Then she looked coldly at Lin Hao and others opposite. Even if she died, she would never sit and wait for death. She would have to fight against these people no matter what! But what made her a little bitter was that her four spiritual treasures in the Huatian were not on her body, and Xiao Ling'er didn't know if she had been captured and imprisoned by Lin Hao and others. Therefore, even if she fought with Lin Hao and others here, she could not exert all her strength at all after losing the Huatian Four Spiritual Treasures! Fortunately, for some reason, there were so many more in her body, as if she could use endless power. Relying on this power, she could fight with these people... a few rounds and turns?

In addition... what puzzled her was that because of her palm, Lin Hao used some magical powers to urge a thunder to destroy her. But why did this guy carry the thunder himself, or... block that thunder for her?

Humph! No matter why he is, this big devil is so murderous. Who knows what reason is he for blocking that thunder?

Besides, all the brothers who entered the ancient world died at the hands of this demon. Could it be that she was grateful to him because the demon helped her block a thunder and forgot the deaths of those brothers?

The immortal in the painting gritted his silver teeth slightly. Thinking of the senior brothers who entered the ancient world with her but had all died at this time, a deep hatred appeared in his eyes again, and his eyes were coldly looking at the opposite side. The culprit who killed her brothers, the big devil Lin Hao!! And just as she looked at Lin Hao and others opposite her with cold eyes, Lin Hao seemed to be not injured, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. If he had just rescued her and hurt her again, then he would have no reason.

"Heavenly Lord!"

"Son-in-law, are you okay?"

"Little devil!"

"Brother Lin!"

The kings of the Holy Kingdom, the Black-Skinned Tiger Lord and Teng Ling, gathered together at this moment, caring about Lin Hao's injuries that had just been bombarded by the sky thunder.

"I'm fine."

Lin Hao raised his hand and covered his chest, and at the same time wiped away a trace of black blood from the corner of his mouth. In order not to hurt Xian'er, he removed all his defenses, resulting in the resistance of the sky thunder. When he resisted that sky thunder, all the power of the sky thunder bombarded his real body and was not deflated by a single point.

But even so what?

He was originally a flawless demon body, and he had been tempered and cultivated for 40,000 years in the purple liquid thunder pool. Even if this kind of heavenly thunder could hurt him, he could make him feel pain... But he had been used to this kind of pain hurt by heavenly thunder for a long time, and even numb! He didn't care about the injuries caused to him by heavenly thunder, nor did he care about the countless arcs left in his body after the heavenly thunder bombarded him, and was running around in his internal organs and meridians all over his body. The black blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth was the blood burned by these arcs.

He didn't care about these things, he only cared about whether the immortal in the painting opposite was still safe.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Hao was sure that the immortal in the painting was not injured. Then he immediately looked up at the sky, looked at the earth in the endless distance, and roared angrily: "Whoever gives you the courage to hurt my fairy, dare to stop immediately. If you dare to hurt her again, I will destroy all your order laws!!"

Above the sky, a buzzing thunder sounded from the clouds all over the sky, and then the dark clouds immediately dissipated, and the tranquility between the sky and the earth was almost instantly restored.

Lin Hao is the way of heaven, he is the master of this world. Even if he cannot completely control this world, his order is the will of heaven.

The will of heaven, no one dares to refuse to obey all things in the world! But these things are incomprehensible to the immortals in the painting who have lost or have been tampered with their memories.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Hao was just cursing a few times, and he didn't know who he was scolding, but the dark clouds and lightning in the world disappeared in an instant. The immortal in the painting only felt that Lin Hao, the big demon, had a profound cultivation and profound magic power, which made her smile bitterly, and realized that she would die here today! But, how could Lin Hao kill her... "I'm fine."

Lin Hao waved his hand and pushed away the Lan Shengjun Teng Ling and others who were surrounding him at this moment. His eyes were still looking at the opposite side with concern. At this moment, there was no warmth in his eyes, but instead full of coldness and hatred, looking at the immortal in his painting.

He knew that it was not her fault that she hated him.

If he could protect her, how could he let the evil woman erase her original memory and fill her with a completely opposite and completely false memory?

?

Yes, he had indeed killed the soul seed that the evil woman left in the immortal soul, but that soul seed was only part of it. Killing that soul seed only killed the evil woman's last resurrection chance. However, the false memories that the evil woman left in the immortal soul were unable to be picked out with his current cultivation level.

Although he had returned her original memories to her, as Hu Zun said, her memories were still replaced by the false memories created by the evil woman! As for her original memories, since those memories have been melted back into her soul, they must exist and will not disappear. They just seemed to be sealed up, but they didn't know when she could inspire those memories and truly recall everything about him! "Xian'er, have you... really forgotten me?"

Lin Hao looked at the fairy in the painting opposite. The coldness and hatred in her eyes deeply hurt his heart. Even though he knew the reason for all this, he spent a lot of effort to save her, thinking that when she was resurrected, she could really embrace her in her arms, but in the end, it turned into what she is now.

If there is no trace of grief in my heart, is that possible?

How much he wanted to awaken the sealed memories of her now, and immediately reminded her of the things they experienced together, remembered his life for his soul, remembered that before she accepted the casting of spells, she had also looked at him with deep love in her eyes, and made a promise with him to never give up until death! But now, in those eyes, there was only coldness, only ruthlessness, only hatred! Not only did he ask this, but the old king and others who were surrounded by him were also asked questions with him in anger.

"I have the surname Hua, don't think that you and Hua Lao are the same surname as you, so I dare not scold you!! This little devil tried his best to save you, and he didn't even want his life. How could you be so ungrateful and want to kill him when you wake up. Did you pretend to him before?
Chapter completed!