"Fuxi also knows about this?" Feng Xue frowned and Lianhua grinned:

"He probably just saw the details of your abnormal reincarnation world and your premature death in life?"

"This is a death-death for generations..." Feng Xue was embarrassed to say that it was his dice pot after all. She shook her head and did not study the topic in depth, but continued to ask:

"Then he dares to put the pool of merit on me?"

"Is there any difference?" Lianhua raised his eyes slightly, revealing a disdainful expression. "When Emperor Xin was reincarnated, the human race had decided to develop in the direction of Qi training. The incense system will be handed over to the heavenly court to operate, and the human virtues retreated from the position of "money". It can be said that at that time, as long as the Western religion is not allowed to be taken away, it will be fine for anyone, let alone the heavenly way itself has a merit system, so naturally there will be no idea about the merit pool."

"That's right." Feng Xue nodded, but her heart became heavier and heavier.

In this way, I am Pangu’s biggest trump card for resurrection?

Seeing Feng Xue's expression, Lianhua suddenly laughed happily.

"What's so funny?" Feng Xue frowned, but Lianhua said while smiling:

"What are you laughing at? You have been soaking in the way of heaven for thousands of years. Your soul has been soaked in Pangu's consciousness, holding its 'god'."

As he said that, he pointed at Zen Yi again—

"Under the guidance of the hell girl, this girl rolled up a tide of vows. The souls in the underworld wailed for thousands of years and passed through her body. Although the creation "Gonggong" on the surface was defeated by you, the most essential thing remained on her body, that is, Pangu's "qi."

Then, Lianhua's smile stopped and pointed her hand at herself-

"And as the last ancestor witch, my body was beaten into two million pieces and I kept walking in the world. While serving as Pangu's external thinking circuit, I accumulate strength. It is Pangu's body, that is, the 'element'."

"Now, Pangu's energy and spirit are all gathered in this room, what do you think I'm laughing at?"

"Bolu..."

Just when Feng Xue's scalp was numb, the sound of dice that he least wanted to hear rang out at this moment-

[Insight: 8569,9769 (failed)] (Oh, I'll go!)

[Due to the influence of the way of blessing, you are not punished for failure.]

"Fuck!" Feng Xue grinned and said directly:

"Blessings are judged!"

"Bolu..."

【Blessings: 4585,3985 (success)】

...

Although you have succeeded in blessing, nothing happened, just as if nothing exists, only deathly silence.

Because it was lucky to pass, it was normal not to have that kind of flash of inspiration, but even the golden finger did not give a text to describe this matter, which made Feng Xue feel so shocked.

Does this mean that no matter how lucky you are, there will be no turning point in this matter?

When Feng Xue's head was hit, the blood in his sword box began to shake wildly, and several cracks faintly emerged from the glass-colored translucent sword box, merit, spiritual power, sword intent, and the Shangqing thought were all colliding rapidly.

Even Feng Xue actually heard the sound of metal shattering.

This was obviously the voice that the sword-caster feared the most, but at this moment, Feng Xue seemed to have realized something.

Or, he realized something-

This is likely to be the last chance that luck gives him!

"The rules of life, the rules of gravity, give life and bring death. Haha, is this fate?" Four rules auras appeared on Feng Xue's body, and a flawless golden elixir appeared from his body. The Zhuxian Formation Diagram was spread out by him, and a dazzling golden light slowly emerged from his body.

"It's true that it has begun to change." Lianhua looked at the golden light that had begun to transform from human merit to heaven, and a solemn expression appeared on her face, but Feng Xue showed a free and easy smile.

As the sound of the sword box shattering became clearer and crisper, he threw his golden elixir in.

The golden elixir is the "planet" of the monk. It is the place where the soul and will are located, and it is the place where a body of magic power is placed.

But the assassin threw this life-threatening thing into the sword pool that accommodates countless sharp sword intents without any protection.

"Are you crazy?!" Lingyi heard a crisp sound. It was not the sound of metal shattering before, but the sound of the Hongzhong Dalu, which seemed to hit the bronze bell with force.

There is no doubt that Feng Xue's golden elixir was cut!

Even if she is a novice, she understands that this is almost no different from suicide!

"Puff!" Feng Xue squirted out a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on his face. A determined aura rose on his body. Four separate rules and forces danced around him, and gradually, it seemed to condense into the form of a "sword".

"Zhu Xian Sword Formation?" Lianhua, who was knowledgeable, frowned, and then shook her head and said:

"Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation is not bound to the Four Saints, you have not Zhujiu Shenjue's Four Swords, and the rules you master are not in line with the Zhuxian Sword Formation..."

"I'm just saving my life." Feng Xue spitted out a mouthful of blood again, and the sound in the sword box became more and more harsh. "I don't have any extra experience to maintain the rules now. Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation is not matched, as long as the four rules can be operated, it's enough to hold back this breath!"

Along with his words, the rules of life and death are constantly being worn alternately on him. The young body experiences the transformation of life and death in an instant, and the rules of life are like a life-saving straw, tied up the last fire in the body.

The power between heaven and earth seemed to be restless for his behavior, and a solemn pressure instantly crushed the entire A Zi Hotel.

Zero Yi lay on the ground almost instantly, and Lianhua, who had almost no physical body, could only barely maintain her standing posture.

However, Feng Xue, who was the center of pressure, stood there with a sneer under the support of the gravitational rule that was the same as the heavy pressure. Only the sound of bells and drums sounded in her ears were even more crisp.

"Click!"

It was broken, I don’t know if it was the golden elixir or the sword. In short, something was broken at this moment. Feng Xue was already as beautiful as gold paper at this time, but his smile became more and more arrogant.

Crack, Crack...

A series of crisp sounds sounded in the sword box, and cracks spread upwards along the bottom of the sword box.

Widths of blood oozed out of the cracks, and under the bombardment of sword intent, the exquisite sword box was finally overwhelmed and exploded.

Fragments.

Countless fragments were confined in the small area built by Feng Xue with the Zhuxian Formation. A ball of pale flames and a golden pool of merit were already ignited by Feng Xue with his will.
Chapter completed!