The Nine-tailed Blood Luan is the contracted mount of the four dark palace masters in the Sky Domain.
Only the golden shadow covering thousands of miles can restrain this mythical beast.
In the entire Beast Sect, no one can tame the Nine-tailed Blood Luan.
The god is using her.
A cold smile spread across Qingge's lips.
If she tames the Nine-tailed Blood Luan, she will make wedding clothes for others.
If she is not tamed, imprison her in another way. When the time comes, spread the word, blame it on a general who guards the dungeon of the heavenly beasts, and behead him. It is said that this person is responsible for the gilded three-tailed green Luan and the nine-tailed Xueluan.
Huanying made a mistake, which led to her death at the hands of Nine-tailed Xue Luan. In fact, she was not dead. Fang Yu always wanted to use the old-fashioned method to make her become the second Yan Bingtong, with her wings broken and tied with ropes.
, Twenty Years in the House with Wolves.
The strength of the God Lord is unpredictable, so he should be worthy of Jiu Ci, but he is just afraid of the Nine Realms behind Jiu Ci.
If she 'died' in the Nine-tailed Blood Luan, it would all be a misunderstanding caused by a young general's misunderstanding of the gilded flower. Even if Jiu Ci was furious, it would not help the matter. If he talks about going to heaven, the Lord of God is just taking possession of it.
Reasonable.
Fang's prison system was exhausted, just to satisfy his dirty thoughts.
Qingge smiled coldly.
The Divine Lord has taken away the Nine-tailed Blood Luan for hundreds of years, but no tamer has ever tamed it but refused to kill it. Is it just because of the Nine-tailed Blood Luan's everlasting power?
If the Divine Lord and Fang Yu are of the same species, if she tames the Nine-tailed Blood Luan, she can enhance her own strength. Also, if she gives the Nine-tailed Blood Luan to the Lord of Darkness, will it help her unify the five continents?
Qing Ge looked at the Nine-tailed Xue Luan. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather as if he were looking at prey, a piece of fat dripping with oil.
In the gilded shadow of this thousand-mile land, Qingge didn't even have much room to stand. Looking up, he saw the terrifying eyes of the nine-tailed blood luan, as red as the moon.
The strong wind started to rise, so I sang calmly and sat down with my legs crossed, as motionless as an old monk sitting still.
Taming animals requires spiritual strength.
Taming Gaozong's divine beasts like the Nine-tailed Xueluan requires not only strong mental power, but also the key to communication with the beast.
A long time ago, when Qingge was still a young Xiantian realm practitioner, her purpose of taming animals was to crush them with force and use violence to fight violence.
But today, after staying in Wanjin Cauldron for ten thousand years, Qingge's heart has settled.
She only wants to communicate and communicate with the mythical beasts in an equal way.
On this spiritual bridge, she is no longer a blind and arrogant beast tamer to the east of the bridge, and the mythical beast to the west of the bridge is no longer aloof and full of blood.
They stood on the bridge of equality, like old friends they had not seen for many years, chatting about the unknown past over a pot of wine, a mouthful of meat, and a breeze.
Such calmness and gentleness are just like the light frost and mist in late autumn, stroking away a trace of the violent spirit of the Nine-tailed Xueluan.
Just when the wind and waves were calm, a sharp chirping sound suddenly sounded, but the Nine-tailed Xueluan opened its mouth, made a harsh voice, leaned down, and its hanging wings moved slightly, and all the feathers on its body turned into fiery red arrow light.
The blades rushed toward Qingge in dense numbers overwhelming the sky, as if they could pierce Qingge's heart with thousands of arrows.
She was as still as a mountain when she sang softly, like a master who had attained the Tao. In the vast world, facing the ferocious Blood Luan, she not only did not panic, but seemed to have entered a higher realm. She was neither a Buddha nor a Taoist nor an immortal, but an indifferent person.
A strong person who is detached and far away from the world.
