Everyone looked at each other and thought it was very strange.
Snake Burial felt the strong wind and ice coming towards his face, but he didn't think so. The mere Four Swords Spiritual Master would only be his defeat.
He was just curious about how Ye Qingge forced Yong Yesheng to this point.
However, when the terrible strong wind swept up Snake Burial and threw him high into the sky, the ice froze him.
The snake was buried in the ice and motionless. He stared at Qing Ge with wide eyes, feeling chilled to the bone and feeling helpless and frightened.
He, a Six Sword Spiritual Master, had no ability to resist Ye Qingge? How is this possible!
Not only was the snake buried, everyone around was shocked. Logically speaking, the Six Swords Spiritual Master was the strongest practitioner in the Four-Star Continent, possessing the power to destroy a city. Qing Ge now faced two Six Swords Spiritual Masters.
, it’s so easy to solve it, it’s incredible.
Qingge glanced sideways at the snake burial.
She Fang is a member of the Four Star Palace, and killing her after her identity is exposed will trigger a conflict between her and the Four Star Palace.
However, now that the matter has come to this, I am afraid Snake Burial will not let Ye Qingge go in the future.
what should I do……
The cold wind blew by, causing ripples to appear in the purple eyes.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, Qing Ge curled his lips, flicked his fingertips, and a black light flashed into Snake Burial's body.
That's fine.
Qingge's eyes looked at Yong Yesheng, who gradually became suffocated, and the range of his struggling movements became much smaller.
Qing Ge threw Yong Yesheng to the ground. The moment Yong Yesheng struggled, the ice swept in like a wave, tightly wrapping Yong Yesheng. Clusters of moonfire burned and jumped in the sky.
"The first Yong Ye Sheng appointed the city lord three hundred years ago. At that time, he made a rule that from now on, every city lord cannot change his name when he takes office and must be called Yong Ye Sheng. Who would have thought that he did not
die."
As the clear voice of Qingge sounded, the face of Yong Yesheng under the ice gradually became distorted.
In front of others, he is elegant and gentle, and he is also a kind city lord, full of benevolence, justice and morality. However, when his secret is made public, when his ugly dark side is revealed, he will collapse, despair, anger and hatred.
Qing Ge turned his back to Yong Yesheng and said calmly: "Three hundred years ago, the alchemist He Ru disappeared out of thin air without a trace. In fact, He Ru was tied up by the first Yong Yesheng, locked up in a secret room, and forced He Ru
After refining the elixir that allowed him to live forever, He Ru finally refined the resurrecting potion. The resurrecting potion could extend his life, but when taking the resurrecting potion, he had to suck human blood.
, Otherwise, his appearance and body cannot be maintained."
After hearing this, everyone was shocked. They felt that it was unheard of that such a thing could happen in the world, and that someone could survive for three hundred years.
"Every night when the city lord of Luohua City takes over, he will be killed by him and his blood will be sucked. After that, he will disguise himself as the city lord and use the resurrecting potion to hide the truth. As far as I know, as the city lord,
He has been a master for three hundred years." Qing Ge's eyes were fierce and his voice suddenly rose, "Every half month he drinks all the blood in an adult's body. In the past three hundred years, countless people have been killed by him.
After all, his immortality was built by countless innocent people using bones and flesh. As the lord of a city, you have the faith of all Dawn people and cultivators in the Four-Star Continent. In their eyes, you are a god!"
Qingge turned her head, looked at Yong Yesheng, stretched out her hand for a moment, and suddenly, the Mingwang Sword appeared in her palm.
Qing Ge clutched the Mingwang Sword tightly and walked slowly towards Yong Ye Sheng, "Yong Ye Sheng, your duty is to benefit the people in the city and the four stars, but you kill innocent people and cultivators for your own selfishness. What a crime you have committed."
There are too many to write down, but they are more than just executions. In order to hide people’s eyes and ears, the people you kill usually come from different places, but they are all in the four empires. As the four kings, how can I watch you prey on the common people? Today,
It’s the day when you pay for your blood debt and live forever in the night. Go to the underworld to atone for your sins. The people you killed are all waiting for you. Did you see it?”
Qingge smiled strangely like a devil. The Mingwang sword glowed coldly under the blue sun. She raised the Mingwang sword high. The moment the sword fell, blood spattered three feet, and Yong Yesheng's head was missing.
The blood flows on the ice, and the ice that freezes the eternal night melts into water.
Yongye never closed his eyes, his eyes still wide and bloodshot.
After his death, a layer of skin fell off his face and returned to its original appearance.
The old skin was cracked and wrinkled with countless seams, the blood was black, the body was stiff and tight, and it was bone-chilling cold.
Seeing this, everyone finally believed Ye Qingge's words.
This man is not a city lord, but a monster who has lived for three hundred years.
When Yong Yesheng's vitality was withdrawn, Ye Qingge knelt on the ground weakly. She looked around and at the sky in confusion.
This day is so beautiful.
The scenery outside the forest is like a painting, ignoring the strong smell of blood, there is a faint fragrance in the air.
There are willows and peach trees planted next to the lake.
Qingge opened her eyes, tears streaming from her eyes, and she weakly raised her hands to wipe away the tears on her face.
Why is there a bit of reluctance to give up?
He had waited for three hundred years, but felt that this moment came too quickly.
"Little girl, don't be brave in everything. Dignity is not worth a few dollars, but life is more important. It is a good thing to value love and justice, and you can survive by being selfish occasionally. Did you see it when I used the ice element just now? If I use it this way, my ability will be stronger
, as well as spiritual power and dark elements, I will give you the remaining power of my soul. In the future, when you go to higher places, you can tame stronger monsters."
"Hey, I also want to see what the flame dragon looks like after it wakes up, and tell the swamp beast in the realm of nothingness to talk less. It's been so noisy all day long."
"..."
Nightmare talked a lot, from south to north, and even he himself didn't know what he was going to say.
He once walked in the mortal world, and this journey lasted three hundred years.
He is a sad person who hides in the shadows, but he loves the sunshine especially.
He was born for hatred, and that boundless hatred kept him in this world.
Because of hatred, he has never seen the scenery or the beautiful girl in three hundred years.
The purple color in Qingge's eyes slowly disappeared.
His eyes were as dark as night and as clear as spring water, overflowing with a bit of sadness.
In her spiritual world, the sound of breath resounded.
"You are a fool who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. You say that the life and death of others have nothing to do with you. You are not a gentleman who talks about justice and morality. You are a ruthless villain. In this case, why should the system of the Mercenary Association be so caring? Why should you draw a sword to help when there is injustice? Why bother?
I hold a white radish given to me by a little baby and keep it sealed with ice, unwilling to let it rot."
"Girl, we have to see you again, and suddenly I feel a little reluctant to leave you."
It's a pity that he was born with hatred, and the moment the hatred dissipated, he was no longer alive.