Chapter 551 Xiao Jiuer’s new life

The sky is hundreds of miles away from the outside of the valley.

"I...I can't hold it anymore..."

boom!

A light came on.

The auspicious sky begins to gather the seven souls again!

In less than an hour, she had broken through twice in a row and reached the fifth-level Martial King level.

And now, she is breaking through for the third time!

Even with the Heaven Swallowing Magic Technique taught by Han Yang, she swallowed too many soul fragments this time!

She swallowed the soul fragments of hundreds of Martial Kings!

Originally, she wanted to give up a long time ago.

The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Technique is indeed mysterious, but forcibly devouring other people's souls will actually cause great pain.

After two breakthroughs accumulated, her soul seemed to be torn apart.

But Xiao Jiuer never gave up, frantically absorbing the corpse energy of those martial kings like a whale swallowing water.

Coupled with the huge corpse of the evil Buddha, in less than an hour, Xiao Jiuer has become a sixth-order heavenly corpse!

In this case, how dare Ji Xiangtian give up.

If she gives up promotion and stops at the fifth-level Martial King realm, she will be lower than Xiao Jiuer in the future.

She didn't want to be abandoned by Han Yang.

"I am the auspicious heaven! I am the way of all heavens! I am the witch beside the devil! I am omnipotent! Swallow me!"

Ji Xiangtian's eyes flashed with madness.

Soul fragments gathered around her like streams of light.

Not far from her.

Xiao Jiuer's originally closed eyes suddenly opened.

There was a hint of black in the golden pupils.

"His Majesty……"

After reaching the sixth level of Heavenly Corpse, her memory began to revive.

A man wearing a dragon robe appeared in her memory.

It was a portrait hanging on the wall.

An old eunuch was instilling in her the idea of loyalty and loyalty to His Majesty with a solemn expression.

How could Xiao Jiuer, who was only eight or nine years old, understand this?

She naughtily communicated with her classmates of the same age in class, discussing what they would eat for lunch.

Loyalty class in the morning.

Afternoon martial arts class.

Etiquette class in the evening.

Although she is very busy and worried about dozens of peers, she is always happy.

Just when she thought such happy days would last forever, her life was interrupted without warning.

An old man in purple robes took her and another little boy to a palace... She thought it was a palace at the time.

Later I found out that there was a mausoleum.

And the two of them will be buried with the weapons of the last emperor of the Han Dynasty as burial objects!

She was imprisoned in front of the throne in the mausoleum using martial arts, holding the knife called Xiao Jiuer in her hand, and she knelt down for who knows how many years.

She even remembered her fear before death.

She and her companion, the little boy, were obviously frightened and frightened, but they had humble and respectful smiles on their faces, as if frozen on their faces.

The two of them were afraid for seven days and seven nights before finally dying.

The little boy died first.

She lived alone for two more days and two nights before dying in despair and loneliness.

"Ahhhh..."

Xiao Jiuer looked up to the sky and howled in pain.

This wailing seemed to have traveled through time and space, from countless years ago to the present.

Two lines of tears flowed down from her eyes.

She knows!

Originally, the belief that she must be loyal to someone was forcefully instilled in her.

The person she was taught and bewitched to be loyal to was the person who killed her.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Xiao Jiuer's crying changed from anger and despair to sadness.

She realized she was a joke.

During his lifetime, he was used as a burial object and knelt before the demon for tens of thousands of years, even more than a hundred thousand years.

After death, he still remained loyal to that devil and protected that devil's tomb.

Her life was meaningless.

For a moment, Xiao Jiuer, who had just awakened his memory, thought of death.

But at this moment, another warm figure appeared in her memory.

"Want to eat candied haws?"

"Don't like it? What about that person?"

"Where's the cooking cake?"

"You're seven or eight years old. You shouldn't play with rattles anymore, right?"

That man clumsily wanted to please her and awaken her memory.

Time and time again, that man protected her.

He even found a way to raise a corpse for her, and tried every means to elevate her to the realm of heavenly corpse.

That man was like a ray of sunshine, dispelling the darkness in Xiao Jiuer's heart.

Let her cold heart become warm.

She could finally remember that person's name.

"Han Yang..."

Xiao Jiuer gently called the man's name.

Her previous life was miserable, but after her death, she seemed to have met someone who cared about her and protected her.

It was that man who became furious when he saw her injured and challenged King Wu brazenly.

It was also that man who slaughtered her enemies when he saw her being bullied.

"He is mine, you can't bully him!"

That man said so!

The corners of Xiao Jiuer's mouth curled up.

One hundred thousand years after her death, she finally showed her first smile.

boom!

Countless corpse energy poured into her body like a tide.

She wants to break through.

She was going to help that man!

She wants to protect Han Yang!

"This crazy woman..."

Ji Xiangtian had just broken through to the sixth level of Martial King. He thought he could take a breather, but he saw Xiao Jiuer making a breakthrough again.

She could only grit her teeth and continue to swallow the soul fragments.

…

In the valley.

A stick of incense has passed.

The Nanzang Valley King Wu's coalition forces mentioned in Zhang Wuyou's intelligence did not come.

And the mission of Lu Yaowang and others to crack the fragments of the God List has not been completed.

Without enough luck, Han Yang had to stop condensing the Heavenly Soul.

"Your time is up!"

Han Yang came to King Lu Yao.

"No, no, no... give me a little more time! One stick of incense! No, half a stick of incense! If you give me half a stick of incense, I will definitely be able to do it!"

King Lu Yao's eyes were scarlet and his face was distorted.

He was no longer dismantling the fragments of the divine list for Han Yang, but was obsessed with deciphering the miracle himself.

The desire to dismantle the artifact has transcended life and death.

Zheng!

All directions will be destroyed.

The movements of the surrounding Martial Kings all stagnated.

"I gave you the opportunity, but you failed to live up to it."

Han Yang didn't know how to refine weapons himself, so he had the advanced concept of weapon refining in the God Realm, but he couldn't decipher the fragments of the God List by himself.

Lu Yaowang and others disappointed him.

"Wait...I cracked part of it!"

A Martial King suddenly spoke.

He is a Martial King from Zhujian Villa.

Zhujian Villa is famous throughout the world for its weapon refining. Half of the more than ten masters of weapon refining come from Zhujian Villa.

Almost as soon as the King of Martial Arts finished speaking, a crisp click sounded in everyone's ears.

A golden light rose into the sky.

"No……"

The Martial King roared in despair, and his body began to melt in the golden light.

"Crush it for me!"

Han Yang squeezed his palm hard.

boom!