In the past, even when faced with the Buddha's light shining from the relics, singing softly could force a clear consciousness.
Now, she couldn't see. There was only strong white light in front of her, which burned as soon as she opened her eyes. The pain from her pupils was unbearable.
Her mind could not calm down. Even at this moment, Qingge looked at who she was, but she only had one belief in her heart. She clenched the knife in her hand and killed enemies coming from all directions.
There were unpleasant words coming from the guests. Qingge couldn't understand it, but she felt that those words were like magic sounds rushing into her tense consciousness.
The frequency and speed of contractions of the Purple Moon Flower on the left chest decreased again.
The light song at this time is like a rootless duckweed, wandering on the endless deep sea, without hope, up or down.
She only knows that if anyone comes within three steps, the three swords will drink blood and beheaded instantly to eliminate them!
Divine Doctor Zhu and the others all backed away and looked at Qingge with frowns. Even Yun Shuishui was a little surprised.
The aura exuded by Qing Ge actually made the powerful immortals feel frightened.
Is that really a woman who is only twenty years old? Instead, she looks like a Shura from purgatory, a black and white impermanence crawling out of the river of bones and blood!
Yun Shuishui was very anxious. Seeing that Master Samsara had not yet made a decision, he walked up to Master Samsara's ear and whispered: "Husband..."
Master Samsara closed his eyes and said: "She is the Qing Emperor's woman, her life and death are not decided by us. Qingyuan Shen and I are good friends, how can we kill his daughter-in-law?"
"Don't we still have a few days? I will go to Qingyuan God and Demon God to discuss this matter together." Master Samsara said.
There were tears in Yun Shuishui's eyes. When he heard the words of the Master of Samsara, Yun Shuishui's brows became fierce and murderous, and there seemed to be a faint murderous intent in his eyes like the light of a sword!
"In that case, let's wait for the two gods Qingyuan to come. I just hope that the tragedy of the Dream tribe will not happen again. Otherwise, it will be another historic disaster." Yun Shuishui sighed.
"Wait a minute." Lin Zhuchong, the divine doctor of Zhu, said: "God of Clouds, God of Reincarnation, this woman's physical condition is very bad. I'm not afraid that within a few days, the poisonous plague will spread throughout the world. I implore the two gods to hurry up.
Make a decision. Once you make a decision, please burn it to ashes with the heart-killing fire. This is the blessing in the world."
"One day?" Master Samsara looked at Qing Ge and frowned.
"Coming and going to the Immortal Realm, Qingyuan God has important things to do. The Qing Emperor and the Demon God are both at the edge of Immortality. One day is not enough. If the poisonous plague spreads, the elves will... be completely finished!
"Yunshui Waterway.
"She's running away!" Among the guests, an elf pointed and shouted.
But I saw Qingge flying outwards, rushing forward, all the way.
"Husband!" Yun Shuishui said anxiously.
Master Samsara closed his eyes: "Do it."
How could things develop to such an extent?
The reincarnation master was extremely puzzled.
He has studied the name Ye Qingge for ten thousand years, how could it be destroyed in his own hands?
But the Thousand Poison Plague is not as good as others. Once it spreads, other races will be affected, not to mention the elves.
At this moment, the Master of Samsara could not see through the destiny of the people, and could not figure out the situation in front of him.
Even if the reincarnation master is unwilling to do this, the reincarnation master does not dare to gamble with the lives of tens of millions of people.
When Qing Ge rushed out of the palace, Yan Bingtong quickly caught up with her.
The seventh princess winked, and the palace soldiers rushed forward one after another to surround Qingge.
Hundreds of soldiers surrounded Qing Ge,
Qingge closed her eyes and stood among the soldiers in a long aqua dress, holding a Mingwang sword that was taller than an adult.
She couldn't hear clearly. She could only hear those noisy, ferocious and distorted sounds, like the roars of evil spirits in the abyss, which gave her a headache.
Those sounds turned into swords and penetrated her soul.
Qingge couldn't see, the strong white light was more terrifying than fire, burning her eyes crazily!
Qing Ge only felt that she was in shackles, and she wanted to break out of the shackles like crazy.
When the soldiers encircled and suppressed him, Qingge stopped.
"Can I... go out...?" Her voice was very soft and low, and everyone in the palace could hear her clearly.
The Seventh Princess gave a signal, and the soldiers, holding weapons in hand, swarmed forward and strangled Qing Ge!
