One of them wore a cloak and had purple eyes like a demon.
Ji Yue once said that the guardians of the nine realms also have ranks.
The Four-Star Continent is a low plane, and the guardians of the nine realms she comes into contact with are considered the weakest level.
Therefore, when her power was intensified by the blood demon, something magical happened.
She withstood the pressure of the guardians of the nine realms and even killed one person.
But the guardians of the Nine Realms are the strongest existences in the world. There are strict levels and barriers in the Nine Realms.
The person who just spoke was the purple-eyed man at the head. The man was wearing a purple robe, stepping on fireworks, and had a tall figure.
The moment he appeared, the entire Longfeng Mountain was crumbling, and the pressure was released, covering everything. Everyone was prostrate on the ground, their legs were bent, and they worshiped him.
The knife in the soft singer was stuck on Longfeng Mountain. She straightened her back and her legs kept shaking, but she refused to kneel down.
The pressure becomes more and more terrifying.
Those red pupils seemed to burst, the whites of the eyes were filled with blood, and the black mist in the eyes became more and more terrifying.
The rare green light deep in his eyes disappeared completely the moment the guardian of the nine realms appeared.
There is only killing and slaughter.
She smiled like a monster, letting the pressure come on her, letting her body hurt, and never knelt down.
She would rather break her legs than kneel down.
Qingge gritted her teeth and raised her jaw slightly, the fog in her eyes getting worse and worse.
The purple-eyed man gradually approached her, and every step was accompanied by a higher level of pressure.
This kind of pressure is completely unbearable for Qingge now.
The man didn't even need to take action, just with coercion, he could crush Qingge's body and push her soul into the abyss.
"No wonder you dare to kill the guardian of the Nine Realms. It turns out you have some skills. Ye Qingge, this incident has angered the Nine Realms. You can't live anymore." The man's voice was stern and he stopped in front of Qingge.
The other guardians of the nine realms will surround Qingge.
Under the pressure, Mo Xie lay down in the snow, and no one else could stand up.
He could only sing softly, his legs were shaking crazily, but his face was calm.
"Nine realms running dogs?" Qingge's eyes turned red, and she sneered at the guardian of the nine realms.
Hearing Qing Ge's words, the man became angry, his pressure strengthened again, his strength rose like the wind, and he rushed towards Qing Ge.
"You stubborn thing, your soul has been swallowed by the blood demon, and there is no need to exist anymore." The man said, "You are only living in this world to endanger the lives of people in the world."
Qingge Zhen flew out, she opened her eyes wide, black mist shrouded her eyes, and the scene in front of her seemed to be covered by scarlet.
The smell of blood flowing in the wind and snow made her want to inhale it all.
The evil color is getting redder and redder.
Just as she was about to land, a figure came over.
The black wings on Ye Jingjing's back fluttered, and she was in front of Qingge in an instant, holding Qingge in her arms.
The purple-eyed man looked at Ye Jingjing, his brows furrowed in the cloak, "You can actually resist the pressure of me. Are all the people in lower planes so strong now?"
Ye Jingjing hugged Qing Ge and shed two lines of clear tears, "Sister."
Qingge remained motionless, her body falling stiffly into Ye Jingjing's arms.
There was only blood mist in front of her, her soul was swallowed up by the killing, she could not hear Ye Jingjing's cry and Yan Xiaoqi's cry, she could not see the loving and loving eyes of Ye Qingtian, Grandpa and others.
All she knew was that the blood demon she had controlled and defeated had awakened again.
"Song..."
Mo Xie's eyes turned red. He lay on the ground and looked at Qing Ge from a distance.
He tried so hard to protect her, but a few words from the Guardian of the Nine Realms angered the blood demon in her heart.
Someone walked up to Longfeng Mountain, but as soon as he appeared, he was beaten to the ground by coercion.
It's the darkness and the shadow of flowers.
Mingyou held a huge brocade box in her hand.
He knelt on the ground and looked at Qing Ge, his eyes wide open in shock.
The white part of Qingge's eyes gradually turned red.
Ming You's heart trembled and she shouted, "Qing Ge, look what this is. This is the pear blossom cake you made for Dong Ling. He has been reluctant to eat it. In the palace, Dong Ling left a letter saying that even if he
Don't be sad even if he dies, otherwise he will go to Huangquan Road without resting in peace and singing softly!"
The red color stopped spreading.
Qingge turned her head mechanically and looked at Mingyou in confusion.
The pressure from the guardians of the nine realms was too terrifying. Mingyou spoke loudly despite the pressure, almost losing half of his life.
"Ah——" Ye Jingjing screamed.
The purple-eyed man waved his hand, and several sharp blades of light flashed out of his sleeves, hitting Ye Jingjing's black wings.
Ye Jingjing hugged Qing Ge. Her body was a little small, so she could only wrap her wings around Qing Ge.
Miraculously, Ye Jingjing's wings actually withstood the pressure.
All the injuries were borne by Ye Jingjing, singing softly in her arms without feeling any pressure.
These black wings appeared during Ye Jingjing's practice, like the awakening of some kind of bloodline, and like a demon...
Ye Jingjing's face was covered with scars, and her trembling hands caressed Qing Ge's cheek.
Qingge's pupils no longer have the distinction between red and white, only red remains.
It's like blood is flowing, without focus, so empty.
Under the man's attack, Ye Jingjing's body kept shaking, blood spurted out of her mouth, and her chin was covered in blood.
"Sister, can you come back?" Ye Jingjing burst into tears, crying like a child.
No, she is a child.
Qingge opened her eyes, slowly raised her hand, and wiped away the tears on Ye Jingjing's face, "Don't be afraid, my sister will protect you."
In a word, Ye Jingjing cried even harder, almost wailing.
Qingge opened the wings with both hands, stood up, and withstood all the pressure alone.
Coercion and blades of light were overwhelming, coming from all directions.
When her bloody eyes saw Ye Jingjing's bloody wings, she became even more horrified.
She walked towards the man despite the pressure, digging a deep hole with every step she took.
"Qingge!" Ye Qingtian shouted.
Grandpa couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
So many people who cared about her were helpless and watched her get injured in the wind and snow.
The terrifying scarlet eyes were like two deep red holes.
Inside the cave, there was a surge of blood.
Mo Xie looked at her and felt heartbroken.
The dignified man's face was filled with tears.
His heart was aching.
Such a nice girl.
She is so nice.
Mo Xie lay on the snow and slowly crawled towards Qingge.
The wind and rain are with you, never leave or give up.
Even if it's the road to hell, let's go through it together.
Even if there is no light in the sky and earth, and there is chaos and darkness, don’t be afraid.
They all stayed with her.
"Get rid of her, it's time to leave. If she lives, the cultivators in the Four-Star Continent will be in danger." The purple-eyed man said softly. He turned his back to Qingge and no longer looked at Qingge.
There is no need to look at a dying person.
All the guardians of the nine realms released their pressure at the same time, singing softly, their eyes almost splitting, and their bodies trembling.
Countless light blades struck at Qing Ge, crushing her and tearing her apart!
The snow is blowing heavily and the wind is roaring.
The people on Longfeng Mountain were horrified, their eyes widened in astonishment, and their hearts seemed to be in their throats.
At the critical moment, a mysterious and powerful force pushed back the majesty and shattered the light blade.
A red figure slowly descended.
Unparalleled elegance, with strange eyes and sinister eyes.