The spirit girl born once every thousand years in the elves actually has a daughter, who is also a human being.
This news shocked all the elves in the palace.
Qing Ge's eyes were hollow, his brows were sharp, and his whole body exuded an aura of incomparable horror.
Today, she is not like a fragile human race, but a weapon from ancient times, which can open up the world, massacre cities and kill people, all at the flick of a finger!
King Ming's sword was placed on Yan Bingtong's forehead, and all the countless blades were drawn away.
Yan Bingtong grinned, crying with joy, and walked towards Qingge.
She stretched out her hands to hug Qingge, pursed her lips, and shed two lines of clear tears.
Everyone else was afraid of Qing Ge's vicious murderous intent, and even more afraid of her Thousand Poison Plague, but Yan Bingtong was not afraid, only feeling unspeakable heartache.
Such a good daughter, why is this happening?
It's like a sudden natural disaster that catches people off guard.
Yan Bingtong choked in Qingge's ear: "Silly boy, don't be afraid, my mother is here."
The woman in Yan Bingtong's arms no longer has any greenness or tenderness between her eyebrows, but is as cold and sharp as a sword. Even the wind around her has become sharp and sharp. The biting cold wind kills like a Shura battlefield!
With a clatter, Mingwang's sword fell to the ground, Qing Ge's eyes gradually became focused and no longer empty and cold.
She looked at Yan Bingtong's side face and smelled Yan Bingtong's unique fragrance, like the quiet wind in the empty valley, carrying the fragrance and blowing away all the murderous and vicious atmosphere.
Qingge smiled softly, hugged Yan Bingtong's body, came close to Yan Bingtong's cheek, and rubbed her cheek, like a newborn fragile little beast.
Seeing this, Yan Bingtong burst into tears, covering her entire face.
She ignored the pain caused by the attacks of dozens of immortals and only hugged her fragile daughter tightly.
"That's it..." Yun Shuishui looked at the mother and son hugging each other, her eyebrows darkened.
"Kill Ye Qingge and leave Chi Yan's life!" Yun Shuishui waved his sleeves and shirts lightly dancing in the wind. With a command, the immortals who were frozen in place took action again.
Taking action at this moment, there was no mercy at all, just forced Qing Ge to leave.
Yan Bingtong hugged Qing Ge tightly, and her whole body was ignited with red flames. The fire was more dazzling than the sun, covering the entire luxurious palace.
When the attack came, Yan Bingtong did not hesitate and blocked all the attacks with his flesh and blood.
The attacks from all directions were overwhelming, dense and eccentric, and not a single trace of the attack's aftermath fell on Qing Ge.
Even though three thousand people were killed in the palace and the wind roared, Qing Ge, protected by Yan Bingtong, was not harmed.
She tried hard to open her eyes and look at Yan Bingtong. In the strong and dazzling white light, she could only see the scarlet fire that colored the sky and half of the country.
"Mother..."
A sad tear fell from her beautiful eyes.
Even though he is made of steel and iron, there is only endless sadness left at this moment.
After years of exhausting struggle, I can no longer fight anymore.
She can carry up a piece of sky instantly with a sword, and can go on the road to becoming a god through hard work.
But when she finally got tired, those overwhelming responsibilities almost bent her back.
Yan Bingtong smiled, her lips and teeth were covered with bright red and sticky blood, and the coolness was strong, like a knife in the cold winter.
The Immortal Powerful Man's attack came down again, and Yan Bingtong once again used his body to protect Qingge.
An immortal and strong man can destroy an entire race.
The attacks of dozens of powerful immortals are enough to change the world.
Bang!
The door of the palace was split open by a long sword, and several figures swept in from the outside like meteors chasing the dark moon.
Aventurine's white robe was stained with dust, and his handsome and stern face was also stained with dust. When he saw Qingge trembling and stumbling, his eyes that had always been indifferent burst out with a strong murderous intention. This killing could break the sky.
Shatter the earth and eternity!
Dongfang Po frowned, his eyes filled with shock.
Dongfang Po, who usually plays and laughs, thinks he is not serious. After all, he is a disciple of the King of Medicine. There is no doubt about his superb level of medical skills. When he walked into the Seventh Prince's Mansion aggressively, he saw the mother and son who were surrounded by the immortal strongman, and smelled
There was a certain smell flowing in the air, and Dongfang Po's heart sank completely.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Dongfang Po shook his head violently, as if he was crazy, and staggered back a few steps.
Seeing Dongfang Po like this, the hearts of others suddenly fell into the abyss and abyss at this moment.
Dongfang Po frowned, his face turned pale, and he said in a panic: "Thousand Poison Plague, this is really Thousand Poison Plague, not fake..."
Jiu Ci gritted his teeth: "A bunch of bastards dare to bully my sister!"
Yan Yu's eyes turned red: "It must be a conspiracy. How can such a good person get sick when he gets sick? Even if he gets sick, I'm afraid it's someone who did it intentionally!" Yan Yu looked at Yun Shuishui.
This wedding banquet that shocked the entire elves was originally the Hongmen Banquet, but they all underestimated Yun Shuishui's methods.
The fact that Yun Shuishui put Feng Qi into such a predicament, seduce Master Samsara's heart, and tricked Feng Qi into taking the medicine that belonged to Feng Qi proved that she was by no means a brainless woman!
On the contrary, Yun Shuishui is good at cunning and cunning, with endless conspiracies and terrifying methods!
For example, this Thousand Poison Plague has exceeded everyone’s expectations!
"Qing Ge!" The goddess rushed towards Qing Ge, her face full of worry.
