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

Chapter 44 Chaos
A flash of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the true spirit of the fantasy world.

Luo Jiuqiu unexpectedly had an epiphany and advanced.

Countless spiritual energies surged together, strange beasts roared with joy, advanced thunder struck from the void, and all nine suns were split apart.

The flowers and trees that were blocking the sky moved away automatically.

The majestic spiritual energy surged from the sky and the earth. The aura around Luo Jiuqiu surged, and his clothes were flying.

Luo Jiuqiu stepped from Spirit Master to Spirit Saint in an instant.

Countless thunders fell, but they were blocked one by one by the true spirit of the illusion.

The True Spirit of Illusion said: "I can set some rules myself in the world here, such as this thunder in the sky."

Luo Jiuqiu: "What do you want? I owe you a favor."

Luo Jiuqiu was not afraid of the sky thunder, but the situation at this moment was special. She was struck by the advanced thunder calamity all over the sky, and she would have to shed her skin even if she didn't die.

The True Spirit of Illusion thought seriously for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't want anything."

Luo Jiuqiu quite liked this illusion true spirit that looked cold but fragrant and soft, so he said: "It doesn't matter, you can tell me when you think of it."

The True Spirit of Illusion smiled slightly.

At this moment, many monks flew over
There was too much movement in the place where Luo Jiuqiu and others were, and in the blink of an eye, they attracted waves of monks.

Yunfu, the Wuming High Priest and others were still fighting, and the gray-robed Demon Qi and the black-robed Four Gods' followers suffered numerous casualties.

There are faint thunders in the sky that are about to strike, making a loud roar.

The nine suns have long since dispersed, and hundreds of strange beasts are eagerly surrounding Luo Jiuqiu. They look up at Luo Jiuqiu who is being held by the true spirit of the illusion. It seems that he wants to be hugged. Of course It's Luo Jiuqiu's hug.

The newly arrived monks were all stunned and confused about the situation. After a while, they were shocked to find that Luo Jiuqiu had advanced to become a spiritual saint, and was only one step away from the spiritual emperor.

Some of the monks who were close just now were whispering to each other and talking about each other.

Only then did everyone know that Luo Jiuqiu was pregnant, and they didn't know whose it was. The current melee was mostly related to her.And the person holding her was the true spirit of this immortal secret realm.

The eyes of the monks were fiery.

The secret realm has been open for a long time. Apart from enjoying the scenery and refreshing their souls, everyone has not found any treasures, so they are naturally unwilling to give up at the moment.

Luo Jiuqiu sincerely suggested: "Miss Zhenling, I think you and I are a bit redundant here, let's go first."

The true spirit of the secret realm lowered his head and glanced at Luo Jiuqiu in his arms, and nodded in agreement.

The other monks quit.

The secret land of immortals descended from the sky. As a destined person, I stepped into this fairyland, but found nothing.

At this moment, the true spirit of the secret realm appeared. How could the monks let her go so easily?
"This True Spirit Immortal, can you give me some advice?" A monk jumped out and asked sincerely.

The true spirit in the illusion looked neither sad nor happy, and didn’t understand.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "They want to ask you how to search your home, and they want you to hand over all kinds of good treasures."

"Luo Jiuqiu!"

The monk who spoke instantly felt hot in his face. He pointed at Luo Jiuqiu and wanted to scold him but didn't dare.

Sima Yong, Chu Zhiyi and other members of the Yuxu Sword Sect also came, staring at their ancestors at one time and at Luo Jiuqiu's belly at another.

Luo Jiuqiu rolled his eyes and whispered to the real spirit of the illusion: "This child belongs to Murong Xun, not Yunfu."

The so-called bad friends are meant to be a trap.

Luo Jiuqiu had no burden. There was no sound transmission needed for what he said. Any monk present could hear it.

Murong Xun was so angry that he fell back and almost had his head chopped off by Huo Ran's double swords.

Murong Xun yelled: "Luo Jiuqiu! You fart! I have no interest in you at all!" Luo Jiuqiu buried his head in the embrace of the true spirit of the illusion, pretending not to hear.

