Chi Qianqin was more determined than ever.

She felt that once again facing the destruction of the country, she had grasped her own destiny.

Just as her son firmly believed, she seized her destiny.

That fate is Yelu Wanrong.

Of course, she no longer wants to take away Yelu Wanrong's demon seed, because she has seen the reality clearly. Even if she has the demon seed, she cannot defeat the demon saint Feng Wodan who possesses the Wind God Pearl.

She can only choose to trust that person like her son.

Chi Qianqin's whole body of demonic energy exploded, and all the power was poured into the magic harp. Suddenly, the magic harp erupted with powerful spiritual energy, and piercing sounds resounded throughout the world.

Feng Wodan frowned, but the corners of his mouth turned up contemptuously. Chi Qianqin's overestimation of his abilities made Feng Wodan feel ridiculous.

A little maid, who has gained some Taoism, wants to rebel against heaven?

Does he think she can also possess those perverted ancient demon skills?

She doesn't know how. If she could, their Blood Domain Demon Palace wouldn't be so weak.

"Buzz!"

Feng Wodan's claws suddenly grabbed, and suddenly, the fairy magic instrument was shattered into pieces.

The huge impact backfired, and Chi Qianqin was knocked backwards, blood spurting from her mouth, and her body was covered in blood and flesh.

She fell from the air. The crushing of her realm, the crushing of her skills, and the crushing of her race left Chi Qianqin without the power to fight back.

She looked at Feng Wodan hatefully. If she was given another ten thousand years and they were allowed to recuperate in the Blood Realm Demon Palace for another ten thousand years, then Chi Long's cultivation state skills would not be what they are now, nor would he

It won't be that weak.

As long as there are ten thousand years left, his Blood Realm Demon Palace can fight against his Wind Clan.

pity……

Fate is so cruel.

Chi Qianqin suddenly gathered her spiritual energy, the demonic energy all over her body began to surge, and her body began to swell.

She knew that she couldn't kill Feng Wodan. All she could do was to blow herself up and inflict another heavy blow to the seriously injured Feng Wodan.

Suddenly, the huge blue bird spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, and a huge paw pressed firmly on Chi Qianqin's body, directly pressing her down from the air.

"Boom!"

Chi Qianqin's body was pressed into the stone, and he roared angrily.

"ah……"

Feng Wodan grabbed Chi Qianqin's body tightly with his claws. Chi Qianqin wanted to self-destruct, but he couldn't. All the spiritual energy was concentrated in his Nascent Soul.

The pain caused to her by being unable to self-destruct made her life worse than death.

Feng Wodan asked with a sneer: "I have suffered a loss once, do you think I can suffer a second time?"

After Feng Wodan finished speaking, his sharp claws immediately pierced Chi Qianqin's body, sealing her spiritual root so that Chi Qianqin could no longer self-destruct.

Feng Wodan coldly threw Chi Qianqin aside.

She sneered and asked: "It seems that you still haven't grasped your destiny."

Chi Qianqin spurted blood from her mouth. She leaned against the wall, and the five holes in her body were bleeding continuously. She was miserable and laughed helplessly. She looked a little embarrassed when she recalled the night when the old Emperor Chu was there.

The old Emperor Chu was so calm and calm, but in terms of character, she was still a little behind.

Chi Qianqin smiled and said: "If God lets me do this, this is the only way I can do it, but I believe he will come."

"he?"

Windwarden found it funny again.

Who is he?

Feng Wodan looked back at Yelu Wanrong, and she said: "The man you are waiting for may not come, but your son will definitely come. Chi Hong, I leave it to you to kill the king."

Chi Qianqin narrowed her eyes and looked back coldly at a group of people walking in. The leader was really her son Chi Hong.

Chi Qianqin said coldly: "I knew a long time ago that you had no good intentions, huh, you are slippery-tongued and sneaky."

The corner of Chi Hong's mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "Mother, if you say that, I won't be happy."

After Chi Hong finished speaking, he took out a slender iron nail. Chi Qianqin's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but want to stand up, but she was seriously injured and could not stand.

He knew that this iron nail was the Xuan Zhi Sect's Xuan Nail for cultivating corpses. As long as he sealed his spiritual veins and dispersed his spiritual consciousness, he would become his puppet Xuan Zhi.

Chi Hong said with a smile: "Mother, my child will not be wasted. Don't worry, I will take good care of your body. Hahahaha, Mother, I will shoulder the great responsibility of carrying forward my Blood Realm Demon Palace."

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Chi Qianqin roared: "Nie Zi, how dare you hurt me..."

Chi Qianqin suddenly stood up and rushed towards Chi Hong. The demon guard immediately wanted to rush forward, but Chi Hong said coldly: "Go away, how can you do this?"

After Chi Hong finished speaking, he kicked Chi Qianqin, causing her to fall to the ground. He rushed up with a lunge and pierced the iron nail in his hand hard.

But it did not pierce Chi Qianqin's spiritual veins, but pierced Chi Qianqin's chest. Chi Qianqin's painful face was ferocious.

Chi Hong sneered and said: "Mother, you and my eldest brother are too stupid to seize the opportunity. When this great opportunity comes, only I, Chi Hong, can seize it. I, Chi Hong, can control the world and will definitely become the only demon god in the entire demon world."

, you can go with peace of mind."

After Chi Hong finished speaking, he grabbed the crown on Chi Qianqin's head and said excitedly: "Mother, only the strong are worthy of wearing this crown. This is what you told me. Now, I will wear it."

She got it."

Chi Hong suddenly pulled her, causing Chi Qianqin's head to bleed immediately, and the crown was pulled off along with her hair and skin.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Chi Hong smiled excitedly and put the bloody crown on his head.

"The Demon King is boundless..."

One hundred thousand disciples of the Xuanshi Sect surrendered to Chi Hong.

Chi Hong opened his arms as if he wanted to take in the whole world.

Feng Wodan looked at the clown and laughed disdainfully. This kind of clown thought he was very powerful.

In his eyes, he is just the smarter one among the ants.

Feng Wodan walked up to Yelu Wanrong. She looked at Yelu Wanrong, who was as weak as an ant, and asked with a sneer: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Yelu Wanrong said: "What I say is no longer important."

Feng Wodan laughed and said, "It's very smart to set up an altar."

After Feng Wodan finished speaking, the remaining demons fell down one after another. Feng Wodan opened his hands, and soon, a huge head appeared in his hands.

The head was ten feet big.

"Demon Skull..."

Chi Qianqin murmured.

Feng Wodan smiled and said: "You didn't expect that the skull of your demon clan's ancestor would be in the hands of our lich?"

Chi Qianqin said coldly: "No wonder, there is nothing in the Demon Tomb. When the Demon God Zhan died, his body disappeared. No matter how hard he searched in the three realms of heaven, earth and man, he could not find it. I think it was divided up by you lichs."

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Feng Wodan sneered and said: "Such a good thing will naturally stay. You devils are so stupid, how could you think of it? Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the demon's skull fell.

Feng Wodan stood on the devil's skull and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, she felt it.

A pure and perverted demonic energy descended.

"Chief, I'm back..."

Feng Wodan listened to Feng Qianqiu's roar and immediately opened his hands in excitement.
Chapter completed!