Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, and fear suddenly emerged in his heart.
Feng Jin didn't understand. Ye Qingge was at best a sixth-level great spiritual master, and he was a first-star spiritual master. What's more, why would he be frightened and frightened in front of Ye Qingge, who had no true energy?
But at this moment, Feng Jin didn't even dare to look at her.
At this moment, Feng Jin seemed to understand why the dean and several elders placed their hopes on her.
She just lacks true energy now. When she rebuilds her true energy, it will be the day when the God of Death opens the door of hell to the human world.
When You'er returned to Liuyue Tower, she saw Qing Ge with a cold face and a terrifying aura. You'er was stunned.
Qingge sat on the chair with her eyes narrowed.
night God……
That man really had high hopes for him.
A journey to becoming a god?
In this age, in this world, there are vicious demons, cunning demons, and intelligent people, but there is no God.
God is a legendary existence.
For a moment, Qing Ge's expression changed drastically. He made a fist with his right hand and punched the table. His eyes were so angry that he almost spit out flames.
Looking for fun?
What was he going to do, was he going to have fun?
Qing Ge gritted his teeth. If he really didn't apply for three days, would he be in trouble?
Ji Yue, who was far away in the realm of death, was sitting on a chair. In front of her on both sides were the people of Ye Shen Palace, all of whom were quietly listening to Ji Yue's instructions.
Ji Yue is dressed in a black robe, with black hair hanging down, a hint of scarlet cinnabar between her eyebrows, and a pair of strange eyes. She has such an aura that she dominates the world and swallows up mountains and rivers.
However, at this moment, Ji Yue sneezed, he rubbed his nose and his expression changed.
The cultivators in Ye Shen Palace were stunned.
The way the palace owner sneezes is actually...a bit cute?
Ji Yue was puzzled.
Who is scolding him behind his back?
At the same time, a figure appeared on the periphery of the Death Realm. She stood with her hands behind her back, wearing a purple blouse, with blood-red silk hanging on both sides of her arms. Her waist was slender and soft and could not be grasped, and her beautiful eyes were watery but covered with a murderous intention.
With the cold air, she stood on the highest mountain in the Death Realm and looked towards the black and demonic castle in the Death Realm. On the top of the castle, a flag covered with blood glue read the word "Ye Shen" and was fluttering in the gusty wind.
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The corners of Bing Ling'er's mouth curled up, the cold winter melted into the spring breeze, and a smile appeared on Bing Ling'er's face.
"God, yes, the demon king is nothing. Only the identity of God can match you."
The next second, Bing Ling'er's eyes were deep and secretive, "Ye God? Ye Qingge's God? No, you are my God, my unique God. All the people in this world should be the souls in your hands, all of you
The light can only shine on me and dispel my darkness."
No one can compete for this glory and love.
The woman standing behind God can only be her!
Bing Ling'er laughed bloodthirstyly.
Finding Feng Wei Ling and marrying Ji Yue were the day she had dreamed of, and they were also the two things she had to do.
Crows fly across the sky, Bing Ling'er slowly walks toward the realm of death, and red silk flies in the dim realm of death, like a pair of gorgeous wings of a phoenix.
The smile on Bing Ling'er's snow-white cheeks is spreading and getting stronger.
She was walking towards the man she longed for, towards her God.
Suddenly, in Liuyue Tower, Qingge's temples were beating wildly, and there seemed to be a muscle in her brain that was twitching violently, pulling at her pain, suffocating her, and almost collapsed.
Qingge subconsciously cried out in pain, raised her hands and kept rubbing her temples.
Liu Yan'er suddenly stretched out her left hand to grab the whip, "The emperor governs the country with benevolence and righteousness, and all people in the world are equal. The royal family is not above all living beings. I have a brotherly relationship with Princess Mingyue, even if my status is not as good as Princess Jiuque, I will teach you a lesson.
A bastard born from a concubine, I’m afraid it’s okay, right?”
Liu Yan'er grabbed the long whip and threw it away. Tan Ruhua's body fell with the whip, and she immediately let out a piercing scream.