ascend to heaven, her eyes washed with beauty and she felt so happy.