It's not just Qingsha Yao who has ups and downs in mood, but also Bi Xishuang.
The fundamental reason why Qing Ge started this battle was because of her and her missing child.
Bi Xishuang pursed her lips tightly, not knowing what to eat, her mood was complicated, and she was melancholy in every possible way.
Qingge looked back at Qingsha Yao and Ye Wuhen. The relationship between the two was getting deeper and deeper. Maybe her decision was correct.
If there were no Qingsha Demon, there would be no Ye Wuhen.
Although there is no blood relationship between Ye Wuhen and Ye Qingtian, Ye Qingtian also treats Ye Wuhen as his grandson.
"Have you finished eating?" Qingge asked.
Everyone nodded.
"Then let's go." Qingge said.
After saying that, Qing Ge turned around and walked out, followed by Ye Wuhen and others.
Bi Xishuang followed closely behind.
Qingge glanced at Bi Xishuang and frowned slightly, "Xishuang, your body..."
Not long after Bi Xishuang had the abortion, her physical condition was still very poor, and Wu Yu was staring at Bi Xishuang again...
"It's okay, let me go." Bi Xishuang smiled slightly and then said.
Qing Ge stared at Bi Xishuang and said nothing for a long time.
Seeing that Qingge didn't speak, Bi Xishuang was silent for a while, and then said: "Qingge, I want to... kill him with my own hands to avenge my son."
Bi Xishuang's voice was calm, but beneath the calm there were waves.
Qing Ge pursed her thin lips tightly and pondered for a moment, then her red lips moved and she uttered the word "good".
In the distance, smoke rises, and the battle is sudden and about to break out.
The 30,000 massacre troops all rushed towards the mountain. Among them, the Xingtian formation deployed by the Xingtian team took the lead. The aura giant summoned by Lin Chong was as strong as a tall building. Everything it passed was razed to the ground.
, and then there are the five thousand cultivators who have contracted with high-level magical beasts.
These practitioners all belonged to the Slaughter Army. They followed the Xingtian Giant and rushed towards the three generals Jialan, Li Canglang, Xu Yan and Yang Zhi, controlling the Slaughter Army with ease.
By the time Qingge arrived, the battle was in full swing, with the Slaughter Army and the Black Demon Guards clashing, and blood splattered everywhere.
The Black Demon Guard is indeed powerful, but among the massacre army under Qingge, five thousand of them are contracted with high-level magic beasts. The strength of the high-level magic beasts is comparable to that of a Yi Sword Spiritual Master.
Not only that, because of the monster itself, it is extremely violent. Even if it fights an ordinary one-sword spiritual master practitioner, its explosive power is much stronger.
Basically, the final winner will be the high-level monster.
At the foot of the mountain, a pair of soft boots stopped.
The woman was wearing a dark gown, with a cold complexion, a pair of narrow eyes, and the ends of her eyes were naturally raised, with an indifferent air of coquettishness.
She stood with her hands behind her hands, her three thousand white hair tied randomly with a red rope, looking lazy and dignified.
There was a faint smile on Qingge's lips.
She asked: "Qingsha, do you know who I am most afraid of now?"
"An Suyou?" Qingsha Yao asked.
In the entire Jialan, the five elders and the fifth elder's soul boy are already Ye Qingge's people. The second elder Shi Zhonghai and the fourth elder Kong Kong are also dead. The great elder Wuyu Dantian has been destroyed, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
The whereabouts of the third elder Xu Niansheng are erratic, and the only one who can make Qing Ge fearful is the dean An Suyou.
An Suyou's strength is that of the Four Swords Spiritualist. Even if Qingge's skills are incredible, it is still unrealistic for the Second Swordsman Spiritualist to defeat the Four Swords Spiritualist.
Qing Ge turned his back to Qingsha Yao and others and shook his head.
"Isn't it An Suyou? What is that?" Qingsha Yao was confused.
Singing quietly in silence, no longer talking.
The real enemy is not An Suyou, but the secret behind An Suyou and the Black Demon Guard. Only Lord Glory knows about this matter. Lord Glory knows who is the Dark Master who participated in the Black Demon Guard incident and cooperated with An Suyou.
who.
Lord Glory glanced at the blue sky, and there seemed to be blood mist emerging from the end of the sky.
Lord Glory asked: "Little guy, do you really want to continue?"
He was still hesitant and undecided. He reminded Ye Qingge and told her how powerful the dark master behind Jialan was. However, she was not afraid and even became more and more crazy.
From Jialan to sitting in the first four-star academy, for many years, no one has dared to say that Jialan was bloodied.
"Do you think there is still a way to turn back?" Qingge sneered, moved her legs, and walked towards the place of battle.
Jialan Ansuyou has joined the battlefield. This battle is almost a one-sided massacre between the Slaughter Army and the Xingtian team. However, when Ansuyou appears, the battle situation is different, and Jialan begins to fight back.
Everyone was furious.
There is no right or wrong, no good or evil, only the winner is the truth and the kingly way!
The Lord of Glory was speechless when he heard the soft song. Indeed, what can be done now that things have come to this, he can only rush forward like crazy, never retreat, never be weak.
The three generals Li Canglang were all Second Sword Spiritual Masters. Even if they contracted high-level magical beasts, the three of them could not fight An Suyou if they united as one.
An Suyou stood in the battlefield, one man standing in front of ten thousand others, sweeping through thousands of armies like a machete, abundant and rich spiritual energy burst out from his Dantian, any warrior who touched the spiritual energy blade would be killed or injured, especially
He is an invincible Xingtian giant on the battlefield.
An Suyou's eyes flickered, and the spiritual energy blade was released. The powerful spiritual energy giant immediately disintegrated and dissipated.
Lin Chong, who controlled the aura giant, spit out a mouthful of blood at the moment the giant split, and his body flew backwards. Due to the extremely strong impact, several ribs were broken, and his internal organs trembled.
Lin Chong was helped up, and the green-maned unicorn's little head poked out from Lin Chong's clothes. His big eyes blinked, watery, pitiful, and looked at Lin Chong with distress, as if tears were about to come out.
Lin Chong grimaced in pain, clutched his chest, frowned, and looked at An Suyou.
Once upon a time, he was also a student of Jialan...
In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to be quiet, everyone looked at An Suyou.
Behind An Suyou was Wu Yu.
In the vast sea of people, Wu Yu spotted Bi Xishuang at a glance. His fists clenched tightly subconsciously, and his mind started spinning at high speed.
That's his Xishuang.
At the same time, Bi Xishuang also saw An Suyou. Unlike An Suyou's lingering look, Bi Xishuang's eyes were filled with hatred.
She wished she could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
At this moment, the fighting is almost at a standstill.
Everyone looked at An Suyou.
One person traveling in Ansu is worth thousands of troops.
Even if the Jialan Black Demon Guard is not as powerful as the Slaughter Army and Xingtian Team, as long as An Suyou is around, the Slaughter Army will not be able to win this battle.
An Suyou looked at Qing Ge with his gray eyes, "With this little strength, do you dare to say nonsense and bloodbath me, Jialan?"
The woman has a strand of white hair hanging from her temples.
The soft singer hooked her hair in front of her shoulders and walked slowly towards the battlefield.
Her arrival brought joy to all the iron-blooded men of the Slaughter Army. She was their faith. As long as she was there, even if they fell into the gate of hell, they would have no regrets.
All the soldiers retreated to both sides to make way for her.
The Slaughter Army and the Xingtian Team all knelt down.
They shouted in unison, deafeningly: "Welcome my king, long live my king!"