Chapter 342 Two women compete!

The wind suddenly rises, and the yellow leaves float.

On the top of the peak of the sky, the two figures stood opposite each other. The wind rose, the light clothes danced, and the beautiful eyes stared at each other. The eyes were dull and far away, but there was a smell of beacon fire and smoke.

Their eyes are full of endless murder, just like experiencing thousands of generations of reincarnation. After crossing the bridge, drinking Meng Po soup, and crossing the Wangchuan River, they still can't erase their past kindness and hatred.

Their encounter is fate and can't be freed.

The once-flowered girl is gorgeous all over the world, and her face is amazing. Even if the years are quiet and beautiful, the flowers and the moon are full, she will be eclipsed in front of the beautiful face that can make the flowers fade.

She is even known as the first goddess in heaven and earth. There has been no one before, and countless people believe that there will be no future.

But that war not only destroyed many powerful gods and demons, but also made the pale figure of heaven and earth fall to the clouds.

The hundred-flowered woman's blood fell softly on the flower bed condensed by hundreds of flowers. Her last smile seemed to have magical power and became a permanent sound in the hearts of the gods!

The hundred-flowered girl passed away, and the peerless woman who had made countless strong people yearn for longing and was willing to live and die for them finally fell into the world and disappeared forever...

Over the years, millions of time flickered, how could they know that after a long time, another unique flower quietly bloomed, blooming the most beautiful glory.

Colorful ceiling, clouds fall to the mortal world, respect life, compete for the world!

Is it just that she is still the former flower girl...

Is the saint of Qiyue a new life or a continuation of the flower girl?

All this is a mystery now...

The origin of the moon goddess is even more mysterious!

Some people say that she was born from the essence of heaven and earth. She is the favorite of heaven and earth, with ice muscles and jade bones, national beauty, and the most outstanding talent and the most perfect face in the world.

Born with a delicate heart, insight into the world, breaking the divine pupil, ignoring the seal of all laws, her talent is unparalleled and shocking.

Maybe these two women are born to be right...

"I thought the last time we met in Shencheng and the next time we met again, it must have been a long time, but I didn't expect this wilderness to bring me such a big surprise!"

Wan Yuer frowned and smiled slightly and said, "The more people you want to see, the more you can't see, the more people you don't see, but the easier it is to meet. The word fate is really elusive!"

Wan'er smiled, but there was an unconcealed sharpness in her gentle tone.

"Fate is indeed the most strange and wonderful thing in the world!" The saint Qiyue opened her lips gently and said coldly, "It's a blessing to coexist with you for a lifetime!"

Wanhuaer frowned and said, "Do you really think so?"

The two of them have always been hostile and don't like each other. Now listening to each other's words, Wan Yuer suddenly feels awkward and always feels that something is wrong.

This is a kind of feeling in the dark. Wanhua'er is born with seven exquisite hearts, and her premonition has always been very accurate.

"Hmm!" The saint of Qiyue nodded unexpectedly, and then said, "As long as you don't argue with me for what I want, I don't mind shaking hands with you!"

The saint Qiyue's tone is cold, but extremely calm, and it is not difficult to find the sincerity.

"Oh?" Wanhua squinted her eyes, which were more brilliant than the stars in the night sky, and said with a smile, "Then what do you... want?"

"What...what is it that I don't want to argue with you?" Wan��er stared at the eyes of the saint of the moon, and the delicate corners of her lips were gently hooked, with a touch of sarcasm.

The saint Qiyue was silent.

The sky is vast and chaotic, gray and dark, and extremely depressing.

The wind blew, three thousand green silk flew, the clothes flew over, and the long skirt was close to the delicate body, showing a graceful and attractive curve.

There is a kind of beauty called thrilling.

The holy daughter of the moon and Wanhua'er, the peerless double pride and peerless glory, are all the disaster of all the glory in the world.

"Qiyue, you have changed a lot!" Wanhuaer suddenly opened her mouth, with a touch of sadness in her tone, "In the past, you and I were also forced to fight, passive defense, and rarely took the initiative to attack, but today is different. Once you, silent and cold, will never say 'As long as you don't argue with me, I don't mind shaking hands with you'!"