The nine-tailed Xueluan opened its bloody mouth that could swallow up a city. When it leaned down, it brought up a hurricane. It opened its sharp mouth up and down and attacked Qingge. Above Qingge's head, it let out a sharp scream that made all ghosts tremble.
Voice.
Qingge was dressed in a white robe, with three thousand silver hair in a mess. She slowly opened her eyes, smiled slightly, her eyes reflected the throat of the nine-tailed Xueluan, Qingge said: "I stand in this world, with enemies from all directions, and I have been tempered countless times.
In the face of countless tribulations, mountains of swords and forests, the world will not collapse, I just want to live. Even if there are evil ghosts walking around in the world, demons wandering around, swarms of monsters, even if there are wolves and tigers around me, snakes and scorpions, my heart is full of blood, and people are starving everywhere...
However, I still want to live. In order to live, I am willing to build my flesh and blood into a city to protect the people. I am willing to use my flesh and blood to become food. I am willing to use my limbs and muscles as tree roots. I am willing to use my limbs and muscles as tree roots. I hope this vitality will continue to multiply.
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She said very calmly, the sky and the earth were rotating, the surrounding scenery was blurred, hazy, cloudy and misty, and the scene began to change.
She was sitting on the bridge, surrounded by countless black crows. There was no scorching sun or moon in the sky, and there were no green grass or red flowers on the ground.
In this world called Hei, she is like a sinner punished forever in the eighteenth level of hell, but Qingge calmly and indifferently looks at the nine-tailed Xueluan running towards her with murderous intent thousands of miles away.
"Instead of being imprisoned in the golden shadow, it is better to join hands with me to explore the true meaning of the end of the world."
Qing Ge smiled and looked at the giant creature in front of him.
The Nine-tailed Xue Luan stopped and devoured Qing Ge without further action.
Jiujie Xueluan's belly burst into jiejie's roaring laughter, mixed with a particularly hollow echo.
That laughter was full of ridicule and disdain.
"Evils wander around, and monsters swarm? How do you know that monsters cannot become immortals, how do you know that monsters cannot become Buddhas, and how do you know that evil ghosts do not practice Taoism? Human beings are eternally ignorant. You make a city out of flesh and blood, but the people in the city are not.
They want to dig up your flesh and blood and sell them to become rich. They drink your blood, eat your flesh, live in your bones, and dig up your limbs. They have done all kinds of bad things, but they blame all the sins on the evil ghosts. For the sake of a group of vulgar and selfish people.
Hey, you are really blind and ignorant when you think like this. People who don’t do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth! Do you understand!"
The Nine-tailed Blood Luan said sarcastically, snapping and scolding loudly.
"If all living beings believe in me, I will protect all living beings. If all living beings harm me, I will destroy all living beings."
Qingge said calmly, without too many ups and downs in her tone, or even with too much emotion, just so plain and peaceful.
Nine-tailed Xue Luan tilted his head, blinked his tomb-like eyes, and looked at Qing Ge curiously.
Another burst of laughter appeared, and red starlight filled the gilded space.
In the light, a figure appeared.
The man was a young boy with waist-length red hair, the ends of which were slightly curled up, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes, like the blood lotuses blooming slowly in the River of Forgetfulness. He was only wearing a slightly shorter red sweater and had nine tails standing high behind him.
Each tail is twice as long as his body.
The young boy folded his hands on his chest and looked arrogant. When he grinned, it seemed as if all the evil in the world was coming towards this place.
The young boy's eyes were full of murderous intent, "Humans will always say beautiful things, but unfortunately, I don't believe it, you humans don't have any good things."
I was wandering in my mind while singing softly, and suddenly I thought of a sentence: There is no good thing in a man.
For a moment, Qingge's emotions gathered together and she looked at the young boy.
The little boy has the cold and terrifying fangs of the Vampire clan on both sides of his mouth, making him look like a blood-eating little devil.
Then he saw the nine tails behind him suddenly swelling and wrapping around Qingge like vines.
The evil murderous intention in the little boy at this moment makes this world no longer lifeless!