Outside the Nanhua Palace, the vast space is covered with beautiful white ice and snow. An unparalleled figure of a female saint stands in the void. Three thousand blue hairs all turn into white, flying in the space, like a beautiful painting.
The picture scroll makes people addicted to it.
There is an extremely terrifying soul power surrounding Mingyue Xue. Her soul seems to have turned into thousands of souls, spreading in different directions. Her thoughts cover an endless area, and everyone's every move is within her sight.
Down there, there is nothing to hide from.
Nan Linyuan stared at Mingyue Xue, with a solemn look on his sharp face.
Mingyue Xue's soul power has surpassed the fifth level and is completely comparable to the sixth level peak saint. This talent is incredible. If she breaks through to the sixth level, her strength will probably reach the seventh level. At that time
Then you can compete with him.
"It seems that back then you practiced a powerful secret technique that could bring the dead back to life and enhance the power of the soul." Nan Linyuan looked at Mingyue Xue and said coldly.
However, Ming Yuexue didn't even look at him and directly ignored his words.
"Hmph, do you really think I won't do something to you?" Nan Linyuan snorted coldly, and grabbed his hand forward. Suddenly, a super powerful force was born between heaven and earth, and a huge and boundless palm print condensed and formed on the sky, like a
Like the hand of a god, it releases an incomparably bright divine light that dazzles people's eyes.
Along with a rumbling sound, the hand of the god came down and blasted towards Mingyue Xue's body.
"This..." The expressions of countless people suddenly changed. They felt that the hand of the god was too terrifying, containing the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. If this palm fell, the space would directly turn into nothingness, even if the moon was bright.
Xue is a fifth-level saint, and he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
"Owner!"
"Mother!"
Yun Miao and Shangguan Yulian shouted at the same time. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were extremely worried. They were afraid that Mingyue Xue would be injured. After all, the person who took action was Nanhua Saint King, a seventh-level saint.
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"Is this the end?" Qin Xuan stared at Ming Yuexue's figure, feeling quite uneasy in his heart. He always had a feeling that Ming Yuexue's resurrection was most likely planned before his death, and Yun Sheng was bound to do so.
Also know about this.
In this way, Ming Yuexue should have a backup plan, otherwise she would not be able to compete with the Holy Lord of Nanhua, and the result would still be the same as before.
The attack of the seventh-level saint was so powerful. In just a moment, the hand of the god directly penetrated the distance of space, and countless falling snow was directly annihilated into nothingness, as if it had never existed.
Just when the hand of God was about to fall on Mingyue Xue's body, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in the void beside her without any warning.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky above. Suddenly, a virtual moon appeared in the sky, and rounds of silver light bloomed above the virtual moon, like moonlight, shrouding the hand of the god in it.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Streams of extremely terrifying aura erupted from the hands of the gods, trying to destroy everything and tear the moon apart directly. However, the moon seemed to be endless, constantly weakening the power contained in the hands of the gods, and the hands of the gods got rid of the moon.
When it is restrained, its own strength is also exhausted, and it has no power.
"who is he?"
The eyes of countless people in the space suddenly froze there, looking straight at the illusory figure beside Ming Yuexue, and their breathing seemed to have stopped. He actually blocked the attack of the Holy Lord Nanhua.
Moreover, he is just a phantom, not the real person, so how terrifying must his strength be?
Nan Linyuan's expression suddenly shook, and his eyes penetrated the space to look at the shadow. However, the shadow was extremely blurry and his face could not be seen clearly, so he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Nan Linyuan is a seventh-level saint. Except for some old monsters in the four realms, he can almost be said to be the invincible hand in Shura Hell. His tone is naturally extremely arrogant and domineering, and he does not take other people seriously. Even if he blocked his attack,
It doesn't mean anything.
The eyes of other people present also looked at that figure, their hearts trembling, guessing the identity of that person?
This person dares to confront the Holy Lord Nanhua in public, so he must be a top-level figure, right?
The figure glanced at the Holy Lord of Nanhua, then moved away, looking at Ming Yuexue beside him. He stretched out his palm toward her, took her jade hand, and said softly: "I'm late."
"Thousands of years of waiting have not been in vain." Ming Yuexue said softly to the figure in front of her. At this moment, she seemed to be no longer an ice and snow queen, but a soft woman. She gave people a very gentle feeling, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart.
The meaning of pity.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Nan Linyuan looked stunned for a moment, and then a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he thought of an extremely bold possibility.
Could this illusory figure be Shangguan Yi?
But how is this possible? Back then, they worked together to kill Shangguan Yi, not only destroying his body, but also his soul.
Nan Linyuan was determined that the person was not Shangguan Yi, but Ming Yuexue's attitude towards that figure made him speculate. Even Ming Yuexue could be resurrected, why couldn't Shangguan Yi?
At that time, Ming Yuexue was pursued by countless people, but she only fell in love with one person, and that was Shangguan Yi.
"Shangguan Yi?" Nan Linyuan asked the figure, as if testing, even though he thought this possibility was unlikely.
I saw the figure slowly turning his head, looking in the direction of Nan Linyuan, and spitting out an indifferent voice: "You actually still remember me."
As soon as this sound fell, the hearts of countless people trembled violently, as if they had been hit by a heavy object, and all of them had a look of horror on their faces, as if they had seen an extremely terrifying scene.
Is this illusory figure in the void Shangguan Yi?
Shangguan Yulian stared blankly at the illusory figure beside Mingyue Xue with her beautiful eyes, feeling equally incredible that that person was her father?
"Sheng Yi, is he alive too?" At this moment, Qin Xuan, Song Yue and others were horrified. Everything in front of them felt unreal. Mingyue Xue and Sheng Yi were both people who fell a thousand years ago. Now, they are actually
Both are resurrected, this is simply incredible!
"It's outrageous..." Gongsun Ji's mouth twitched. Can a dead person really be resurrected?
Duan Chengtian was speechless. Even though he had read the ancient books of his clan and heard many horrifying things, he could not give a reasonable explanation for the scene that happened in front of him.
I saw Shangguan Yi's figure gradually solidifying, and his blurry face became clear. He looked about thirty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was outstanding, and the outline of his face revealed a free and uninhibited spirit.
, very charming as a mature man.
"Sheng Yi is so handsome!" Many people couldn't help but praise. Even some men, when they saw the appearance of Sheng Yi, felt a sense of shame in their hearts. In front of the other party, they were too far behind.
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"Shangguan Yi!"
A cold voice came from Nan Linyuan's mouth. His face was extremely gloomy, and his whole body was filled with a terrifying chill. It was obvious that the anger in his heart had reached its extreme!