Chapter 133 The night sky is like a dream

The departing demon warrior did not find that in the place where Bai Weixuan disappeared, an ordinary sand was lying there quietly, just like all the sand around it.

In the cuppet space, Bai Weixuan's consciousness wandered out, as if it could disperse at any time. Her back was burned with a thick layer of black blood by magic, and the powerful body of the god was quickly repairing this terrible injury deep to the spine.

At the moment she was hit out of the void, the black magic ball directly hit her back, dispelled the pure yang fire around her body and invaded her flesh and blood.

The magic spirit of the second-level demon warrior is different from those low-level monsters. With Bai Weixuan's current strength, she can't ignore it at all. Even, she can't * directly resist the full blow of the demon warrior. What's more, now she is caught off guard and hit in the back, and the damage she has suffered can be imagined.

Fortunately, with the restoration of the body of the god and the suppression of the fire of pure yang, Bai Weixuan's injury was not fatal. However, after such a terrorist attack, she completely lost consciousness when she tried her best to enter the cup space.

The speed of the second-level demon warrior is too horrible. It is completely at the same level as Bai Weixuan. Even if her understanding of the wind is high, she can't make up for the gap between the equal levels. In the Yuanying period, she couldn't even use some powerful skills in front of the second-level demon warrior.

One day, two days... Twenty days later, Bai Weixuan's injury gradually recovered under the strong repair ability of the body of the god, and her soul and divine consciousness were not weakened by her subdued soul beads, but became stronger.

Today, Bai Weixuan's divine consciousness has far exceeded the beginning, reaching the early stage of the transformation of the gods. A strange aperture appears in the colorful glazed heart of the sky, adding a mystery.

After 20 days of rest and recuperation, Bai Weixuan is in an unprecedented state. Fighting with such a powerful demon warrior for the first time also made her feel the horror of the demon clan from the bottom of her heart.

This is just a demon warrior, and there are also demon kings and demon kings. I really don't know how strong the original demon king will be. In the face of such a horrible existence, can their group of practitioners who have not become strong really fight against it?

In the demon clan, the number of demon warriors is not large, and even first-class demon warriors are common. If they enter the world and practice evil skills with human blood, their strength will soar rapidly. At that time, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to save this world without reincarnation!

Bai Weixuan sighed. She really didn't feel that she could do such a great thing to save the world. What's more, her strength was too weak to be thrown into the demon clan, and she was powerless to stop anything.

Only now, perhaps only by following the route arranged by Tianmiao and getting the remaining heart of the sun, the holy water of life, the spirit of the mysterious underworld, the heart of heaven and man and the true soul of Ziyang can we have a glimmer of vitality.

"Tianmiao, what on earth do you think?" Bai Weixuan said with a wry smile at the five-flavor fruit tree by the fragrant spring.

Are you really just trying to reunite Xi's soul and let him enter reincarnation? Bai Weixuan asked in her heart, but there was only silence in response to her.

"Oh, what am I thinking about?" Bai Weixuan was stunned by Li Xiangquan, and then suddenly patted her head and stood up. "It's better to go out now to find the heart of the sun than to guess here."

With this in her mouth, Bai Weixuan's consciousness also moved, and then her whole body disappeared into the space.

There are 20 days in the space, and only two days have passed since the outside world. The demon warrior has already left, and Bailiyu in the ancient tree should have also left. Bai Weixuan stepped on the bottom of the mountain, sighed, and then walked forward.

It has been five days since he left the ancient rock city. Presumably, the three-eyed fire crystal has won the title of fairy-level heavenly fighter. Maybe he is already on the way here, but now it has been 20 days before Guang Shihan left. I don't know what kind of situation he has encountered and can't get away.

Thinking all the way, Bai Weixuan climbed up this small mountain that was not big. She walked around to find things such as entrances and organs, but she wandered around for several hours and still got nothing.

Seeing that the dark was found from dawn, Bai Weixuan was about to leave, and she still didn't find any useful information here.