Everyone below had different expressions and were talking a lot.

Chu Zhiyi shouted: "Okay! Luo Jiuqiu, you are shameless, you stole behind our ancestors' back..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped away by his sect leader and senior brother Sima Yong.

Black air erupted from Yunfu's body, and he was about to go crazy again.

Visible to the naked eye, a black shadow that looked exactly like him was struggling to escape from his body. It turned out to be the black-haired Yun Fu, Luo Jiuqiu's handyman, whom Yun Fu had pinched his neck and forced himself into the body.

In the past 600 years, Yunfu has created countless puppets and gone crazy again and again. This time, he was finally a little out of control.

Qing Jue, who was almost as crazy as Yun Fu, had a stern look on his face and red eyes as he murmured: "I was dreaming. The child that my junior sister is carrying is mine. Murong Xun is dead long ago, my junior sister doesn't like him, and Yun Fu is also dead, haha .”

With that said, Qingjue slashed at Murong Xun with his sword.

Murong Xun almost cursed, danced with both whips, and was fighting with Qingjue in the blink of an eye.

Only then did the monks below react slightly. They were shocked by Luo Jiuqiu's ferocity, and at the same time they were shocked by Murong Xun.

Those who have lived long enough, such as He Qiuheng's uncle He Yuanming, naturally know who Murong Xun is. He even hugged the latter when he was a child.

He Yuanming stared and said in shock: "Is it Murong Xiaoxun? You are not dead!"

Everyone in the world said that Baihua Valley had been wiped out and no one was left alive, but they didn't want the young master of the valley, Murong Xun, to be alive.

Murong Xun was fighting fiercely with Qing Jue, and he had to be wary of Huo Ran beside him. He almost slipped when he heard this.

Murong Xun roared: "My name is Murong Xun, not Xiao Xun!"

As he spoke, he directed the demon chess players to reveal their attacks one after another, dragging Qing Jue and Huo Ran to explode together.

There was a blood feud, and he wanted to kill these two people to pay for it!

He Yuanming was even more shocked, his fingers were trembling, and he said tremblingly: "Murong Xiaoxun, how can you control the demon chess, then aren't you..."

"Chess player!"

A monk called out the name for He Yuanming that he didn't want to say.

The so-called chess players, there are countless chess players who control demons. They are evil heretics who do all kinds of evil, and everyone with the right path can find them and punish them.

Thousands of years ago, the remnants of the demon clan still existed, the demon sect was prosperous, and the mortals and monks were miserable.At that time, some major sects stepped forward. Among them, five sects, four sects, and one valley were all the mainstays of the righteous path. They led each sect to kill the remaining ones and fight against the demon sect.

600 years ago, Baihua Valley, once one of the leaders of the righteous path and a holy place for medical cultivation, was destroyed and no one survived.

Unexpectedly, 600 years later, Murong Xun, the young master of the valley, would be alive and become the chess player of the evil upstart Demon Chess.

How ironic, how unfortunate.

"Thousands of years of wisdom in Baihua Valley have been destroyed in one day!"

"Would Baihua Valley be destroyed by their young valley master himself?"

"600 years ago, Luo Jiuqiu and Murong Xun joined forces to cause harm to all parties. One devil and the other a witch, and they were crazy and did anything. Maybe the Moon Worshiping Sect and Baihua Valley were destroyed by these two people!"

Murong Xun's face turned pale.

Luo Jiuqiu said loudly: "Look, Zhenzhen, this is what I suffered. I was really wronged. Everyone in the world loves to talk nonsense, you know!"

Murong Xun yelled: "Shut up!"

He has hated Luo Jiuqiu for 600 years, cursing her every day that she will not be reincarnated after death. Now that he knows that his enemy is someone else, he doesn't know how to face Luo Jiuqiu at the moment.

All the previous gags were just cover-ups, but now Luo Jiuqiu made it clear again, and besides hatred, his heart only felt sour.

(End of this chapter)