Nine Heavens

"I think it should be like this. First of all, they should be the ancestors of the immortals, gods, gods and witches of the Immortal Realm of Anti-Ming Immortals, and the latter are our ancestors."

Song Zhen's five-color eyes stared at the pitch-black divine stone floating in Liu Qianlang's palm, and nodded in agreement.

"Hehe, I dare to ask Shi Zu, where did you originate from, and why are you covered with cold and dark evil spirit?"

The pitch-black stone was only the size of Liu Qianlang's palm, and it floated above Liu Qianlang's palm, but the cold and evil energy emanating from it made even Liu Qianlang feel extremely oppressed and tormented.

Obviously, it and its companions are the source of all evil in the Wuji Yinverse Anti-Ming Immortal Realm. Liu Qianlang endured the discomfort, kept his expression calm, and asked with a smile.

"Hmph! Who do you think you are? First, you gave birth to some evil spirits from the infinite universe, and then the evil spirits turned into bright spirits. You want to destroy the infinite realm, but there is no way!

Just stop thinking about it, our Wuji Yuanming will not let you succeed, just wait! "

Hearing Liu Qianlang's words, the pitch-black stone suddenly fell into Liu Qianlang's palm, and when it bounced up again, it turned into a cloud of black smoke in front of Liu Qianlang's eyes, and then disappeared.

"ah--"

However, the palm of Liu Qianlang's palm was actually ignited with a pitch-black evil fire because of the falling of the pitch-black stone.

"Third brother!?"

Seeing this, the gods couldn't help being horrified. Song Zhen yelled, and instantly shook his sword and splashed the rainbow, trying to use the cold light and cold waves of the Star Sword to annihilate the black evil fire on Liu Qianlang's palm.

However, when the powerful star sword Hong Guangtao shot into the pitch-black evil fire, Hong Tao was immediately swallowed by the pitch-black evil fire. Song Zhen tried his best, but it was useless.

Qixiang Zhoujun Liujuan, Sirius Zhoujun Cheng Yuanfang, Yangshen Yanghuang Ouyang Langlong, Moon Mengyue Hou Cheng Shifeng, the Emperor Seeking Darkness saw that the situation was not good, and they also showed their supernatural powers one after another. Restrain the dark evil fire.

For a moment, Liu Juan activated the Nine Dragon Fireworks Jade Seal, bright and thick red rainbow, flames burst out.

Sirius Zhoujun Cheng Yuanyuan, the eyes of the chaotic gods gushed out, billowing and powerful bright pupils.

The Yang Emperor Ouyang Langlong urges the red sun, the moon sprouts and the queen Cheng Shifeng urges the blue moon in front of him, the dark-seeking emperor urges the gods to move the dark energy plate, together with Song Zhen the five bright rainbows press down on Liu Qianlang and burn the pitch black The evil fire's left hand.

The pitch-black evil fire was suppressed in this way, but the pitch-black flames had shrunk a little, and still maintained the aura of burning and rising.

"Hey! Cut it..."

The jet-black stones that had disappeared, existed in an inexplicable position around them, making a strange sound like the sound of returning, laughing.

"ah--"

"Po Shitou, you dare to bully my father, see if I don't punish you to death!"

Little Lian'er saw her father Langyuan Renzu suddenly suffer from the pain of burning palms, and Aunt Zhou Wu secretly played together, but she still couldn't let her father escape the pain.

Little Lian'er couldn't help feeling distressed and angry, and then instinctively urged the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus, recklessly swung the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus and the Nine-Colored Bright Divine Rainbow towards her father's hand wrapped in pitch-black flames.

With the scream of Little Lian'er, it's strange to say that when the Nine Colors Divine Lotus Lightning Divine Rainbow swept to Liu Qianlang's palm, the raging black evil fire on it suddenly faded, and then disappeared.

The gods saw that Liu Qianlang was burnt to the point where only the palm of the King Kong god bone was left. In an instant, the flesh and blood grew back, and even the burnt sleeves were restored.

