The Otherworldly God

Chapter 459

Looking at the bow and arrow in Le Zheng Qiming's hand, Le Zheng Shuiling was envious, because he still had Li Su in his hand, which meant that he might be able to use the barrier while using the bow and arrow to attack the enemy remotely.

"That's great. By the way, you don't seem to be able to shoot arrows, right? How about giving it to me?"

Le Zheng Shuiling looked at him expectantly, but Le Zheng Qiming pushed her away by covering her face with his hands.

"You wouldn't either. How could I not know your little tricks?"

Le Zheng Shuiling smiled and acted coquettishly towards him, but Le Zheng Qiming remained unmoved.

"I didn't expect this to be the new form he left behind. I heard that he didn't have time to give it to Qianji or Prajna, so... it's the only one left."

Nuwa didn't want to mention the war. After all, if that incident had not happened, they would still be carefree and free to roam the world. There would be no betrayal or cruel treatment of anyone. She would not have to be so cruel as to come up with the plan to refine the Jiuli and refine them herself, leaving her to suffer for endless years.

"It's the only one, so I have to keep it well."

"The only one? Then I don't want it."

"Go away, what else do you want?"

"Didn't I say no?"

"I do not believe you."

"believe it or not."

Now that Qianji and Li Su had finished speaking, they thought that the next turn would be for Le Zheng Yuhua and Tianshen Sword, and they were looking forward to it.

At this moment, Nuwa's figure began to shrink slowly until it returned to a size similar to that of a human. She landed gently on the ground, and her eyes swept over the three people gently.

"Each of you has your own mission and path. The road ahead is still long, and there will certainly be dangers and temptations. But please remember, as long as you have good intentions and firm beliefs, nothing can stop you from moving forward."

Nuwa's voice was gentle and powerful, as if it was the most sincere blessing to them.

Le Zheng Shuiling and Le Zheng Qiming watched Le Zheng Yuhua salute Nuwa, and they quickly followed suit, expressing their deepest respect and gratitude.

"Then let's say goodbye. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must believe in yourself and each other."

Nuwa finished speaking with a smile, and her figure gradually became blurred. Le Zheng Shuiling couldn't help but ask: "Sir Nuwa, you haven't got your brother and the Heavenly Sword yet..."

"We've seen it before."

After hearing these six short words and seeing the upturned corners of Le Zheng Yuhua's mouth, both of them understood instantly.

The voice became ethereal and echoed in the ears, and she finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated into the air.

With Nuwa's departure, the surrounding scene returned to normal.

Three people appeared out of nowhere on the bridge. Le Zheng and the demons who were looking for them saw them and pointed at them with a puzzled look on their faces.

Le Zheng Shui Ling, Le Zheng Qi Ming and Le Zheng Yu Hua looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes. They knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, but they were ready to meet every challenge and create their own glorious chapter.

"Where on earth have you been? I heard that someone...something...took you away?"

Le Zhengzhi couldn't say the name for a moment. The three of them just looked at each other, smiled, and didn't answer.

"Let's go, senior brother and second senior brother, let's continue moving forward. Kill the false gods, get rid of Changsheng, and restore peace to the Taoist Alliance." Le Zheng Shuiling spoke first, her voice full of strength and determination.

Upon hearing this, Le Zheng Qiming and Le Zheng Yuhua nodded and put their hands on him.

"Kill the false gods."

"Except for longevity."

"Give the Dao League some peace." Before Le Zheng Shui Ling could finish her last sentence, Le Zheng Zhi squeezed in and put his hand on top. "You little bastards, don't think that just because you are more powerful than your master, you can disown me as your master. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. I will be your master even when I die."

"Pah, pah, pah, how unlucky it is to say that word at this time."

When Le Zhengzhi heard what Le Zheng Shuiling said, he slapped his mouth with his other hand and said, "Pah, pah, pah, I have to be better than the old birthday star."

"Then you will be the oldest person, and when the time comes, let Qi Ming and the others give you a bunch of grandchildren to raise and play with, and it will be lively and fun."

Le Zheng Qiming's face changed when he heard this.

"I can't have children, but you can."

"My children are just a bunch of little devils. Do you want them? Why don't you and Qingguo nourish our Lezheng's bloodline? Healing will become our Lezheng's golden signboard."

When he heard the word Qing Guo, Le Zheng Qiming's face turned red, and he shyly pulled his hand back and tried to avoid it. Mo Yu suddenly appeared, holding Le Zheng Shui Ling's shoulder and said: "Little devil, you can also nourish Le Zheng's bloodline and make Le Zheng stronger, what do you think?"

When Le Zheng Qiming saw that there was finally someone who could cure her, he sat back with a smug look on his face, waiting to watch the show.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that someone kidnapped my future wife, so I naturally had to come and take a look, otherwise the little devil would be gone, don't you think?"

He threw every word to her. Le Zheng Shuiling shook off his hand and hid on the other side of Le Zheng Yuhua.

"I didn't say anything."

Seeing that it was almost done, Le Zheng Yuhua stopped Mo Yu and said, "Can you lend me the Heavenly Demon Sword?"

"You're not going to set your sights on it so quickly, are you?"

"I am not the master of the Heavenly God Sword, and you are not the master of the Heavenly Demon Sword, but I am the master of the Qiankun Sword."

Mo Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You are not me, but you are Le Zheng Yuhua. Have some shame."

"Asking you to borrow it is respectful, and I can take it away in front of you openly. Which one do you choose?"

Mo Yu's expression became serious and his eyes became sharp. After staring at him for a moment, he took out the Heavenly Demon Sword.

"Since it is a loan, you should understand that there is a word of return."

"I'm just trying out what I have in mind. It's not time yet. I have to bring one more with me. Thanks for the trouble."

"Le Zheng Yuhua, I didn't expect you to speak so irritatingly."

"Don't be angry at demons, you are the demon."

"Okay, now you have the energy to talk to me, right? Take it, so you don't have to talk too much."

Mo Yu threw the Demon Sword to him, then walked to the side, wanting to see what he would do.

Le Zheng Yuhua also summoned the Heavenly God Sword, watched it hanging in the air, and threw the Heavenly Demon Sword over as well.

The two chased each other for a while, and then stood opposite each other from a distance, as if they were about to fight at any time.

Le Zheng Yuhua squeezed the Taiyang Zhuzhao and Taiyin Youying in his hands, and recalled Qiankun holding the Qiankun sword, the majestic demeanor of a general.

The most important thing is that he saw the true appearance of the Qiankun Sword, but there was one thing that needed to be confirmed, which was also the hint given by Prajna's words "Qiankun is meddling in other people's business."

Le Zheng Yuhua injected magic power into Taiyang Zhuzhao and Taiyin Youying, and the two gradually merged into a jade pendant. The God Sword and the Demon Sword seemed to sense it as well and flew in the air.

Le Zheng Yuhua threw the fused Sun Candle and Moon Youying into the air, where they stopped between the Demon Sword and the God Sword, emitting a powerful light that looked like seven colors.