Chapter 2218 The person who touches me is not kind, right?
Everyone's eyes fell on Dean Lin.
At this moment, there was a huge mountain so heavy on Dean Lin's shoulders that his bones were broken, his chest was depressed, and he couldn't breathe.
Long Shitian frowned and opened his mouth, but finally stopped talking.
All the elite members of the Wang family clan were mobilized. If Ye Qingge died, how could Dean Lin and others stop them?
The second elder suddenly pulled out his long sword and slashed it down, cutting off a section of his little finger.
The second elder lowered his hands and allowed the blood to flow freely.
With his other intact hand, he lifted up his gray robe, knelt down solemnly, raised his old face, and looked at Dean Lin seriously and intently: "Dean Lin, I have no virtue and incompetence, and I am not worthy of heaven and earth.
Dean, please take good care of your disciples."
The second elder and the third elder looked at each other, their sharp blades flashed with cold light, and their weapons were swept out. Both of them had a broken little finger. Then they knelt down together, raised their heads and said the same words as the second elder, "We two, give way."
From now on, the position of Elder of Tiandi Yuan has nothing to do with Tiandi Yuan."
Dean Lin opened his eyes with tears filling his eyes. He helped the three elders up one by one.
"Dean Lin, please leave with your disciples," the second elder said.
Liu Yan'er had just unsheathed the Waning Moon Sword, but she slowly pushed it back.
She looked at Dean Lin and the others with confusion, unable to say a word, and the unspeakable melancholy lingered in her heart, as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle.
The three elders walked towards Qing Ge and stood in three different directions, in a protective posture.
Dean Lin took a deep breath. He glanced at the three elders gratefully, and then looked at Wang Qinghong, "Young Master Wang, please let go of the Heaven and Earth Courtyard."
This is the best solution. The three elders of Tiandi Yuan tried their best to save the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of Tiandi Yuan at the cost of cutting off their fingers. They also risked their own lives to sing through fire and water without hesitation.
In this way, Qingge has not been abandoned, and neither have the disciples of Tiandiyuan.
Long Shitian pursed his lips tightly, his nasal cavity sore.
Look, this is the Heaven and Earth Courtyard.
The elders of Tiandiyuan will never give up on any disciple.
Wang Qinghong was furious when he saw what happened in the Heaven and Earth Courtyard. "Do you think you can escape this disaster? Haha, what a wonderful thought. I will make the Heaven and Earth Courtyard cease to exist!"
"Come here, catch them all!" Wang Qinghong shouted angrily, and the royal palace's elite came across the wasteland to surround Tiandiyuan.
"Wang Qinghong, are you one of those villains who doesn't believe what you say?" Dean Lin said angrily.
"If all of you in the Heaven and Earth Academy died here, who would know that I don't believe my words?" Wang Qinghong smiled wildly.
Dean Lin finally understood that Wang Qinghong was playing tricks on them and had no intention of letting Tiandiyuan go.
"Break his legs and forehead." After Wang Qinghong said that, several burly elites with indescribable looks walked towards Dean Lin, and held Dean Lin's body on the left and right. One of them took out an extremely thick and hard iron rod.
, a stick hit Dean Lin’s knee from the front.
Click! Broken kneecap.
Two elite men forced Dean Lin to kneel down.
Wang Qinghong walked towards Dean Lin, took the iron rod from the elite hand, raised the iron rod high, and wanted to hit Dean Lin's Tianling Cap with the iron rod.
"Old man, are you worthy of being an enemy of the palace? You want to save Ye Qingge, but you don't know yourself and don't know your own strength?"
Wang Qinghong laughed unbridled, but his words were filled with blood, ridicule and contempt.
A trace of blood spread from the corner of Dean Lin's mouth. He raised his head and watched the iron rod fall, which was enough to crush his skull.
In an instant, a thunder exploded, the sound was like a rock shattering the sky, and the momentum came overwhelming, enough to shake the world and stir up the mountains and rivers all over the world.