An immortal powerhouse who was close to the long gate of the palace waved his hand suddenly, but when he saw the sound of breaking wind, a white cloud-like light blade shot out of the air and hit the goddess's body mercilessly. The goddess's body was like a kite with broken strings.
The goddess flew backwards, and the moment she fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the goddess's mouth. The goddess frowned in pain, and looked down, and there was a trace of flame light on the blood spat out from her mouth!
The goddess had no time to observe the flame light in her blood, so she looked anxiously at Qingge, her silver eyes filled with unstoppable tears, and she murmured worriedly: "Qingge..."
"You bastards of Changsheng, if you want to beat me to the end, bullying a girl is nothing!"
Jiu Ci quickly opened his hands, a mist like splashing ink wrapped around his body, and a black crow screamed out.
The black crow flew across the sky and headed straight for the powerful Immortal. Jiu Ci was not idle either. He was furious and held a long sword in his hand, hoping to compete with the enemies in front of him to vent his hatred!
At the same time, blossoming green lotus appeared beside him. Jiu Ci turned around suddenly and saw aventurine cod walking on the wind.
Aventurine had no weapons in his hands, so the green lotus that appeared transformed into tens of thousands of sword blades, and together with Jiuci's black crow, pierced many powerful immortals.
Hitting a stone with an egg, using a mantis arm as a chariot...
The guests at the palace were shocked.
People like Jiuci and Aventurine are pretty strong.
In front of the powerful immortals, they are all ants under the feet of elephants, they can be crushed to death with one kick!
Hell rushed towards him, and the three of them acted in unison, releasing the power that shocked the entire audience.
Even when facing the God of Immortality, he is not afraid.
Master Samsara looked at such a scene and fell into deep thought.
Night song...
Night Emperor...
The Master of Samsara looked up to the sky and saw the secrets of heaven in his eyes.
Divination and heavenly secrets are both effective at night. However, a person in the realm of Samsara Master can also discern heavenly secrets during the day and among bustling crowds.
Ten thousand years ago, he was born into the human race, with a mortal body and a commoner. In that era when heroes were vying for supremacy, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, he was very humble.
One day, he mistakenly entered the Xuanji Cave and awakened to the mysterious secrets of Tianji. From then on, he walked on the path of Tianji and wrote "The Song of the Prisoner of the Moon".
He stayed in Xuanji Cave for three full months, without eating, drinking or sleeping, relying solely on a Bigu Pill he picked up from the garbage dump.
In the Xuanji Cave, he used the purple stars and phoenix tails to open the sky to gain fortune-telling, and then obtained the three words "Ye Qingge" from the ancient runes left by Master Xuanji.
The Master of Samsara was reborn with his divine wisdom, walked out of the Cave of Mysteries, and created his own sect of Heavenly Secrets.
There was no Yun Shuishui at that time, so he, Feng Qi and Xue Nu had a good time drinking and chatting, and the three of them made bold plans to restore a peaceful and prosperous age to the people of the world.
Samsara told Xue Nu about the "Ye Qing Ge" obtained from Xuanji Cave, and Feng Qi listened.
The three of them all believed that as long as they found Ye Qingge, they would receive God's help and they could unify Heaven.
They spent several years and countless manpower and material resources searching for a person named Ye Qingge.
They didn't know whether Ye Qingge was a boy or a girl. They only knew that this person could transcend heaven and earth. As long as her potential was tapped out, she could dominate the world.
Later, when the war was about to begin, the three of them gave up looking for Ye Qingge.
Master Samsara wrote "The Song of the Prisoner of the Moon".
Later, by chance, Master Samsara obtained a portrait.
It was a very old portrait. The face of the woman in the portrait was obscured by the fog, but her graceful grace could be seen.
The woman in the painting has a pair of wings that are larger than her body. One side of the wings is golden and the other side is evil black.
Like gods and demons.
At that time, Master Samsara showed this portrait to Snow Girl. Master Samsara took a sip of tea and said, "Perhaps Ye Qingge is no longer in our era."
They have found people with the same name. Every time Master Samsara sees them, they all shake their heads.
Until today, ten thousand years later, at the wedding banquet of his daughter Princess Shangting, he saw a woman.
Wearing a long aqua dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, a cheerful smile, and every move of her hands and feet, she looks like a king.
Even though he has a mortal body, he still has the destiny of a king.
She... is Ye Qingge.
At that moment, Master Samsara's long-standing doubts were explained, and he could not wait to have a drink and talk happily with this woman.
But before Master Samsara was happy, she was diagnosed with Thousand Poison Plague.
That terrible plague, under the poisonous gas, no one could survive.
In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Master Samsara stood beside the wine table, staring intently at Qingge and the cultivators who were rushing towards the powerful immortal.
No one knows what the leader of Tianji, who has survived for thousands of years, is thinking in his mind, not even Yun Shuishui can figure it out.
"Husband..." Yun Shuishui frowned.
"Stop!" Master Samsara shouted in a low voice, and the aura he exuded actually stopped the attacks of the Immortal Powerful Man and Aventurine Cod in an instant.
Yun Shuishui suddenly turned his head and looked at Master Samsara in confusion.
As if the scene was frozen, the light of the green lotus, the black crows of the black mist, the dangerous weapon and the sword, several people in Jiu Ci, and dozens of immortals were all shocked by the low shout, and their limbs were all broken, unable to move even a little bit.
It can be seen from this that the Master of Samsara can have a place in the world of immortality and be as famous as the Qingyuan God. This is by no means an empty name, but a real 'god'!