"God! Tianmiao won't play tricks on me, will he? Bai Weixuan hated the hill with her teeth. When the sun only had half of her face left, she couldn't stand it any longer. She sat on the ground and punched the ground angrily.

The ground was smashed into an insignificant pit. Bai Weixuan became more and more annoyed. She took a broken wind knife and cut it around a few times before she calmed down and meditated in place.

The night gradually came, and there were bursts of insects in the rainforest, and the game of the jungle seemed to become more and more intense.

Bai Weixuan arranged a simple protective array around her, but she was not in the mood to practice. She sat casually on this small mountain. She suddenly looked up at the night sky above her head, and her eyes were a little confused.

"Today is a full moon night!" She muttered softly and suddenly looked back to find that she hadn't looked up at the starry sky so calmly for a long time.

The world is larger. No, perhaps the vision on this mountain is wider, which makes Bai Weixuan feel that this world is bigger. The stars full of eyes seem to be on your side and can be picked at will. Far away, there is no end to the sky, and the stars are shining like shining dreams.

The night sky is a beautiful dream compiled by the gods.

Bai Weixuan likes the starry night sky and this rare tranquility and comfort. This clear color can make her thinking clearer.

Maybe it was a moment of confusion or a strange dream, and a figure suddenly appeared in the sky in front of Bai Weixuan.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, dressed in white clothes like snow, floating like a fairy. He is quiet, but he often unconsciously shows the warmest smile when facing her. His words are always so gentle and spoiled...

Looking at the man's words and smile, Bai Weixuan's eyes involuntarily shed tears. In this life, is it fate or evil to meet him? She is not Qing Xiaobi. Does she have the right to enjoy all his tenderness?

"Weier, the night is so beautiful, why do you still cry?" A voice floated, a little cautious and with an unspeakable sigh.

Bai Weixuan raised her head, stopped her tears, thought she was hallucinating, and laughed at herself and pulled the corners of her mouth. At this time, how could she think of the man's voice?

But when a white dress fell into her eyes, she looked up in a daze, with indescribable surprise on her face.

Guang Shihan gently wiped away the tears on her face, felt the indescribable pity in her heart, and felt that she had been greatly hurt from afar, and also appeared here. God knew how afraid he was in his heart.

She rushed over desperately and saw her crying silently at the starry sky.

I don't know, for whom did her tears flow?

"Why are you here?" Bai Weixuan seemed to come to her senses and hurriedly avoided Guang Shihan's hand. She asked, her voice was still hoarse after choking.

"What do you think?" Guangshi smiled coldly, but did not answer, and sat down casually in front of her.

Bai Weixuan didn't say anything, or she was tired or didn't want to say anything more.

"Are you here to find the heart of the sun?" Guang Shihan suddenly smiled bitterly and asked softly. His voice was very soft, as if with a faint smell, a little careless.

"Yes." Bai Weixuan took a deep breath and spit out a word with difficulty. I don't know why she suddenly didn't want to tell him. In fact, part of the reason why she came here was because of his delay.

The bitterness flashed in Guang Shihan's eyes, and he found how ridiculous his previous expectations were.

"I can take you to see him." Guangshi said coldly, with unspeakable sadness and melancholy in his tone. Except for the Kongshu people and Tianmiao, no one knows how to get the heart of the sun, let alone how to use it.

Guang Shihan thought that what Tianmiao wanted might be his heart of the sun, but unexpectedly, his old friend had made an agreement with Tianmiao 700 years ago.

"Good." Bai Weixuan answered in an astringent voice, and her heart was a little sour and uncomfortable. For a long time, she didn't hear Guang Shihan's reply, so she looked at him.

But he saw this man who was always full of evil smiles, but now he looked at the sky distractedly. In his eyes, there was a deep sadness that Bai Weixuan had never seen before.

What on earth has he experienced? Is it true that the Kongshu clan has perished as rumored? Seven hundred years ago, this man had sealed himself in a broken bowl. He should know all the changes of the Kongshu clan, right?

Bai Weixuan looked at the beautiful side face in front of her and fell into a deep silence.