"Today is the first time since you and I met that I have seen you so aggressive!" Wan Yuer stared at the silent saint of the moon and said lightly, "What is it that makes you change?"

The saint of Qiyue was still silent, but the green hand shrank in her sleeve suddenly clenched, and the pale cyan blood vessels on her wrist were clearly visible.

"Don't you dare to say it? I didn't expect you to be such a cowardly woman!" Wan'er smiled, but there was too much sarcasm and disdain in her laughter.

"I just need to return the soul to gather the fruit!" After a long time, the saint Qiyue opened her mouth quietly, and her voice was still cold, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Wan Huan'er's plain hands wrapped around the hair that fell on her ears and played with the smell: "Unfortunately, you want to return the soul fruit, and I want it too?"

"Then let's rely on our own skills!" The saint Qiyue raised her head gently, drew a touch of sharpness in her cold eyes, and said lightly.

"This is the intention!" Wanhua's snow-white bare feet took a slight step and her hair flew. She glanced at the middle of the two peaks, where there was a small blue tree, about three meters high. At the treetops, there was a purple fruit the size of a fist. The purple fruit bloomed with a faint light. It looked like a suction, which made people's soul intoxicated. , can't extricate itself.

This is the fruit of returning souls and gathering gods. For those whose souls dissipate and are half-dead, they have the divine effect of gathering souls and rebirth.

The soul gathers the divine fruit, blooms in 100,000 years, bears fruit in 100,000 years, and matures in 100,000 years. When it matures, the whole body is purple and has the divine effect of absorbing the soul. Once matures, it will never wither.

This is a magic medicine. Even in ancient times, it was rare. No one expected that there would be one in the wild ancestral land. I'm afraid it is the most precious treasure in the wild ancestral land.

It's just that this kind of soul-gathering fruit can not only gather souls to come back to life, but also has a function that I don't know whether it is good or bad.

After eating and gathering the soul fruit, after gathering the soul and coming back to life, everything will start again!

That is to say, the eater is like experiencing a new life, forgetting everything in the past, like a baby, and everything is a piece of white paper.

Everything that used to be, whether glorious or humble, as long as you eat and gather the soul, turn your head into empty.

The saint Qiyue glanced at the soul-gathering fruit and nodded, "Okay!"

"The sword finger of the moon!"

Wanhuaer's snow-white dress fluttered, barefoot stepping on the void, green silk flying, plain hands pointing into swords, two sharp swords, instantly stirred out.

"Hundreds of flowers!"

A touch of brilliance was drawn in the beautiful eyes of the beautiful moon saint, her hands were imprinted with lightning, and flowers emerged from the void, floating on the side of the moon saint, guarding her, and the sword spirit came. The moon saint waved her hand gently, and the brilliant flowers gathered in front of her in an instant, forming a brilliant flower screen, sharp sword The gas is exhausted.

"Hmm!"

Wan Hu'er snorted coldly, and her momentum suddenly soared. Her right hand was pushed out with a palm, and the evil light was wrapped around. Her left hand was instantly clenched, turned her palm into a fist, and flashed out towards the abdomen of the saint of Qiyue!

Two purposes!

Wanhua'er was born with seven exquisite hearts. Everything is insightful and divided into two purposes. This kind of magic skill, which is difficult for others to enter the sky, is as easy for her.

The saint of the moon wandered through the void, her figure flashed, and the flowers gathered all over the sky. She sketched the empty space with her bare hands. Although the attack was rapid, the defense of the saint of the moon was also impenetrable. For a moment, the two of them came and went and fought fiercely.

"Yuan'er is the only woman among the three evil kings. Her cultivation is far more than that of the young generation. She must have already broken through the realm of the king. Now looking at her action, she is shocked and really extraordinary!"

"It is said that the saint of Qiyue is the reincarnation of the ancient goddess. She has unparalleled popularity in today's world, and her face and temperament are the first in the world!"

"Two women are outstanding people in the world. I don't know who is better?"

"They are the real proud daughters of heaven, the darlings of heaven!"

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The two women fought fiercely, with flowers and excitement. The eyes of the people watching the battle below were burning and whispering.

When the two women were fighting fiercely, a blue shirt figure floated to...