And just as Old Man Tianji was vomiting blood——

"Boom!"

"Whoosh!"

The sky suddenly shook at this moment, as if it was angered by the previous actions.

Large ink clouds began to gather, thick black covered the entire top of Tianji City, and the vision suddenly fell into darkness!

Thunders fell from above one by one and hit the ground, sparks sparking all over the place and shooting out in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the Tianji Tower disciples panicked.

"What's going on?"

"She is indeed a witch, and she has angered Heaven!"

A strong wind came from nowhere and whipped up the ground with such force that it knocked someone upside down.

The disciples had to hold hands and gather their spiritual power to stabilize their bodies.

"Ancestor! Think of a way!" The leader of the right guardian shouted, "Only you can stop the sky."

Sue!

The second after these words were spoken, a bolt of silver lightning fell down and struck directly on the right protector.

The right protector lost his balance, his vision went dark, and he fainted instantly.

Before he fainted, he remembered how rebellious his words were.

God, that's unstoppable!

Old Man Tianji's face instantly turned gray, his silver whiskers were trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

He finally understood why Heaven would accept this resurrected witch so quickly, and why it would send blessings to protect her when he took action!

Because there is something in this woman that even Heaven is afraid of.

"Hong, Hong..." Old Man Tianji stared at the light on the purple-clothed woman with wide eyes, his face showed extreme horror, and finally a hoarse four words came out of his throat, "Hongmeng Luck!"

Hongmeng...

At the beginning of chaos, there is vitality growing, which is called Hongmeng.

Hongmeng is the original era!

The things left over from that era should have disappeared long ago. How could there be Hongmeng Luck?

Old Man Tianji didn't want to believe it, but he had to believe it, because the moment he was beaten out by the power of heaven, this word came to his mind.

Everyone has corresponding luck, but most of them are nameless.

The luck of saints and kings is all passed down from their ancestors.

These fortunes have names, such as true dragon fortune and true phoenix fortune.

But Hongmeng's luck... is not comparable to these. This is the power of luck that makes Tiandu give in!

But no one knows what the mysterious power of Hongmeng's luck is.

After all, it shouldn’t exist at all!

But now, it appears, and it appears on a woman.

Old Man Tianji was completely speechless now. He took a few steps back and then fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the woman in purple on the altar, with a wry smile on his face.

He, he actually... almost killed the host of Hongmeng Luck!

No wonder Heaven would be angry and punish him.

In the eyes of Heaven, even Huaxu cannot compare to the owner of Hongmeng Luck!

It's almost over.

Old Man Tianji closed his eyes in pain, and his old body kept shaking.

It is very possible that because of his one thought, the foundation of the Tianji Tower was destroyed.

what to do……

**

Jun Muqian didn't know what was happening in the outside world at this moment. To be precise, she was a little confused now.

Because the moment she was about to enter Taixiao, she suddenly felt another powerful force bursting out from her body.

The force rushed straight up along her Tianling Cap, and her body suddenly broke apart.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the galaxy above shook, and then shattered with a "bang".

Next, the light falling from the sky covered her.

The light was warm and soft, like a hug, making her feel at ease.

And the wounds on her body began to heal slowly under the cover of this light beam.

When the blood stains completely disappeared, Jun Muxian propped herself up on the ground and sat up cross-legged.

For some unknown reason, the spiritual power in her body suddenly rioted and began to flow crazily from her Dantian into her meridians.

If she couldn't calm down this violent spiritual power, she would definitely explode and die.

Jun Muqian simply closed his hearing and vision, calmed down, and began to regulate his breathing.

She allocated part of her mental power to guide the scattered spiritual power in a fixed direction.

As he exhales and inhales from his Dantian, his spiritual power begins to circulate, one week after another.

Soon, she entered a state of trance.

The breath began to rise slowly, and the cultivation level also improved accordingly.

On the woman in purple clothes, lines of mist-like light appeared on her body, flowing on the surface of her skin, becoming increasingly crystal clear.

"God, goddess!"

Suddenly, a scream rang out: "Look! Look!"

The Tianji Tower disciples who were still conscious looked in the direction of the altar in unison, and their eyes widened involuntarily.

They actually saw a shadow appearing behind the woman in purple.

Old Man Tianji also looked over and was also shocked.

That phantom was not the previous Paradise Butterfly. When he caught this demon girl, he forcibly cut off the connection between her and her fighting spirit.

Moreover, this phantom is not a butterfly.

If he saw it correctly, it was a human figure!

Old Man Tianji's eyelids twitched and he felt a little difficult to breathe.

Everything that happened today was beyond his expectation.

Who is this owner of Hongmeng Luck...

Everyone watched in shock as the phantom slowly emerged, and then the shadow raised its two arms and surrounded the woman in purple who was sitting there.

The movements are gentle and elegant, and extremely beautiful.

Although this shadow is very illusory and has no color, it is just dark.

But everyone can still tell that this is a woman.

Her long hair was spread out, caressed by the wind.

She was floating there, with a calm posture and divine grace that made people dare not look directly at her.

goddess.

This is a thought that comes to everyone's mind.

**

In the dream, soft calls echoed in my ears.

Like the sound of wind and water, fresh and natural.

"Child, child..."

"Child, open your eyes."

Jun Muzhen's eyelids felt very heavy. Although the voice was close at hand, she could not open her eyes and take a look.

Who is it? Who is calling her?

This voice seems a little familiar, but more of a stranger.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but to no avail.

And that soft voice was still echoing in her ears.
To be continued...