The Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation is one of the five major formations of the sect.

This kind of formation has never been broken by a practitioner.

From the deep-rooted thinking of everyone, no matter how powerful a genius is, he is just a child of five or six years old.

Even if he has some cleverness and talent, he is as insignificant as an ant in front of the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation and is vulnerable to a single blow.

It was hard to see anyone in the billowing dust and smoke.

Suddenly, vaguely, it seemed that the purple electric dragons gathered together were seen squirming a few times.

Everyone stared intently and watched carefully.

boom!

Then they saw nine purple electric dragons with many cracks appearing all over their bodies, and from the cracks, intense black light burst out.

As the thunderous sound sounded, the sky and the earth trembled, dark clouds gathered, and electric light flashed. In the center of the light, a small figure stood tall like a mountain, standing in front of the altar.

His eyes were as dark as late night and as thick as ink, and a sinister and cold-blooded smile appeared on the corner of his lips. His deep eyes were no longer as smart and clear as before.

He is clearly a child, but at this moment he is like the Lord of Demons, exuding an aura of horror and terror.

Thousands of black lights gathered under his feet to form stairs, and with every step he took, black steps formed naturally.

The little bun was dressed in a well-fitting black robe that was blown by the strong wind. His small fists were clenched tightly, his eyes became narrow and narrow, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

At this moment, all the lives and souls in the world were reduced to existence, and all he could see was the woman with blood and tears who was judged by the Buddha's light.

Demons are most afraid of Buddhism.

Especially Buddhist relics.

He is a demon king, and the fear derived from his bones prevents him from looking directly at the Buddha's light that covers the sky.

But he did not flinch, moved his legs, stepped on the black light, and stepped into the formation Skynet.

The formation sky net that makes people change their minds when they hear it seems to be flashing with purple light and making a chirping sound.

Little Baozi's white and tender hands grasped the formation sky net, and with a slight force, he uprooted the formation sky net, separated it on both sides, and suddenly tore it into pieces.

The broken pieces of Skynet flew in the sky, and the little bun stepped onto the altar and walked towards Qingge.

Around the altar, countless cultivators took a breath of air, narrowed their eyes, and looked at the little figure in complete astonishment and disbelief.

"What's the background of this kid?" Wang Yunhe stood up from the rosewood chair, crushed the teacup in his hand, and breathed slightly.

Even the calm Lin Heshan was shocked.

"Stop!" Lin Heshan waved his arms and gave the order, "Zongfu army, hurry up and capture the little evil beast."

More than a dozen long whips from the Zongfu army swung at him. The whips were as hard and sharp as knives, and they were all swung through the air, as if they were going to penetrate Little Baozi's fragile body.

But - just when the long whip was about to kill the little bun's body, the sound of the wind stopped, and the little bun's broken hair swayed slightly, and he slowly raised his head, half-smiling but not smiling, like a monster.

He suddenly opened his hands, and his black robe flew up. He grasped two long whips with both hands and used a little force. The whips shattered the powder at an extremely fast speed, and the other long whips were shattered by the black light.

Lin Heshan wanted to speak even though he was angry. Little Baozi looked at him with a light and airy look, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He was sharp and not as smart as usual.

A child who was only five or six years old was able to break through the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation and withstand the combined attack of the clan's army.

he--

What kind of monster it is.

What a powerful force he contains in his body!

Under the altar, Ye Jingfeng looked at the little bun in disbelief, and two lines of hot tears fell slowly.

At night, You'er and others looked back, astonished.

The strong winds continued, the earth trembled, and lightning and thunder continued.

In the Buddha's light, Qingge's skin as white as snow cracked inch by inch, and the sacred Buddha's light overflowed from the cracks.

His head is full of white hair, burning like golden fire.

Two lines of blood and tears, tragic beauty.

Even though this scene was heartbreaking and bloody, hundreds of thousands of people had never seen such a beauty.

A silver thread burns like Buddha's light, and little bits of fire fall down, like a slender willow walking in the wind and golden fire. There is a sad smile on the lips, and the eyes are distracted. Every skin on the body has cracks, and the golden light is mottled and dripping.

Blood and tears burned on the cheeks.

White skin and red tears.

A poignant scene.

She was tottering in the strong wind.

She accepted the Buddha's punishment and washed away the bloody hands and the sin deep in her soul.

Qingge smiled palely, having given up hope of living.

She gradually bent her legs and knelt in front of the relic, smiling extremely tenderly.

I am dedicated to the Buddha, hoping that I will become a god.

Only good people have a sincere heart.

Qingge closed her eyes.

The relic hung in the sky and trembled non-stop. After a violent tremor, the light emitted by the relic turned into a lightsaber, trying to penetrate Qing Ge's Tianling Cap.

"Mother——"

The little bun came running in a hurry, his eyes were red and tears were flowing in the wind.

He was not afraid of the Buddha's light and kept moving forward. Finally he fell into Qingge's arms and held Qingge tightly.

If the lightsaber struck straight down, mother and son would definitely not survive.

The little bun smiled, and there was no evil and sycophantic look in his eyebrows, only a liveliness, innocence and childishness.

"Mother, if there is an afterlife, Ye'er still wants to be your son. Ye'er doesn't want to be a demon king, he only wants to be my mother's son." Little Baozi said softly in a tone that was audible to the two of them.

Hearing the soft and waxy milky voice of the little bun, Qing Ge's dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

The golden sword that shot out from the relics shot straight down at extremely fast speeds, leaving traces of golden light wherever it passed in the sky.

This sword can make people's souls fly away and even prevent them from entering the path of reincarnation.

Lin Heshan had a sinister smile on his face, and his eyes became increasingly red due to his excitement.

Soon.

The thorn in Ye Qingge's side is finally going to disappear.

Anyone who offends him will die.

Even the Eastern Emperor, who has repeatedly created miracles, is no exception.

Stab!

The moment the golden sword glided down and was about to penetrate Qingge's Tianling Cap, Qingge's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

Divine golden light flashed in his eyes, and two solemn and solemn Buddha statues seemed to loom in the depths of his eyes.

Qingge suddenly raised her hand and quickly grabbed the blade of the golden sword with lightning speed.

The sword blade cut through her palm, splitting her skin, and the golden blood glowed.

The golden sword is extremely fast and powerful. Qingge holds the hilt of the sword, and the golden sword is still pressing down.

Qingge's feet sank into the impregnable and hard ground of the altar, until both of her calves were submerged into the altar.

Qingge held the little bun in one hand and held up the huge golden sword in the other.

Her eyes gradually regained focus and consciousness, and a proud and otherworldly smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Mother!" Little Baozi was extremely excited, with joy in his eyebrows and eyes.

Little Baozi hugged Qingge's neck tightly, and tears continued to flow from his eyes, covering his cheeks.
Chapter completed!