Chapter 4512 Pretending to Be Less Amnesia
Chapter 4512 Pretending to be less amnesia
A demon clan hurriedly said: "The group of fellow clansmen didn't lie to us just now! There must be something wrong with this ghost place! Maybe the real dragon is angry!"
"Poor Dujie, with such a terrifying Tingwei, the Sea of Consciousness has been shattered long ago, right?"
"Listen to me, you're right, don't spend time on this spiritual island before..."
"boom!"
Tingwei descended, under one blow, Hong Lian could only see that the fairy was almost broken, his skin burst, and although the primordial spirit had no flesh and blood, it was painful, but his skin was not broken!
However, the immortal still didn't move, and even with his eyes flickering, the fragments of the primordial spirit flew across, sticking to Tingwei, and slowly flew back around him!
The fragments overlapped with the primordial spirit, as if the flesh and blood were sewn together, Hong Lian bit her cherry lips tightly, and every strand of healing made her heart feel like a knife.
Every time the primordial spirit was shattered, and even more than once, the primordial spirit was blasted apart, like five thunders dismembering a corpse, but the fragments still healed!
Every time it heals, that primordial spirit becomes stronger and stronger!
I don't know how long it has passed, but I saw that the primordial spirit was riddled with holes, but his body of only two feet was composed of thousands of pieces!
There are thousands of injuries, each of which is a terrible injury to the sea of consciousness, and the reason why it can heal is because Qin Yichen integrates and comprehends the laws of immortality in time every time the thunder strikes.
There was lightning flashing at the intersection of the scars, but because the injuries were too dense, the entire fairy was shrouded in lightning. At this moment, Honglian's beautiful eyes were already red and swollen, but she could only endure the heartache and dare not shed tears of blood .
Because her blood and tears are the essence of the thirty-six-day blood lotus, like the sun, a single drop can burn the master's sea of consciousness.
After all, the wound healed, like a broken doll being sewn again, and those stitched places finally turned into bright brand marks of Tingwei, permeating the surroundings!
Dragon God opened his eyes, his smile was relieved, and there was still some restraint like a child: "The two-foot primordial spirit, I don't know if the ancestor is in the sky, are you satisfied?"
"Yi Chen!"
"Brother Qin!"
At this moment, Bai Cang and other demon gods surrounded Qin Yichen with all their hands and feet, and his body was surrounded by lightning, which was extremely terrifying.
And these flashes are already comparable to the spiritual power of a fairy!
Now the gods and demons think that the soul of the dragon on this spiritual island is lingering, and the tribulation ends with the shattering of the sea of consciousness, but this so-called rumor must not come true, it happened to the person who started it!
In the sky, the Ting Yun dissipated, and the pair of star eyes gradually loosened.
"Yichen?"
The Demon Emperor hugged Qin Yichen in his arms, and when he met those eyes, the peach eyes slightly curved: "You succeeded, no..."
"Snapped!"
Qin Yichen was thrown on the ground, Bai Cang saw it, and was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
The Demon Emperor stood up, with a half-smile: "Is it comfortable?"
Qin Yichen blinked: "Tingwei is terrifying, how can I feel comfortable?"
"I'm asking if you are comfortable in my arms!"
Qin Yichen was even more innocent: "Comfortable!"
The starlight in the demon emperor's jade palm flickered, and Qin Yichen exclaimed: "Senior, calm down! You are being unreasonable. There are so many people here, how could I know it would be senior..."
The last burst of Tingwei almost shattered his sea of consciousness, even the sea of consciousness was already damaged. He was able to cross over because he tried his best to comprehend the similarities between the two ways of martial arts, coupled with the Tingwei primordial spirit formed by Tingshen. Live the last calamity!
At this moment, the suppression of Ting Jie made Yuanshen achieve two feet, which seems to be calm, but just now he really almost stepped into the footsteps of that god and demon!
The key point is, why is Senior Demon Emperor so angry? There are so many people, even men, and you just put me in your arms, blame me?
The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, and suddenly, Bai Cang said loyally: "Even if it can be done, His Majesty must be the main wife!"
"Snapped!"
It has to be said that Yaohuang's palm is much more ruthless than Lu Xiaolu: "You are the only one who talks a lot!"
Bai Cang looked aggrieved, the demon emperor's peach eyes were cold, and he recovered after a while: "I am the strongest here, if I don't take care of you, who will take care of you?"
"Let's not talk about that, how is your primordial spirit?"
Qin Yichen turned pale and retreated: "Senior, didn't you see it, why bother to ask?"
The Demon Emperor was stunned: "The Ting Jie just now had a total of seventeen paths. Your first achievement of the Yuanshen was three inches. Now..."
Qin Yichen smiled lightly: "One calamity is one inch! No more, no less, exactly two feet!"
"Two feet?! Twenty-inch primordial spirit!"
"Brother Qin, you are going against the sky!"
Twenty-inch Yuanshen, what is this concept?
Even if it is a cultivator and an immortal, it is only twenty-four inches!
What's more, after practicing Ting Shenjue, it can be said that Qin Yichen is not in vain in the face of the gods now!
Just becoming an immortal teacher, he has achieved such an achievement. If every step can be like today, then in the future...
The crowd of demon gods were shocked, and the Demon Emperor also looked gratified, and raised his head and said: "If they can see it, they will definitely be proud of you."
Qin Yichen's smile was flat, without the slightest arrogance. Senior Hao Chengzi was a fifteen-inch soul. Even if the senior who created Lingdao was also in his prime, he might not be worse than him!
Even so, that ancestor also fell...
"But one step at a time, that's fine."
Qin Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped being sad, and smiled again: "Honglian, come out and show your face!"
This breakthrough not only deserves to be worthy of thousands of ancestors, but more importantly... my own weapon spirit should finally be called my own master!
Qin Yichen felt that this matter was more gratifying than becoming an immortal teacher!
All of a sudden, Red Lotus floated out, pinching her waist with jade hands, and stood half a step behind Qin Yichen, no worse than Bai Cang's fight for the demon emperor's wife just now.
Qin Yichen is very satisfied, this guy has finally cleared his position!
Honglian also had a serious face, scanning the group of monsters, as if announcing a big event: "Don't say I'm hitting you, dragon and phoenix are the perfect match, even if it's you, you can only live in the second room at most."
"Don't stare, what's wrong with the Demon Emperor, you know the identity of Kid Qin, it's not shameful to be a concubine!"
Looking around, Qin Yichen's face was livid, and he raised his palm. He felt that his palm was no worse than the Demon Emperor.
Did I ask you to come out to say this! ?
However, compared to Bai Cang's grievance and silence, Honglian has more confidence, and directly raises her pretty face, with the anger of "I choose a marriage for you, and you will repay the favor".
The divine power in Qin Yichen's palm finally dissipated, but he was still angry: "Is this pot of water boiling?"
"I want you to tell them what you should call me in the future!"
Hong Lian blinked her eyes, with a blank expression on her face: "Boy Qin? Boy? Brat? And idiot... Which one do you like?"
"I!"
There are quite a few options, right?
Qin Yichen gritted his teeth: "Tingwei didn't hit you, don't pretend to lose your memory here! Call Master!"
"no way!"
Hong Lian snorted coquettishly, but facing those star eyes, after all, she hadn't reached the point of being shameless, but she was just not very confident: "Who heard it? If no one heard it, it didn't matter!"