"Nine-colored lotus! Little lotus!?"

Liu Juan and the others were surprised and delighted to see the scene where little Lian'er suddenly stepped on silk to save her father. Not only was he gratified that little Lian'er was desperate to save his father when he was in danger, but he also lamented once again the magic of the Nine Colors God Lotus.

"Wow..."

"If I don't play with you, I'll be scalded to death, the holy lotus is too scary!

Three universes are cold, four universes are pendant, and five universes are traveling! Let's hurry back to the Promise Yuanjie.

It turns out that the sacred lotus of the ancient Wuji Yuanjie that disappeared in the ancient Wuji Yuanjie is actually in the hands of that Guangming girl! We finally found it.

She didn't need to be so loud, she dared to suppress my dead soul to turn off the fire. Let's go back to practice Wuji cold poison. If it's hot, we'll come to the cold one. Isn't it the holy lotus? We just tore it off later. "

After the little Lian'er used the Nine-Colored God Lotus to easily save Liu Qianlang, the pitch-black stone burst into tears and mumbled for a while before becoming silent.

"Thank you, little Lian'er, you saved Daddy again!"

Liu Qianlang suddenly recovered after a period of pain and suffering, which made him deeply feel the importance of being free and healthy. He couldn't help but be filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Hee hee! Daddy, you don't have to thank me. I didn't know Nine Colors God Lotus could save Daddy. Just now, little Lian'er wanted to throw herself into Daddy's arms and cry."

What Little Lian'er said was right, her barking eyes were still wet with tears. However, at this moment, little Lian'er burst into tears and threw herself into her father's arms, telling the truth.

"Hehe, no matter what, Lian'er is Daddy's good daughter. Tell Daddy, since when did you cultivate this Nine-Colored Divine Lotus, and you cultivated Yin-Yang Wuji Harmony and Divine Power?"

Liu Qianlang asked with a smile after hearing her daughter's explanation.

"Daddy, it's not like you don't know me. I haven't cultivated before. The Nine-color God Lotus evolved on its own. I didn't know it would do this."

Little Lian'er supported her father Liu Qianlang's shoulders, and lay on her back in front of Liu Qianlang, with her eyes wandering, she said to herself in a daze.

"Oh! That's right. Could it be that the most primitive birthplace of the nine-color lotus is also in the Wuji Yuanjie?"

Liu Qianlang thought for a moment, then sighed slightly.

"Third brother, are you okay?"

All the gods were terrified by the black fire burning in Liu Qianlang's left palm just now, and they are still in fear at this moment. After Song Zhen interrogated him like this, he asked Liu Qianlang with concern.

"Thanks to little Lian'er, the Ancestor of the Waves Yuan has reached the terrifying stage of soul-burning just now, if it wasn't for little Lian'er who turned my soul right in time, I would have been killed by Wuji Yuanming Shi Xie Neng Swallowed!"

While Liu Qianlang was speaking, he once again looked at his beloved daughter, Xiao Lian'er, who was lazily in his arms with great satisfaction and gratitude.

"Ha ha……"

"Little Lian'er is the lucky star of our Langyuan Shenmen. Just after Fengmei finished speaking, you see, her words have come true again. Fengmei speaks better than me in divination. Admiration, admiration!"

Song Zhen felt Liu Qianlang's expression repeatedly, and found that Liu Qianlang was indeed fine, so he couldn't help laughing heartily.

"hehe……"

"Giggle..."

The other gods also rejoiced for Liu Qianlang, and were very happy for Little Lian'er's happiness, and they all laughed happily.

"Brother Zhen, what I said is the truth, didn't our little Lian'er bring us a lot of good fortune before.

Brother Qianlang was in danger today, and it happened that little Lian'er was there. This was her luck, and it was also the good fortune of Brother Qianlang, and the blessing of our whole Langyuan Xianmen. "

When Cheng Shifeng heard Song Zhen's words, he was very grateful, but he still said it modestly.