Nan Xun never expected that with Mu Qing and the soldiers from the Eighteenth Hall nearby, someone would dare to use their swords and swords to make her blood splash.
However, even if a master like Mu Qing saved Nan Xun's leg, the Qingge Mingwang sword suddenly hit the ground. It was as solid as gold and the extremely hard cow flower ground stone was cut out by the sharp Mingwang sword.
Deep ravine, with billowing dust and smoke rising out of it, Nan Xun felt that he had just passed by the god of death, his soul was shocked, like a bolt from the blue, and his almond-blossom-like eyes were full of fear.
It is unimaginable that if such a shocking knife struck Nan Xun's leg, it would split her leg into two in just a moment.
Nan Xun was frightened for a while, and cold sweat ran down his back.
When Nanxun looked at Qingge in horror, Qingge did not pull the Mingwang sword out of the ravine. Instead, he clenched the handle of the sword tightly, pressed the tip of the sword against the deep ground of the ravine, and his whole body flew away.
He stood up, crossed his long legs across the sky, and hit Nan Xun hard on the side of the head with a whip.
Nanxun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body suddenly trembled, and he flew sideways, drawing an arc in mid-air before hitting the ground.
Qingge's body is like a flying swallow, and it flies out like a shooting star chasing the moon. It is like an arrow leaving the string, and its momentum is astonishing.
Qing Ge pulled Nan Xun's hair and smashed his cheek against the stone of the transmission formation platform.
Nanxun let out a scream of terror, and her demeanor as an elf princess had long since disappeared.
His face was full of pain, and his eyes and eyelashes were covered with blood.
Suddenly, the singer exerted another force and pulled his black hair back, forcing Nan Xun to raise his head, revealing a cheek full of blood.
Qing Ge stepped on Nan Xun's shoulder, leaned forward slightly, and said with an evil smile: "Now that you're kneeling down, call me grandpa to spare your life."
Than humiliating people? She has never lost before.
The goddess was someone she held dear to her heart, how could she be deceived by Nan Xun.
The goddess has her own stubbornness. Even though a decree demoted the goddess to a lower-class elf, she still has no regrets.
How can such a good goddess be trampled by others?
Qingge's eyes turned blood red, and the overwhelming anger and murderous intent seemed to turn into a hurricane sweeping the world. Even the stable teleportation formation platform seemed to be shaking at a very small level in the strong wind.
"How outrageous! Stop!" Mu Qing was furious, and three thousand soldiers swarmed away, all pointing their swords at Qing Ge.
There was finally a hint of anxiety in the goddess' calm expression.
"Qingge..." Jie Bilan's eyes were moist and her thin lips were pursed tightly.
She smiled loudly while singing softly, her silver hair flying in the wind, and looked back with a smile, evil and cruel: "Lord Mu Qing, take your people down, otherwise, the next moment, this princess will be dead."
While speaking, the Mingwang Sword in the Qingsong was placed across Nanxun's neck, and it was tightly attached to Nanxun's delicate skin.
As long as she exerts more force, the beauty in front of her will be dismembered.
Nanxun's fear reached the extreme. The cold feeling of the blade on his neck made Nanxun's body tremble like chaff.
Qing Ge held the knife in one hand and grabbed Nan Xun's chin with the other. Looking at Nan Xun's face full of wounds, she laughed cruelly and said, "Your Highness, are you afraid of death?"
"What do you want to do...I am the princess of Shenyue City!" Nanxun said sharply, and his voice was trembling due to fear.
Qingge raised her head and smiled coldly, then lowered her head and looked at Nanxun coldly, and kicked Nanxun's cheek with numerous wounds.
"How about princess? I want you to die at the third watch, but you have the life to live until the fifth watch?"
Just as Qingge was kicking him over, Mu Qing made a gesture, and the three thousand and eighteen Shenyue Guardian soldiers all moved forward, with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and the cold light was clear and dazzling!
Just when they all moved towards Qing Ge, Qing Ge's Mingwang Sword once again stuck to Nan Xun's neck.
"Who dares to move forward?"
A cold shout startled three thousand soldiers.
Qingge suddenly looked at Mu Qing: "If the princess's life is lost, I'm afraid it will be Master Mu Qing's fault."
Mu Qing's face was livid. It was unimaginable that a cultivator in the Star Realm could have such explosive power and dare to make trouble in Shenyue City!
Qingge kicked Nanxun again, and Nanxun was forced to kneel in front of the goddess. Qingge stepped on Nanxun's back with his soles, forcing Nanxun to kneel down and kowtow.
"That's enough, no more insults!" Mu Qing shouted.
"Insult?" Qingge raised her eyebrows and said with a coquettish look in her eyes: "Master Mu Qing, your highness the princess is ignorant, I am teaching her moral character."
Mu Qing's complexion became darker and darker, like the bottom of a pot, and she narrowed her cold eyes, as sharp as a sword.
