Gu Rongzhao and others were gloating and sarcastic, while Ye Jingfeng, Xiao Richen and other four princes looked extremely ugly.
Night Jing Feng covered Little Baozi's eyes and blocked his ears.
"Lin Heshan, you are going too far!" Jiang Huaishan gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Huaishan rushed to the altar with weapons in hand.
Xiao Richen narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand suddenly, contracted his fingers and grabbed Jiang Huaishan's shoulder, pulling Jiang Huaishan back.
"Xiao Jun?" Jiang Huaishan turned around.
Xiao Richen looked at the altar, "There is the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array of the clan outside the altar! When Lin Heshan, an old fox, opened the Wan Zong Sword Array, he ordered his soldiers to activate the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array. Once the array was opened,
The altar is covered, and people outside the formation, even if they have the ability to reach heaven, cannot get in. It seems that Lin Heshan learned a lesson and learned from the experience in southern Sichuan. This time, the plan is flawless, which is really surprising."
"Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array..." Jiang Huaishan took a breath, Lin Heshan was a wily one after all.
The conspirator in the realm of gods, Gu Rongzhao is still a little witch, and the real big witch is Lin Heshan.
It was only in these years that becoming the Grand Protector of the clan made Lin Heshan gradually relax, and because Ye Qingge was a female, Lin Heshan took it lightly.
Shunan suffered a loss and resigned as the Great Protector, which made Lin Heshan angry. Although he was angry, he was also very sober.
If he does not underestimate the enemy, Ye Qingge will undoubtedly die.
Lin Heshan stood at the altar, his body upright, smiling at Ye Qingge who was struggling and in pain, intending to appreciate her painful expression before she died.
For Lin Heshan, it was simply a wonderful dance.
Because of the presence of the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation, the Dongzhou team could not go up to the altar and could not do anything. They could only quickly heal Long Shitian, Liu Yaner and others.
Ye Jingfeng was furious and glared at Lin Heshan fiercely, but he had to take good care of the little bun.
On the altar, his daughter stumbled in the wind, her scarlet gown was like a sudden flash of fire, and those two lines of blood and tears made her heart twitch in pain during the night terror.
His daughter, at the perfect age, has experienced all the sufferings of the world.
People's hearts are sinister, world events are unpredictable, and there are many obstacles in the journey.
Ye Jingfeng's eyes were red. No matter how iron-blooded and righteous a man was, seeing his daughter suffering so much pain, he was willing to become a demon and put down the sword named Justice Haoran.
Qingge stumbled into the golden light. The golden light that filled the sky was like a burning flame, completely covering Qingge and burning her fragile body.
Above Qingge's head, the relic appears faintly, the Buddha's light shines, and the breath is sacred and solemn.
The so-called Buddha's light can crush all evils, including Ye Qingge.
Qingge gave up the struggle and endured the burning of fire and the baptism of light.
She was like a ghost walking on Naihe Bridge, her light of hope had been extinguished and she was only looking forward to that bowl of soup.
The scorching hot Buddha's light can burn the light song into ashes.
The ends of her hair lit up with golden fire.
Her skin was cracked and scarred by the light.
"Girl! Wild girl! Ye Qingge..." No matter how Fengqi screamed in the spiritual world, Qingge still had no response.
"Mother!"
A small milk sound sounded, and Qingge's ears twitched slightly.
Little Baozi broke free from the shackles of Ye Jingfeng and ran towards the altar with his short legs.
"Ye'er, no!" Ye Jingfeng hurriedly called to Xiao Baozi.
As Xiao Richen said, the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation has been set up on the altar, which is as thick and powerful as the barrier. Even super-strong practitioners cannot break through this formation.
When the little bun stepped on the minefield of the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array, he saw the formation of dark flashes of purple lightning emerge. Around the formation, the purple electric dragon opened its bloody mouth and roared, revealing its terrifying white fangs.
A series of golden talismans hung in all directions high above the altar.
"This stinky kid is really desperate for his life." Wang Qinghong sneered.
Wang Yunhe glanced at Wang Qinghong, then at the altar, thoughtfully.
Ye Qingge deserves to die for such oppression.
Even if he has the power to defy heaven, he will still die.
Ye's home in Nanzhou.
Ye Qingyi stood next to Ye Xuanji and chuckled, "Xuanji, is this the god you call?"
Ye Xuanji's expression did not change, she just looked at Qingge lightly, her cold, dark eyes reflecting the red light on the altar.
"There is another possibility that the relics of the ninth grade can wash away sins..." Ye Xuanji said softly and slowly: "You will become a god!"
Seeing that Ye Xuanji was still insisting on the theory of 'god', Ye Qingyi was very angry, pointed at Ye Xuanji, and said helplessly: "You, you, you are so stubborn, who can become a god by crossing you? Who can become a god by crossing the night?"
Become a god? This is completely impossible. Not to mention whether Ye Qingge becomes a god, her son is probably going to die in the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Formation."
On the other side, the four of them, Gu Rongzhao and others, looked at the little bun secretly.
"What a stinky kid who is looking for death." Zhang Jun said rudely.
"It seems that this child is going to die without us taking action." Lord Lin smiled, "This way, we also save time and effort."
"God helps me." Gu Rongzhao's cheeks showed a smile belonging to the winner, "God will destroy the Eastern Emperor."
Instead, he wanted to thank Ye Qingge for humiliating himself and allowing the God Lord to personally confer the title of East Emperor. After Ye Qingge's death, he would be the legitimate East Emperor.
The title Dong Emperor...
Thinking of this, Gu Rongzha felt relaxed and happy, extremely comfortable, and the cold hairs all over his body had spread out from the comfort and happiness.
Gu Rongzhao gathered his thoughts and looked at the little bun's figure seriously.
He wanted to take a good look at the miserable condition of Ye Qingge's son's death.
When the little bun was infinitely close to the altar, more and more purple electric dragons emerged from the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array.
There are nine purple electric dragons, and hundreds of golden talismans, as sharp as swords.
roar!
The nine purple electric dragons roared together, causing the whole world to tremble.
The purple electric dragons all flew towards the little bun.
With deep eyes, the little bun ran towards the huge sky net intertwined by the Lingtian Talisman Spirit Array.
Ordinary cultivators who are exposed to the thunder and lightning net of the formation will definitely die.
Therefore, many people's hearts were in their throats when they looked at such a magnificent and bloody scene.
A small and delicate child, a formation of light and shadow totem that is as scary as a doomsday scene.
That child is not even as big as the purple electric dragon's claws.
One claw seems to be able to crush it into minced meat.
At first sight, there was no fear in the child's eyes, only impatience.
He was afraid that something would happen to his mother on the altar.
He was afraid that he would be a step too late.
call!
boom!
Nine-headed dragons attacked the little bun.
Little Baozi's eyelashes were thick and long. He slowly raised his head, and the dragons opened their mouths as if they were going to devour him completely.
The nine-headed dragons collided together, electric light flashed, dust and smoke flew everywhere, and the formation skynet kept trembling.
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, it was a pity that such a cute child was buried in the formation like this.