Wei Ziqing sighed. If he could, he would definitely not be willing to be an enemy of Nanzhao, especially this saint aunt.

It’s not that you can’t afford to offend yourself, but what if you mess with it?

I must have unprecedented constraints in this world. You must know that Zixuan's existence makes me do something slightly too much like a butterfly flaunting my wings across the Pacific Ocean, and maybe it will cause a huge tsunami.

The demise of the world is not important.

The important thing is some of the impacts that have been brought about after the demise.

Ling'er disappeared and no longer existed, and she would not meet her. If she fell in love with her, how could the crystal blue smoke of the two appear?

Wei Ziqing would not say that it would not affect everyone because of luck. Li Xiaoyao's appearance proved his guess.

"Saint, can you be so kind? I have a deep connection with Nanzhao and Nuwa, and I absolutely have no hostility with Nanzhao. Please believe me!"

"roll!"

Wei Ziqing's low voice ushered in the indifference of the Holy Aunt.

This made Wei Ziqing feel a little dissatisfied. Although he didn't want to be an enemy of Nanzhao, this saint aunt was too unpleasant, right?

"It seems that I can only do it!"

The clay figures all have a third temper. Although they don’t want to do it, they must enter the Nuwa Temple themselves!

"Have you finally revealed your nature? Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, the Holy Gu sneered. She knew that this person was not good, and now she finally revealed her nature.

After saying that, he turned his right hand and a white long sword appeared directly in her hand. With a move, he was about to attack Wei Ziqing.

The cultivation of the Holy Aunt is extremely terrifying. The white long sword in her hand and she can see the waves of the sword intent on the sword before she moves, causing the space to tremble.

The cultivation level of a human immortal!

This world is really scary. Just a saint in an ordinary country has such strength, not to mention the Demon Realm Lord and the God of War!

It can be said that this may be the most irresistible existence Wei Ziqing has ever experienced, especially the last boss, the Evil Sword Immortal.

Of course, the current saint aunt is just a human immortal.

Wei Ziqing is at the peak of the celestial immortal and is about to reach the true immortal. The gap between the two is still separated from the threshold of the Earth Immortal.

Especially Wei Ziqing's strength, although he is now at the peak of the celestial immortal, his combat power is soaring to the Golden Immortal. What can this holy aunt do to him?

With a gentle sigh, Wei Ziqing took a step forward.

Looking at Wei Ziqing who was stepping out, the sage sneered and wanted to lift it up, but at this moment, her pupils suddenly tightened, and her exquisite face was even more pale and cold sweat flowed.

She found... her spiritual sword and her body became extremely heavy, as if they had turned into the earth. No matter how hard she tried, she could not lift it up, and she felt like she was about to fall off her hands.

"This...what the hell is going on? What did you do? Let me go!"

The Holy Gu looked at Wei Ziqing in horror and angrily. What did this man do? Why did he become so heavy, whether it was the spiritual sword or his body? This is not the case!

She must have done something!

Wei Ziqing didn't say anything, but just glanced at the Holy Aunt indifferently, then stepped in.

What did you do?

I did nothing, but just suppressed my own pressure and put pressure on her soul.

She couldn't feel it, but her soul could feel it.

This method is the inspiration I gained from the spiritual pressure in the world of Death God. This aura method that combines spiritual pressure and power is called: Emperor Power!

A kind of emperor's power that starts crushing from the soul, naked, and makes people unable to resist!

"Damn it, let me go, you can't go in, come out quickly!"

The sage aunt was shouting in horror, but Wei Ziqing ignored him at all, but walked directly towards the Nuwa Temple.

It was at this moment that the Saint Aunt's face suddenly turned happy. In front of her, a woman wearing a purple dress, very beautiful, and with a faint trace of Ling'er's shadow between her eyebrows and eyes was slowly walking towards her.

"Zixuan, why are you here? It's so good, hurry, hurry up"

When seeing this purple charming woman, the Shenggu's face was full of excitement. Now Nuwa Temple has welcomed a strong enemy. Zixuan appears here, which is so good.

You know, as a descendant of Nuwa, Zixuan has reached the realm of the heavenly immortals, and she is definitely more than enough to deal with the person just now!

"Saint Aunt..."

Hearing the words of the Saint Aunt, Zixuan shook her head and did not agree to her. Instead, she sighed and said bitterly: "It's been a hundred years..."

Buzz...

Hearing this, the excitement on the face of the Holy Gu disappeared instantly, replaced by anxiety and heartache: "You... aren't you awake yet?"

"Awakening?"

Zixuan shook her head bitterly: "You are my friend, you should be able to understand. It's been more than two hundred years, and I have been waiting for more than two hundred years. I... I still can't forget him, so how can I wake up?"

"But he is dead!"

Hearing this, the Holy Aunt finally couldn't help but roar and wanted to struggle, but there was no way. The invisible power bound to her body made her spiritual power unable to even operate.

"He is not dead... In a hundred years, he should appear!"

"It's useless! Zixuan, it's useless!"

The Sheng Gu's face was full of anxiety. She already knew what Zixuan was going to do. She had to stop it: "Whether it is Gu Liufang or Lin Yeping, can't you let everything be seen clearly? This is your fate. As the fate of Nuwa descendants, it is useless. Stay here. Nanzhao needs you. You can't leave. Once you leave, you will only hurt yourself even deeper!"

Zixuan fell silent for a long time, smiled desolately: "But I don't believe it, I don't believe that my destiny will be like this, I'm not willing to give up!"

In order to wait for his appearance, she stubbornly guarded her. In order to renew her relationship with him, she sealed Qing'er's growth, and even more so that she could keep her youthful appearance, she stole Chonglou's unwillingness!

Is it a pity that I have done these things?

No, never!

One hundred years, one hundred years, another hundred years!

For three hundred years, in order to wait for him, her heart was hurt again and again, but why bother?

Is the fate of Nuwa's descendants?

Zixuan never accepts her fate. This was the case in the first two hundred years, and this was even more so in the past hundred years!

"Originally, I wanted to say goodbye to you secretly, but today..."

Zixuan looked at the open Nuwa Temple gate and sighed: "Don't worry, I can feel that there is no hostility on him. Maybe he really just wants to ask the Empress about something, so you will be fine!"
Chapter completed!