At that moment, Qingge opened her eyes, a pair of blood-red pupils like glass, filled with all the evil in the world, but as beautiful as gems.
She is like the blooming blood demon flower, fighting freely between heaven and earth!
Suddenly, the knife slashed out, like a violent torrent. When the knife slashed, the red light flashed under the knife.
Countless blood demon flowers came out from the sword, cutting hundreds of people in half.
It was still red with joy, but it was full of blood.
They looked at Qing Ge in horror.
Qingge's eyes were only bloody and red.
Like a ruthless, cold-blooded beast, enjoying the pleasure of raining blood.
"Mother..."
Little Baozi, who was taking a nap with a pillow in Chiyan Mansion, suddenly opened his big watery eyes.
I don't know why, but there are tears flowing out of my eyes.
The color of the little bun's eyes gradually changed. They were no longer black. The hidden and mysterious eyes all appeared with the coquettish light blooming!
The little bun lifted off the soft quilt, as if he had fallen into the world of a devil.
Just now, he heard his mother's wailing, and his heart ached.
Seventh Prince's Mansion.
The sound of the wind is still, and the drop of a needle can be heard.
The Seventh Prince's Mansion was decorated with lights, blood was everywhere, and countless elves looked sideways at Qing Ge in shock.
Hundreds of soldiers, all cut in half!
What kind of terrifying ability is this?
The King of the Seventh Palace looked at Qingge from a distance and frowned.
"Everyone, let's do it," Yun Shuishui said.
The immortal warriors finally took action, occupying eight positions respectively, floating in the sky, and encircling Qing Ge.
Sing softly and stand among the enemies.
Facing the soldiers of the royal palace, Qingge can kill a hundred with one.
But in front of the immortal strong man, Qingge was powerless. Even if he tried his best and exhausted the blood demon's evil energy, his strength was still not enough!
Not enough! Far from enough!
The attack of the Immortal Powerhouses struck Qingge mercilessly, but Yan Bingtong stopped him alone.
Yan Bingtong held the Red Flame Scepter tightly, raised the Red Flame Scepter high, and her whole arm was ignited with the Red Flame Fire.
The power of the Immortal Power struck the scepter, and the red flame scepter broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Yan Bingtong retreated continuously, knelt on one knee, covered her chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"A mantis uses his arms as a chariot, and he does not overestimate his own capabilities." Yun Shuishui said coldly, but frowned: "Why did Chi Yan risk his life to protect this human woman?"
"Chi Yan! Get back! She is a poisonous plague person and will infect you with the disease!" Yun Shuishui shouted.
Yan Bingtong was dizzy, her body trembled slightly, then she vomited a mouthful of blood, and then she slowly stood up.
She glanced at the red flame scepter that was broken into two pieces, smiled bitterly, and walked towards Qingge.
Qingge slashed at anyone he saw. When he was keenly aware of Yan Bingtong's arrival, Qingge raised the Mingwang Sword in his hand and slashed it at Yan Bingtong's head!
"Chi Yan!" Yun Shuishui shouted angrily.
Yun Shuishui quickly took action, trying to catch Yan Bingtong back, but Master Samsara stopped Yun Shuishui.
"She has been dominated by the blood demon." Yun Shuishui said anxiously.
Master Samsara was still blocking Yun Shuishui, but he was looking at Qing Ge intently.
Qingge's sword is real, without any bells and whistles.
The King Ming's sword was raised high and slashed down suddenly!
"Ge'er, it's me, my mother..." Yan Bingtong had tears in her eyes. She didn't flinch in the face of Mingwang's sword. She just wanted to go to Qing Ge, hug the child, and protect her daughter.
The blood demon has always been in this child's body, but she never complained about pain or tiredness.
Yan Bingtong was born in Nirvana. If she can't protect her two children, what's the point of reviving her life?
Yan Bingtong smiled and cried.
The elves around were shocked to see it.
That knife was enough to split the mountain.
The blades erupted in bursts, the wind blew in the sky, and there was a hunting sound.
Yan Bingtong walked towards Qingge without hesitation, and the Mingwang Sword fell directly under her ear. When the Mingwang Sword was about to split Yan Bingtong's body into two, the blade fell on Yan Bingtong's head.
The wind lifted up several hair strands, but they were all cut off by the blade of King Ming's sword.
Seeing this, the hearts of the elves fell back to where they were before, and they breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"Mother... dear..." There was no warmth in the clear voice of Qingge.
At this point, all the elves were stunned and in an uproar.