Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 486: The Buddha Temple in Exchange for Life and Return of Soul

Guan Zaier's figure suddenly stopped in mid-air. Her eyes flashed and she barely avoided Zuo Qinger's sword.

The sword energy brushed past her, leaving a shallow blood mark on her cheek.

Guan Zaier was shocked that Zuo Qinger's strength had actually reached the peak of the "Klein" realm!

"You are so good, Zuo Qing'er, you actually hid it so deeply!" Guan Zaier gritted his teeth, but there was a hint of disbelief in his tone.

She originally thought Zuo Qing'er was just an ordinary night watchman, but she didn't expect that he possessed such powerful strength.

"Same here." Zuo Qing'er sneered, the long sword in her hand humming, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Guan Zaier.

"Guan Zaier, do you think you can still defeat me? I advise you to go back obediently and don't humiliate yourself!"

"Whether we win or not, we'll know after the fight!" Guan Zaier must see Ye Faner today and ask her about everything in person!

"I said, you can't go up!" Zuo Qing'er said in a firm tone, with no intention of giving in.

"You..." Guan Zaier was furious. She knew that time was running out and every minute and every second was crucial.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said coldly: "Zuo Qing'er, you'd better think it over carefully. You are hindering my mission!"

Zuo Qing'er looked at her fearlessly: "I know what I am doing, and I also know what I must do!"

The air was filled with tension, and the two men were on the verge of a fight, as if a shocking battle would break out in the next second.

At the same time, in the Buddhist temple, Ye Faner sat cross-legged, her face as pale as paper, with beads of sweat the size of beans constantly sliding down her forehead.

He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A powerful force surged out of his body, enveloping Zhou Ping'er.

Zhou Ping'er's body was suspended in mid-air, wrapped in a layer of golden light, and his face gradually regained its rosy complexion.

However, Ye Faner's body became weaker and weaker, his soul seemed to be burned by fire, and the severe pain almost made him faint.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted

"It's almost there...it's almost there..." Ye Fan'er murmured in a low voice, his voice becoming weaker and weaker, as if it would disappear at any time.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to grab something, but it dropped down weakly.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips.

"It's done..."

Ye Faner flicked her fingertips, and a pitch-black sword with a dragon and elephant totem carved on the blade appeared out of thin air - the Dragon Elephant Sword!

The sword hummed like a dragon's roar and an elephant's howl, and an ancient and powerful aura swept through the Buddhist temple.

The sword body trembled slightly, turned into starlight, and merged into the chaos floating in front of Zhou Ping'er.

Various rare materials, ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand year old snow lotus, Phoenix gallbladder...

As if controlled by an invisible giant hand, they flew into the chaos one after another, interweaving and merging with the starlight.

This chaos is Zhou Ping'er's new body.

Guided by the Dragon Elephant Sword, it slowly rotates, like the singularity at the beginning of the universe, containing infinite vitality.

At first, it was just a vague mist, then gradually, limbs, torso, head...

Gradually taking shape, the skin became crystal clear, emitting a faint golden glow, like a finely crafted work of art.

"Here it comes!" Huo Bingqu shouted softly, flew up first, and merged into the golden national destiny.

Other heroic spirits followed closely behind, transforming into streams of light and merging into the torrent of national destiny.

The golden national destiny poured down like the Milky Way in the sky, pouring onto Zhou Ping'er's reshaped body.

The baptism of national destiny, cleansing of bones and marrow, reborn!

Under the cleansing of national destiny, Zhou Ping'er's body became more solid and perfect.

The originally crystal clear skin gradually turned into a healthy malt color, full of vitality.

His chest rose and fell slightly, as if he were breathing.

Ye Fan'er is now at the end of her strength, and her soul is like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.

But he still gritted his teeth, and kept changing the magic gestures with his hands, injecting the last bit of strength into Zhou Ping'er's body.

"It's done..." Ye Faner showed a relieved smile, his eyes passed through the layers of void,

I saw the future and saw the rising star of Daxia, illuminating the entire world.

"I can finally...rest..." His voice became lower and lower, and finally disappeared into the air.

Ye Faner's body slowly fell down, like a falling leaf, lying quietly on the cold ground, leaving only a faint golden light that lingered for a long time.

Outside the Buddhist temple, Guan Zaier was waiting anxiously. Suddenly, she felt a powerful force wave coming from the Buddhist temple, followed by dead silence.

Her heart sank, and an ominous premonition came over her.

"Zuo Qing'er..." Guan Zaier's voice trembled a little.

Zuo Qing'er looked at the tightly closed Buddhist temple door with a complicated expression and slowly shook her head...