Song Jue was seriously injured, the dragon's body was broken and his vitality was almost gone.

Not to mention that I don’t have the elixirs and elixirs, even if I give the dragon spirit, I can’t help her repair it.

Fortunately, there is the power of Zhoutian stars here, and she can absorb the starlight and recast the body of the dragon.

I quietly hang under the dragon's head, watching her absorb the starlight and temper her body.

The stars shine little by little, and the scars on Song Jue's body healed little by little.

There is no way to feel the passage of time in the void. It seems that one day has passed, and many years have passed.

Until the stars turned colder and rose higher and higher. No more starlight shone. Song Jue opened her eyes and at this time her injuries had almost healed.

The new dragon scales are like mysterious armor, exuding a powerful aura of divine thoughts.

At this time, she still did not turn into a dragon, but the dragon scales and wood are all complete. Just recast the dragon soul and transform from a black dragon into a black dragon.

With a rich sense of divine thoughts, Song Jue turned into a human woman, still wearing black clothes, with a black cloth covering her face, only a pair of deep and star-like pupils revealed.

"What is your current realm?" Song Jue asked.

"Nine and four may jump in the abyss, without any blame." I said.

"What external skills can be cultivated?" Song Jue asked again.

"Enter the Tao with a sword."

"Where is the sword?"

"The sword has been destroyed."

"Why can't I notice the sword intent from you?"

"The sword was destroyed, and the sword path was gone."

I will briefly explain it with her after she was separated from the ghost world, including the gains and losses of my kendo.

After hearing this, Song Jue was silent, and after a long time, he said, "The sword is there, the sword is destroyed, and the person is destroyed. Now your sword has been destroyed, is that person still there?"

"exist."

Song Jue was silent again, and after a long time, he said, "Let's go, let's go to the next floor of the tomb."

"This immortal tomb really has a seventh floor?" I asked.

"Yes, the corpse of the gods is hidden on the seventh floor. I had thought that I could find the corpse by myself. It was not until I was trapped in this starry sky killing formation that I realized that Liu Bowen's immortal tomb did not leave anyone else any chance. You are the one he was waiting for." Song Jue said.

"I?"

"The seven constellations of Canglong are missing, and the three walls of Ziwei are transformed into the Beidou sword energy to refract the stars in the sky. Unless the seven constellations of Canglong can be replenished, you can disinfect the invisible intentions. You are the only person in the world who can replenish the seven constellations of Canglong."

The entrance to the seventh floor tomb palace is just at the sight of the dragon head of the seven constellations of the Canglong. There is a chaotic nebula. The tomb gate is hidden in the nebula.

The nebula was filled with star storms, and the strong winds were fighting against the current to destroy the murderous intent. Song Jue grabbed my hand tightly and took me through the nebula storm, finding the tomb gate to enter it.

The seventh floor of the Tomb of the Gods, each floor is an independent world, and the seventh floor is a towering temple.

There is no statue of gods in the temple, no altar, only a mysterious bronze coffin. In front of the coffin, there is a monk and a Taoist man, and there is a chessboard between them.

The old Taoist holds a black spell, while the old monk holds a white spell.

The two of them were filled with powerful aura of divine thoughts, but they had no chance of life.

I looked at it silently for a while and realized that these two people were all Yang Shen Dharma. The deity should have passed away.

"The one in this coffin should be the corpse of a god. I just don't know who the monks and Taoists are playing chess," said Song Jue.

"When I entered the tomb of the Immortals, a monk from Jialan Temple accompanied me and then left at the fifth floor tomb palace. If I was right, this old monk would be the one they were looking for." I thought about it and said.

"Are you talking about the owner of the relic pagoda worshipped in Jialan Temple?" Song Jue asked.

"Um."

"Who is this old man?"

"I was surprised that the Emperor of Heaven was wrong and angry, and said that this was what I should do."

"You mean that this old Taoist is the Ming Dynasty master who built the tomb of the immortals, Liu Bowen?"

"It's only him."

"If you say so, is the old monk here to compete with Liu Bowen for the opportunity to corpse of the gods?"

"It may not be a struggle. Maybe it's just a desire to be free. It's a great merit to save the dead soul, let alone a god?"

Song Jue's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he looked at me in a daze.

I was unnatural when she saw me. I couldn't help but turn my head away.

"Qin Jue, I'm sorry." Song Jue said softly.

"Why did Lord Song say this?"

"You really call me Lord Song?" Song Jue frowned slightly.

"...You don't let me call you Master, so I have to call you like Liu Qingyi. I'll call you Lord Song."

"Oh, I used to say a lot of stupid things to you, and I was angry that you were not doing anything wrong. I just realized that in your life situation at that time, you did not do anything wrong. I was confused and misreading you."

I still remember what she said to me clearly.

At that time, I felt wronged and shed tears for it.

Every time I think of it since then, if it weren't for her scolding, how could I be today?

Give me a black book and sacrifice my life to protect me.

My resentment towards her has long turned into gratitude, and I am willing to sacrifice myself for her.

I looked at her and said, "Without your guidance, I would not have become what I am today. I will remember your kindness to me forever."

"Do you just treat me as your benefactor?"

"It's also my relative." I said.

"As far as you and I are indeed relatives, but they are not the kind of relationship you think."

Song Jue did not continue to say this, but just mentioned it casually and walked over to look at the chessboard.

This game of chess is here. It is naturally a chance to fight for the corpse.

The chessboard count has been completed, and Liu Bowen did not leave any chance for the eminent monk in Jialan Temple.

Just when he drops the piece, the game of chess will end.

"Liu Bowen will win as long as he makes a move, why don't hesitate?" I asked.

"He is waiting for you if he doesn't make a fuss." Song Jue said.

"wait for me?"

"Yes, if Liu Bowen wins, then this opportunity is his. If you leave your last son, the opportunity is yours."

"Why does he want this opportunity?"

"The Taoist sect's energy has been determined. Even if his means are clear, he will not be able to fight for the destiny of heaven. Taoist starts from Fuxi to Liu Bowen, and when you figure out this sentence, you will understand everything."

I gently took off the chess piece from Liu Bowen's fingertips and landed it on the chessboard.

The final son falls and the chessboard disappears.

Liu Bowen smiled and looked at the old monk.

The old monk looked at me with a bitter face, then stood up at the same time as Liu Bowen and walked into the void outside the temple.

In one step, the two men's Yang Divine Dharma completely destroyed the world.

At the same time, a loud rumbling sound came from the mysterious bronze coffin in the temple, and the entire temple began to shake...
Chapter completed!