“There’s there!”

Ye Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Under his divine investigation, a young man in a blood-colored robe was found.

The boy still had fangs in his mouth.

It looks extremely fierce.

A bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body.

His eyes were also blood-red.

And in the boy's hand, there was a little girl.

The little girl was in his hands and struggled violently.

His face turned pale.

That was just an ordinary little girl.

There is no breath of cultivation at all.

Just a mortal.

However, the young man in a blood-colored robe actually attacked a mortal.

A cold light flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and he sacrificed his own Qiankun Holy Sword.

Walking on the holy sword of the universe.

The location Ye Qing found was just three thousand meters away.

With the speed of the Qiankun Holy Sword, it arrived in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qing appeared in front of the young man in a blood-colored robe.

A sharp sword energy was released from his body.

The whole person was like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Showing its sharpness.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

The boy wearing a blood-colored robe sensed the sharp sword energy, a little surprised.

In Takawa Castle, he did not meet any strong people.

Even the realm of creation is rare.

Ye Qing’s cultivation is not very high.

It's just the third level of creation.

However, the sword energy released on Ye Qing felt very surprised by the young man in a blood-colored robe.

"Disciple of the Saint-Crafting Sect, Ye Qing!" Ye Qing said in a cold voice.

"I haven't heard of it, but since I am a disciple of the Saint Transformation Sect, I just come to quench my thirst. The essence and blood in your body are mine!"

The boy in the blood-colored robe had a cold eyes and a bloodthirsty feeling was released on his body.

The skills he practiced seemed to be related to blood.

There are many corpses lying on the ground near the little girl.

There are mortals and warriors.

Without exception, the blood in their bodies was drained.

I guess the young man in front of me was practicing by devouring other people's blood.

This way of practicing is a devilish behavior.

Tianxuan Sect is not a demonic sect.

But let his actions go.

The young man in front of him is naturally Qiu Chuan, a disciple of Tianxuan Sect.

"Tsk tsk, your sword energy is not weak. You should be an inner disciple of the Saint Sect. It is good to be able to swallow the essence and blood of an inner disciple!"

Qiu Chuan smiled grimly, opened his bloody mouth, revealing his bloody fangs.

A flashing cold light.

"Let her go!"

Ye Qing didn't say nonsense, and the Qiankun Holy Sword in his hand was breathing the sword light, and he could take action at any time.

If it weren't for the worry of hurting the little girl, Ye Qing would have taken action long ago and wouldn't have talked so much nonsense to Qiu Chuan.

"Hmm? What a spiritual weapon!"

A hint of greed flashed in Qiu Chuan's eyes.

The Holy Sword of the Universe in Ye Qing’s hand is very tempting!

Qiu Chuan felt greedy.

However, he also became more alert.

It can be sensed that the spiritual sword in Ye Qing's hand is a heavenly level spiritual weapon!

It is very likely that it is the legendary top-grade spiritual weapon of the heavenly level.

Very extraordinary!

Ye Qing's cultivation is mediocre, but he can have a heavenly-level spiritual weapon, which is very strange.

Qiu Chuan suspected that Ye Qing had suppressed his cultivation and was disguising himself!

"Boy, your sword is very good. If you want this little girl, just hand it over to me!" Qiu Chuan laughed.

Ye Qing did not hesitate.

He threw the Qiankun Holy Sword directly over.

Even if Qiu Chuan got the Qiankun Holy Sword, he still couldn't use it.

Because it cannot be refined.

Qiu Chuan caught the Qiankun Holy Sword, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were full of greed.

"Tsk tsk, what a heavenly level spiritual sword, I like it. Although it has not been refined yet, it is also a good treasure!" Qiu Chuan said with a smile.

"Now, can you let someone go?" Ye Qing said in a deep voice.

"Let someone go? Haha, of course, as long as you let me swallow the essence and blood in your body, I will let her go immediately!" Qiu Chuan smiled grimly.

Ye Qing's face changed.

It seems that the agreement cannot be reached.

"Actually, I'm very surprised. What's your relationship with this little girl?" Qiu Chuan said again.

"It doesn't matter, I just can't stand it!" Ye Qing said in a deep voice.

"It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous that a person with a Bodhisattva-minded heart like you can survive until now!" Qiu Chuan mocked him wantonly.

"I think it's ridiculous to kill innocent people indiscriminately. People like you won't go to hell yet!" Ye Qing said indifferently.

"Do you want her to live? Why don't you give out your essence and blood quickly!" Qiu Chuan licked his lips while speaking.

Ye Qing's face was cold.

It is impossible to do it according to Qiu Chuan.

Giving out his essence and blood and being swallowed by Qiu Chuan is an act of seeking death.

You should know that Qiu Chuan ranks 99th on the Fengyun List and has a cultivation level of the third level of Tianwu.

If the essence and blood in Ye Qing's body were drained, how could he fight against it?

At that time, not only will Ye Qing die, but this innocent little girl will not be able to survive either.

"Let go... let go of me... I feel pain, it hurts so much." The little girl's voice was weak.

Qiu Chuan grabbed his hair.

The delicate and small body is still struggling.

She kept crying.

On the ground, among the dead people, there should be her relatives.

"How is it? Have you considered it?" Qiu Chuan said with a grim smile.

"Can!"

After Ye Qing finished speaking, the Holy Sword of Qiankun in his hand slashed directly.

He used the ruthless sword technique.
To be continued...