[The first thousand six hundred and ninetieth chapters start to fight]
Hearing Song Yan’s question, Feng Jiu didn’t speak, just smiled.
“I know!”
Song Yan suddenly understood that Ouyang Weiwei, Nie Hongying and Xia Qian no longer exist in this world.
For Nie Hongying, Song Yan and her only had a few encounters. One time they competed for Wang Pin exercises at the auction, and the second time they met was when he sold Wang Pin exercises on the street. Later, he sold a copy of “Tai Yan” for a gold The Secret Art was sold to her, and she also relied on this Wangpin exercise to break through to the level of the sun god.
Later, when he was besieged by the masters of the Zhu family, Nie Hongying hurriedly came to help. Even in the face of multiple enemies, she never retreated.
After that, they never saw each other again.
Besides, Xia Qian, the first time they met was at the auction house. She was an auctioneer at that time. Later, with his help, she was able to gain a firm foothold in the Xia family. Later, after he left Xuanyang Domain The two did not meet.
As for Ouyang Weiwei, his impression was even more profound. She was a disciple of Wanhuagu. She always covered her face with white gauze, and always liked to call herself a fairy.
Along the way, the two have experienced a lot, and even Song Yan can feel that the other party has developed some kind of affection for her.
Unexpectedly, parting on the Zerg battlefield will become a goodbye forever.
For a while, Song Yan couldn’t help but feel a bit bitter, and the image of Ouyang Weiwei flashed uncontrollably in his mind.
In the end, he let out a long sigh, looked at Feng Jiu with a complicated expression, and his tone was cold: “You go, you stay, I’m afraid I will be unable to control and want to kill you, because speaking, you The murderer who made Ouyang Weiwei disappear from this world!”
Hearing Song Yan’s words, Feng Jiu didn’t get angry, but her expression was a little weird. After a while, she slowly said, “Love words are the most incomprehensible in this world. After I woke up from my dream, the fairy tale of the Great Dream was irrelevant. The memory of Ouyang Weiwei will be automatically erased, but the memory between Ouyang Weiwei and you has not been erased.
This makes me very strange, because in my three thousand reincarnations, Ouyang Weiwei’s strength and spirit level are not strong, why are the irrelevant memories of those reincarnators who have reached the demigod realm erased? Why can’t that part of the memory be erased, even if I deliberately want to erase that memory, it’s more and more profound, and it almost becomes my inner demon! ”
“What do you want to express?” Song Yan asked in a cold voice, his expression unchanged.
Feng Jiu said: “Later, I checked the practice notes of many predecessors, and finally got the answer. That’s because the soul of my reincarnated object, Ouyang Weiwei, has changed!”
“So what?” Song Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Feng Jiu said again: “If I can’t resolve the obsession in the heart of the mutant reincarnator, my “Dream of the Great Dream” will never be able to advance to the level of perfection, and you are the obsession in the heart of the mutant reincarnator Ouyang Weiwei! ”
“What do you want to do?” Song Yan asked again.
Feng Jiu said calmly: “Ouyang Weiwei’s obsession is that she failed to become a Taoist companion with you. As long as I help her fulfill this wish, her obsession will naturally disappear. That’s why I came to see you!”
“You want me to help you? Why?” Song Yan sneered.
“I can grant you a divine light of creation!”
Feng Jiu smiled, her eyes filled with confidence.
“No interest! Well, you can go!”
As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan waved his hand, and immediately, the formation directly pushed Feng Jiu out.
Standing outside the formation, Feng Jiu’s expression was stunned for a while, and she couldn’t help but feel annoyed in her heart, but at this moment, a wave of unwillingness to appear in her soul made her hate Song Yan at all.
“Damn it!”
Feng Jiu forcibly suppressed the fluctuation, turned around and left.
within the array.
Song Yan sighed heavily, feeling very bad.
“Farewell is forever, Feng Jiu! Feng Jiu!”
After an hour’s stun in place, Song Yan regained his mind and took out the divine fruit. He planned to push the divine body of the stars to the fourth stage of the late stage before the Heavenly Creation Monument was opened.
On the other side, in a valley not far from the Heavenly Creation Monument.
“Holy Son, Feng Jiu went to see that Chu Fan!”
The strong man of the real dragon race reported towards Ao Tianhui, who was sitting cross-legged on a spiritual pond.
“Yes?”
Ao Tian’s tone was very light, but his face sank slightly. After a while, he continued: “You go and arrange, this hall wants to see Chu Fan!”
“Yes!”
The strong man of the real dragon clan bowed and saluted before exiting the valley.
Before he knew it, Song Yan practiced for two hours.
Suddenly, he stood up, took a step and came to the outside of the formation, looked at the strong man not far away and said lightly: “Who are you?”
This strong man is a middle-level god, and the energy in his body has been completely transformed into divine power, which is rare among newly born gods.
“Young Master Chu, my Holy Son wants to see you, please come with me!”
The strong man’s tone sounded more polite, but it had an unquestionable taste.
“Who is your holy son?” Song Yan asked. In fact, he had already guessed that the only person who could drive the middle-level gods was Aotian, the holy son of the True Dragon Clan. The reason why he asked was just to confirm.
“My holy son, Aotian!” said the strong man proudly.
“I’m not interested, don’t bother me if you have nothing to do!”
Song Yan shook his head, turned around and prepared to step into the formation.
but……
Figures flashed.
The strong man blocked Song Yan’s way out and said with a smile, “Young Master Chu might as well think about it again!”
“There is nothing to think about, if you don’t see it, you don’t see it!”
Song Yan squinted his eyes, his mood became very bad because of Ouyang Weiwei. If this strong man is not interested, he doesn’t mind killing him to vent his anger. As for Ao Tian, if he dares to hold on to it, he will kill him together. .
“Then I can only be offended!”
A hint of sneer appeared on the corner of the strong man’s mouth, and his palm grabbed towards Song Yan’s shoulder.
“Humph!”
With a cold snort, Song Yan waved his hand casually, and suddenly a huge force overflowed, and he directly lifted the strong man dozens of meters away. you!”
There was a bit of confusion on the face of the strong man, and then an angry look appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: “It was rumored that you killed a lot of gods, but those gods are all fake gods, today, Just let you see the strength of the real gods!”
While speaking, the strong man stepped out and grabbed Song Yan again.
The speed of this claw is extremely fast, and even time and space are distorted. In an instant, Song Yan felt an imprisoning force enveloped him. , that’s all!
Therefore, the energy in his body was running, and his body was shaken slightly to break free, and then punched out.
“Crack!”
“boom!”
He smashed the strong man’s hand bones with this punch, and then hit him on the chest with all his strength, smashing the opponent hundreds of meters away.
“His strength is so strong?”
On a small mountain, seeing the strong man who was smashed by Song Yan, Feng Jiu couldn’t help but flash a look of surprise in his eyes.