Qingge opened her eyes, her dark green eyes as cold as the winter wind. She raised her hand, and the thousands of miles of wasteland on the hillside were suddenly sealed by ice.
Wang Qinghong still maintained the posture of holding the iron rod, but his arms and iron rod were sealed by frost.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Qingge, smiling wildly. Dear Queen Fengqi, can you finally hold back?
"No, it's not Fengqi." Nan Xueluo said calmly.
Wang Qinghong frowned. When he raised his eyes, he was stunned by the beautiful scenery.
You can see the wasteland at a glance, with frost and snowflakes flying everywhere, thousands of miles of wasteland, thousands of miles of silver.
She stood on the wasteland, her redwood attire was like fire, and her skirt was fluttering like the corner of a victory flag.
Her indifferent expression is the arrogance and nobility derived from her bones. She is not like a worldly thing. Her pair of ice-green eyes are like a night elf, or even more like an immortal in a god's palace, looking down on all living beings indifferently.
Qingge walked slowly towards Wang Qinghong.
"Qingluan, take her life!" Wang Qinghong was covered in cold sweat as if facing a formidable enemy.
It was clear that Ye Qingge was only a cultivator in the Star Realm, and he had already entered the Phantom Realm, but the powerful aura exuding from Ye Qingge's body made his liver and gallbladder tremble, and he was extremely frightened!
The Qingluan beast is not an ordinary beast, and destroying Qingge is not a problem.
Wang Qinghong just didn't believe it. Ye Qingge greedily accepted the two spirits of Xuanwu and Suzaku. He had already summoned the main body of Suzaku in the arena before, and this time he could also summon the super divine beast's main body.
Moreover, Ye Qingge is now at her weakest, and Ye Qingge's powerful and impressive aura just now was just an illusion.
Qingluan let out a long cry and swooped down, its sharp mouth spraying green flames, opening to the extreme, as if it wanted to swallow the song in one gulp before giving up.
"Qingge! Be careful!" Long Shitian shouted.
"Junior sister Ye!" the disciples of Tiandiyuan shouted urgently.
"..."
The biting and icy breeze passed by, and three thousand silver-white hair bloomed like snow lotuses on the Tianshan Mountains.
The red skirt is fluttering, and the green eyes are cold and thin.
In her eyes, apart from the blood, there was only an indifferent desolation.
She slowly raised her head, and the beautiful mythical beast Qingluan was reflected in her eyes.
She raised her left hand, and light bloomed between the slender white fingers. After two electric sounds, a crescent-shaped bow appeared in her hand.
The bow takes electricity as its shape and light as its power. This is the Divine Bow Shattering Edge.
The singer holds the divine bow and pulls the string with his right hand. When the string is pulled open, the light of the arrow appears.
Broken Edge Bow, Blue Light Arrow!
A blue-light arrow was shot out. In the sky, this green-light arrow was like a goddess scattering flowers, like a comet's stream of light, transforming into thousands of arrows, piercing the mythical beast Qingluan.
Countless green light swords penetrated the body of the divine beast Qingluan, and blood mist sprayed down.
The divine beast Qingluan let out a wailing sound and fell heavily to the ground, trying to fall in the direction of Qingge.
Qingge was indifferent and ruthless, and with one strike of Mingwang's sword, the light blade shot out of the air, splitting the divine beast Qingluan into two.
When the blood rained down, Qing Ge raised her hand, holding the rouge umbrella that Master Jin Chan had refined for her.
Not a trace of the blood from the torn body of the mythical beast Qingluan was on her body.
She was smiling and elegant, holding a rouge umbrella in her hand. The jade-like sound at the end of the umbrella rib was crisp and sweet, and it was really nice to hear.
"Young Master Wang, is it not very kind to touch my people while taking advantage of my inheritance?" Her voice was clear and cold, but it was extremely cold.