Qingge stuck the Mingwang Sword on the ground, knelt down, moved gently and carefully, and picked up Xie Bilan.
Xie Bilan looked at the side of the woman's face and shed a stream of tears.
In this world, I'm afraid there is only one person like this who will risk his life to maintain her worthless dignity.
"Why are you crying?" Qingge frowned and rubbed her cheek against the goddess's face, wiping away the tears that had just fallen.
Mu Qing caught the flaw and was about to take action when he saw the King Ming's sword inserted on the Niuhua ground stone move slightly, it was pulled out of the ground, and the sword was pressed against Nan Xun's Tianling Cap.
This move once again stopped Mu Qing and the three thousand soldiers guarding the capital.
Qingge held Xie Bilan in her arms and looked at Mu Qing with a smile: "Master Mu, farewell."
Just as he was about to step into the teleportation formation, he saw a figure flying past.
The man was wearing a green python robe, and when his body flew past, it seemed like a python was coming out of its hole.
He is one of the ten kings of the Divine Moon Palace, the king of the five palaces and the king of the Thunder Palace.
The King of the Five Halls of Thunder God has a broken arm, and the sleeves at the broken nose are not real, swinging back and forth with the strong wind.
Qing Ge remembered this person. When Yun Shuishui appeared, the King of Thunder God Temple was among the people sent by Shenyue City to Qinglian.
At that time, the atmosphere was tense, and Demon Lotus and Yun Shuishui were as powerful as fire and water. The King of Thunder God just said a word for Yun Shuishui, and one of his arms was cut off by Demon Lotus.
The King of Thunder God Temple was furious when he saw Qing Ge.
With the Demon Lotus around, the King of Thunder God would not dare to take action, but now that the Demon Lotus is gone, the God of Thunder will blame Qing Ge for the broken arm.
"You hurt me, Princess Shenyue, for being so rampant, so wanton, and not knowing what to say. You bastard girl, I will teach you how to behave today!"
The King of Thunder God is not in vain. The reason why he dare not breathe in front of the Demon Lotus is because the Immortal Demon God is too powerful.
The King of Thunder God came stepping on the black clouds, and there were lightning and thunder in the clouds, just like before the storm.
The arms were spread out, and there were green pythons intertwined with each other. The python opened its bloody mouth and had fangs like a wolf. The snake was not brown, but a bolt of lightning and fire.
The king of the Thunder Temple has a lifespan of five thousand years. When he is seven years old, he gains the power of thunder and lightning and practices thunder and lightning.
After five thousand years of understanding of thunder and lightning, the Thunder God King became all-powerful among the elves.
Heavenly magic is not unique to the demon realm.
Among the thousands of races in the Nine Realms and above, as long as they are not human races, they can understand the four great heavenly arts.
Snow, thunder, lightning, wind...
Thunder and lightning are not one kind, but two kinds of heavenly arts.
This King of the Thunder God Temple controls two kinds of heavenly arts.
When the King of Thunder and Lightning Palace came with a killing intent, the two giant cyan pythons on his arms rushed out and went straight to Qingge.
The giant python's body was wrapped with hissing blue lightning, and there was also a deafening rumble of thunder.
Listen carefully, the thunder comes from the belly of the Thunder God King.
Qingge became alert, black clouds were overwhelming the sky above her head, destroying the city, thunder and lightning were like dragons, and green pythons had fangs, but she stood on the Niuhua stone, holding Xie Bilan across her arms.
Xie Bilan put her hands around Qing Ge's neck, raised her face, and her light green eyes like agate gems reflected a scene of the end of the world.
Lightning, thunder, storm, dark night.
"Qingge, don't worry about me, let's go quickly..." Xie Bilan said urgently, trying to push Qingge away, but Qingge hugged her tightly, like a majestic mountain, letting the rain and wind blow, but it didn't move at all.
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After a long time, the goddess looked at Qingge with red eyes.
Qingge raised her head and smiled, a look of fanaticism gradually appeared in her eyes!
"What a thunder and lightning. I would like to try my thunder and lightning power to see if I can compete with them!"
Qingge did as he was told, resolutely, and immediately walked up to the aventurine with his feet on the floating clouds. He quickly and gently placed Jie Bilan in the aventurine's arms.
"King Qinglian, take good care of my girl."
Aventurine wanted to resist, but when he heard Qingge's fiery and arrogant words, he stopped moving, lowered his head and stared at Jie Bilan with big eyes.
The eyes of the goddess are very beautiful. Most of the elven women have jewel-like eyes, but they give people the impression that they are only superficial.
The eyes of the goddess illustrate what it means to be an arrogant and noble elf. Even if she is stuck in the mud, even if she is kneeling on the ground, she still cannot hide her unparalleled splendor.
The goddess blinked rapidly, even though she was worried about Qing Ge, her heart could not stop beating.
first……
This is the first time to be so close.
My heart is about to fly out.
willing...
I would rather die in his arms like this.
Aventurine's embrace is a tomb, where he was buried before he died.