The Eight-Winged Goddess

"Lou Qing'er" looked at the bewildered Chen Ke, and suddenly felt that the disappearance of the ancient painting might really have nothing to do with Chen Ke.

Over the past eight hundred years, there have been countless talented people in the Haotian Academy,

but none of them could take "The Withered Tree Revived in Spring" for their own use.

The extremely talented Wu Jiutian, after more than thirty years, only cracked the seventh of the nine scrolls, "The Thousand Miles of Yellow Sand".

And "The Withered Tree Revived in Spring" is the last of the nine scrolls.

Nine nines return to one, and it repeats itself.

The cycle of heaven, the mystery lies in this.

Chen Ke is just a college scumbag, how can he conquer "The Withered Tree Revived in Spring"?

Looking at Chen Ke's tattered clothes, it is impossible for him to hide this painting.

Could it be that Wu Jiutian had noticed my motives early on, so he hid "The Withered Tree Revived in Spring" in advance?

"Lou Qing'er" had no time to think, Wu Jiutian arrived!

She no longer hesitated, and with a flip of her jade hand, a fist-sized black crystal ball suddenly appeared in her palm, flashing rapidly.

Black and white light flashed alternately in the secret room, and a dead and indifferent atmosphere spread invisibly.

The entire space seemed to be abandoned in the cracks of time and space, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

An incredible scene happened.

The seven scrolls on the wall rippled with faint waves at the same time, and the pictures trembled softly.

Those ancient scrolls seemed to be infinitely retreating into the deep space, and it seemed that the entire secret room space was suddenly magnified countless times.

As the scrolls retreated, the ancient pictures seemed to be endlessly enlarged and became clearer and clearer.

In the end, the scrolls seemed to be hanging in an endless and distant dark world, and the glittering pictures were inlaid with black and two-color frames.

Between Chen Ke and the scroll, there were layers of rippling waves, like layers of mysterious other dimensions.

So close yet so far away.

In Chen Ke's horrified eyes, Lou Qing'er stretched out her delicate jade hand, and her palm penetrated through the layers of waves, as if tearing through layers of time and space.

The pale little hand finally took off the "Lingbo Fairy Picture", just like picking a nebula in the vast and endless universe.

Whoosh!

The crystal ball stopped flashing, and the secret room instantly returned to its original appearance.

The remaining six blessing scrolls were plainly hung on the black stone wall, as if nothing had happened.

The paleness on Lou Qing'er's face flashed, and she quickly rolled up the "Lingbo Fairy Picture" and put it into the storage space.

Among the nine secret scrolls, except for the "Dead Tree Revived in Spring", only the "Lingbo Fairy Picture" had not been unlocked, and it was still valuable to her.

No matter what, she couldn't return empty-handed. She had to have some comfort.

Otherwise, after all the hard work and the huge price paid, and even the Fusang Shenzhou, how could she feel if she returned empty-handed?

With a tap of her toes, "Lou Qing'er" floated up, and her eight exquisite jade wings bloomed with brilliant light, and then suddenly closed in the next moment.

Her petite body was wrapped in holy feathers, like a cocoon of light, and like a shuttle.

Whoosh!

Circling, "Lou Qing'er" turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Boom, boom!

Explosions rang out one after another, and it was obvious that "Lou Qing'er" had broken through the interception of the people who came and rushed out.

Chen Ke also hurriedly supported his broken arm and ran out quickly.

The tunnel that was drilled through was like a simple cave, surrounded by jagged stones.

It was incredible. How did they carve out the birdman?

Chen Ke ran to the exit in one breath. Before he could adjust his sight, he was dazzled by a brilliant colorful light.

The colorful waves were surging, and the powerful and terrifying airflow directly pushed Chen Ke against the stone wall, like a human sticker.

In the sky, a huge colorful feather was hovering, forming a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, colorful and dreamlike.

In the circling colorful light, "Lou Qing'er" spread out its eight crystal clear wings, like an exquisite jade sculpture, rising slowly.

And above the colorful light pillar, a bronze three-masted sailing ship was suspended!

The bronze light spread across the world, exuding an extremely powerful deterrent force.

It was as if the giant ship had transformed into an ancient mythical beast, and anyone who tried to approach it would only end up in pieces.

Under the cover of this terrifying aura, Wu Jiutian and the elders of the academy were eclipsed and felt deeply powerless.

They were careless after all, and thought that the one sent by the Sun God Clan was just an ordinary ghost king.

Who would have thought that the ghost king they sent would be a member of the royal family of the Sun God Clan?

The Eight-Winged Goddess is the true royal family of the Sun God Clan. She possesses the purest sun god light and masters the most powerful sun god art.

Not to mention their cultivation, just the talent they possess is enough to crush most people in this world.

Unless the twelve elders of the secret realm are gathered together, plus Wu Jiutian, there may be a little chance to take down the Eight-Winged Goddess.

However, this is not realistic. If they really fight, it will surely be earth-shattering.

Not to mention the Haotian Academy, I am afraid that the entire city will be destroyed.

Since they are powerless to entangle, they can only let go.

On the bright side, the Eight-winged Goddess only took away two scrolls, but did not try to destroy the others.

Otherwise, the loss of Haotian Academy would be even more severe.

Wu Jiutian looked up at the Eight-winged Goddess and said solemnly:

"I heard that among the new generation of royal children of the Sun God Clan, a chosen girl has emerged. Girl, you are the chosen girl, Wu Qian, right?"

The Eight-winged Goddess was bathed in colorful light and slowly rose. Suddenly, she bowed her head to Wu Jiutian and said:

"Thank you for your care for more than a year, girl, this time it's my fault!"

Wu Jiutian said coldly:

"You are not as good as others, I have nothing to say. But those students are your classmates after all, and now they are poisoned and their lives are hanging by a thread. You shouldn't hurt them."

The Eight-winged Goddess bowed her head again and said:

"Please rest assured, Dean, I believe your people have got the antidote at this moment."

Wu Jiutian was very surprised, and then nodded slightly, which was regarded as approving the explanation of the Eight-winged Goddess.

Suddenly, the eight-winged goddess turned her eyes and looked at Chen Ke.

The eight wings glowed with strange light, and in an instant, the girl's true face was revealed.

It was just a glimpse, but Chen Ke was stunned with shock.

Beautiful, holy, noble, and inviolable coldness, like a lotus blooming on a glacier, or a fairy who does not eat fireworks from the world.

However, when her eyes moved, she revealed a charming charm that could melt everything, and a hint of mischief unique to girls.

Such a beautiful girl, is she a demon?

Such a beautiful girl, is she a birdman?

Such a beautiful girl, is she a ghost king?

After a moment, the girl's beautiful face and the smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared in the gorgeous white light.

The strange color in Chen Ke's eyes dimmed.

Without the girl's face, it seemed that the whole world dimmed.

"Take care, college scum!"

The girl's watery eyes suddenly projected two clear lights and flew towards Chen Ke silently.

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