The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

The two of them were in a mess.

Wen Qingning walked into the courtyard and saw Wen Yuning, who was covered in wounds, and frowned: "What's going on?"

Wen Yuning saw that the person who came was her sister, and instead of responding directly, she asked: "Why are you here?"

"My mother asked me to take you back, you'd better think about how to explain."

Wen Qingning said lightly.

"Explain?"

Wen Yuning chuckled, and her already pale face became even more pale.

"I don't need to explain to anyone, so let's go back."

Wen Yuning knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she simply faced it calmly.

Wen Qingning's expression changed slightly, and she felt that her sister seemed to have changed a little.

"You haven't told me what's going on. Is Zhao Hongye's death related to you?" Wen Qingning continued to ask. "My dear sister, are you questioning me?" Wen Yuning raised her eyes and looked over. "No, I just want to know what's going on so that I can explain it to mother." Wen Qingning's cold eyes fluctuated a little. Mother, mother. Her sister, who had been close to her since childhood, was completely controlled. Wen Yuning laughed bitterly in her heart. "Sister, don't you know those two people?" Wen Yuning didn't answer directly, but asked with a hint of expectation in her eyes. She hoped that her sister could still remember the person who saved them in front of the dilapidated temple. Wen Qingning frowned slightly: "What does this mean? Should I know them?" Hearing this, Wen Yuning's face showed disappointment. "Let's go." Wen Yuning said calmly. Wen Qingning saw this micro-expression and was even more confused, but she had to follow him when she saw that Wen Yuning had no intention of saying anything more.

At this moment, Jiang Qianqiu was no longer outside, and Wen Yuning smiled helplessly.

After hearing what Jiang Qianqiu said about leaving here within an hour, Wen Yuning did not stop and took the magic weapon to leave here.

Neither of the two sisters on the magic weapon spoke, and Wen Qingning had been thinking about the man and woman she had seen.

She seemed to know each other before, and there was a faint sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember it.

The more she wanted to figure it out, the more irritated Wen Qingning became, and even the Supreme Forgetting Love Record she was practicing showed a slight fluctuation.

Wen Qingning was startled and stopped immediately.

Rumble.

Not far from the Tianwu Dynasty, thunder exploded in the sky.

Countless black lightning bolts as thick as buckets rushed to fall from the dark clouds in the sky. This terrifying scene was like a natural disaster.

Wen Qingning looked back in shock, and it was difficult to describe the scene in her heart.

Wen Qingning saw clearly that the rows of houses on both sides of the street were instantly smashed into pieces by the black lightning.

Those panicked residents turned into black ashes without even a scream.

The once prosperous and solemn palace was also reduced to ruins under the black lightning.

Blazing flames filled the ruins, and billowing black smoke rushed into the sky.

The entire imperial capital city turned into a doomsday disaster in less than an incense stick.

Is she massacring the city?

Why do this?

Who is this person?

Wen Qingning was deeply shocked by Jiang Qianqiu's brutal and violent means.

The thinking that had just stopped was once again remembered. Could this terrifying demonic villain be someone she knew before?

Wen Qingning only felt the pressure on her from Fairy Xiayue.

Both of them are different. Fairy Xiayue is like a fairy who is not stained by the dust and fire. Her cold temperament makes people look far away.

Jiang Qianqiu gave Wen Qingning a more shocking feeling, just like a demon god who walked out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Wen Yuning just took a slight look and closed her eyes to rest. She had nothing to miss since she had lost her home.

The same idea was exactly the same as Jiang Qianqiu.

Jiang Qianqiu did not have a clear distinction between good and evil in her heart. She only knew that she could increase her cultivation through killing and take revenge on the Netherworld Sect and the Water Moon Palace as soon as possible.

The huge imperial capital could not hold out for long under the bombardment of black thunder. In a short while, Jiang Qianqiu could no longer feel a trace of life from it.

Jiang Qianqiu's power was also sublimated, and the bottleneck of cultivation was loosened and broken at this moment.

In an instant, countless black lightning flashes bloomed from the inside to the outside on Jiang Qianqiu's body.

The blooming black light was centered on Jiang Qianqiu standing in the sky, and spread madly to the distance.

The strange vision opened up in the sky, and the dark clouds covered the sky, like a ferocious black dragon bowing its head.

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For a moment, the endless darkness of the night covered the sky and the earth.

Even the sun hanging high in the sky was rendered dark.

The overwhelming momentum emerged coldly on Jiang Qianqiu, and his dark eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

This vision full of destructive breath instantly attracted the attention of many monks.

Many powerful monks felt palpitations and uneasiness in their hearts.

Even the old monsters sleeping in the restricted area were awakened, and they spent their original power to deduce for the first time.

The result was shocking.

In the near future, the whole world will be shrouded in dead silence and ominous darkness, and all creatures will surrender to the vague black shadow.

Immediately, these old monsters hurriedly contacted their peers and descendants, and launched all their efforts to find the source of this ominous omen.

In the result of the calculation, the date is getting closer and closer.

At the same time, in the Ji family holy land in the world of immortal cultivation, a handsome young man in a white robe rushed to the family meeting room in a hurry.

"Dad! It's not good, it's not good."

The young man panted.

"What are you so flustered about? Speak slowly without respect."

A majestic middle-aged man frowned and scolded.

"Dad! The ancestor's grave has been moved. No, it's the ancestor who sent a message." The young man said without hesitation.

"What? The ancestor sent a message." The middle-aged man's face suddenly became flustered when he heard it.

The same thing happened in the strongest sword sanctuary, Taixuanmen.

"Master, it's not good, the ancestor has woken up."

The other major sects with old monsters were all in such a mess.

These ancestors usually fall into a deep sleep, and they will not easily show up unless the sect is on the verge of death.

.......

......

Di Jing, who was lying on the ground, trembling.

Trembling at the sudden change, she was extremely shocked.

Are you still a human?

You are already in the Fusion Stage?

I have been practicing for so many years and am still in the Spiritualization Stage.

Your cultivation speed is faster than drinking water, you are really a monster that is more annoying than a human.

Di Jing suddenly wondered why he was practicing so hard.

It was too hard on the dog, no, it was too hard on the tiger.

The two girls of the Wen family had already returned to the Water Moon Palace.

To Wen Yuning's surprise, Fairy Xiayue did not intend to see her but was delayed by something.

But she still sent someone to imprison her in the Chegu Xuandong.

The Chegu Xuandong is located behind the Water Moon Palace, where disciples who have made serious mistakes are usually imprisoned.

There is a cold wind blowing here all year round, and the cultivators who are imprisoned will have their cultivation sealed. If they do not have a strong physique, it is difficult to withstand the bone-chilling cold of the wind.

Wen Yuning did not resist at all, and let these disciples lock her up here with special chains, but they did not seal her cultivation.

Wen Yuning chuckled, it seemed that Fairy Xiayue was afraid that she could not bear the strong wind to shatter her body.

There was a hint of reluctance in Wen Qingning's emotionless eyes, but she still did not choose to step forward to stop it.