A voice as clear and cold as cold resounded throughout the northern suburbs of Ding.
Countless eyes of people around her were focused on her.
The young empress smiled brightly, with murderous intent. She raised her chin slightly and looked at Ye Qingyi with stern eyes, who was as vulnerable as a thin willow in the wind.
Ye Qingyi had long known that Ye Qingge was rampant and arrogant, but he didn't know that in front of so many people, in the territory of God's Domain, a little empress of Dongzhou would dare to say the words of the Great Protector of the Zhanzong Mansion?
The matter of setting the northern suburbs was originally handled by Ye Qingyi, but the God Lord who was watching from the side, seeing that things were getting out of control, stopped sitting, stood up, and walked towards Qingge.
The disciples of the three sects who fell into despair in the huge pit, whether they were men or women, were all leaders in their cultivation.
Especially the man who was slapped by the soldier. He has long been accustomed to this kind of torture and cannot control the freedom of his own life. He will never have human rights in front of the strong.
But no one would have thought that Senior Sister Yaozong would never forget them even in danger.
Pairs of eyes covered with blood spots all looked at Qing Ge with complicated emotions.
These people are also in the secular world. When some people know that a low-level practitioner is going to become a senior sister of the Medicine Sect, they just think that the world must be crazy, and that the seniors of the Medicine Sect must have lost their minds to do what they did.
Such a stupid and absurd decision.
Most of them live in Tianyu, and their journey has been smooth, without any disasters or ups and downs.
Their innate sense of superiority makes them feel that they are superior to others, and they despise practitioners from the middle and lower levels.
Deep-rooted concepts have long been formed, and under the influence of the general environment, they will only become worse and more certain over time.
However, on this day of crisis, it was their senior sister who spoke for them.
Even if you can't make it out of Dingbeijiao alive, even if you die under Jiuquan, this kindness will be remembered.
Qingge stood with pursed lips, holding the Mingwang sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword touching the ground, half-smiling, and extremely arrogant.
The fiery red dress folded up in the strong wind, like the blooming blood lotus, so beautiful and moving.
On the other side, the God Lord and the Fire Qilin had reached the huge pit. In anger, the God Lord raised his hand, and golden light shot up into the sky. Finally, from top to bottom, he hit Qingge's Tianling Cap without any hesitation or mercy.
, seems to completely crush Qingge.
Qingge looked up, her dark eyes reflected the brilliant golden light like fireworks, her red lips curled into a smile, and she let out a slight cold scoff.
However, the moment the golden light crashed down like a majestic mountain, layers of waves spread out and wrapped around Qing Ge, like a magic circle, protecting Qing Ge.
The golden light hits the waves like soft and weak cotton.
The sound of surging sea water, with a sense of openness and wonder, rang in everyone's ears.
The Lord of God was startled for a moment, and then subconsciously turned his head to look. His narrow eyes, burning with anger, looked directly at King Apocalypse: "King Apocalypse, are you going to condone such evil deeds?"
King Tianqi is quite elegant. Even when he is middle-aged, he still has a gentle and jade-like feeling.
Hearing the angry voice of the God Lord, King Tianqi only smiled faintly: "God Lord, don't be angry. The boy Dongdi is still young, and his actions and thoughts are not as thoughtful as ours.
After all, this kid is right. There is no rule in the Nine Realms that says that people infected with the disease must die. When our major forces discussed the half-demon disease back then, they also said that we should try to eliminate the source of the disease.
People who are sick also have the right to live.
Furthermore, in order to benefit the common people and prevent the spread of the disease and harm the world, these disciples of the three sects gathered in the northern suburbs of Ding and regarded death as home."
Mrs. Tianqi also smiled and said: "What your husband said is true. The disciples of the three sects are all heroes. How can a small soldier of the divine realm be beaten and scolded easily?
In this case, isn’t it abuse?”
"Master God, you are already very old and you are still arguing with a little girl. Are you ashamed or not?"
The palace master looked at the god master with disdain.
The leader of the Huanyue Sect had a gentle temperament, covered his mouth with a smile, and said softly: "Master God, the original intention of the Eastern Emperor is always good. I also heard that the Eastern Emperor loves his people like his own son. Where can I find such a good king?
You and Dong Di have some friendship after all. Everyone is here today. If you break up, it won't be a good night, right?
Moreover, if you are unable to take control of the Divine Realm, won’t you make the world laugh at you?”
The people around him said something to each other, which made the Lord of God speechless.
Only King Zhong Lin and his team sat cross-legged and concentrated on practicing, creating a formation of their own to isolate themselves from the complicated world.
Qingge stood in the huge pit, put down the Mingwang Sword, folded his hands across his chest, and looked at the Lord of God jokingly. There was no trace of timidity in his eyebrows, which made people look at him with admiration.
"The disciples of the three sects are my senior fellow apprentices and can also be considered my brothers and sisters.
How can I stand by and watch when my relatives are humiliated?
Lord God, you are as cold-blooded as an animal, but I am a real human being."
After singing softly and talking, the Lord God's face became extremely ugly.
Doesn't the implication mean that the Divine Lord is not a human being... The Divine Lord's anger, which had just subsided, suddenly arose, and he glared angrily at Qing Ge, and fierce and brilliant golden light emitted from his hands.
Murderous intentions are everywhere, violent as a demon, and the murderous aura rising around the God Lord seems to be solidified, crushing Ye Qingge! Roar! The sound of the dragon's roar shook the northern suburbs and reached the sky.
I saw the master of the palace lying on the imperial concubine's couch, his eyebrows slightly raised and his eyes concealing coquettishness.
The giant black dragon burst out of the air, tearing apart the void with its sharp claws and leaping out of the void.
The tiger descended from the mountain, thunderous thunder appeared, and countless black scales escaped, turned into arrows, and surrounded the God Lord! There were dangers in all directions of the God Lord, with a giant dragon above his head and a scaly weapon on his side! The God Lord was furious and looked at it suddenly
To the woman in black skirt on the imperial concubine's bed: "Palace Master, do you want to repeat the war of the past, where all the people will be in ruins and the people will be in dire straits?"
The master of the palace seemed not to have heard the words of the divine master. He reclined on the couch and pretended to sleep, with the corners of his lips slightly raised in a sarcastic smile.
"Is this palace afraid of you?"
After a long time, the palace master said four words lazily and evilly, causing the god master's pupils to shrink slightly.
The many years of grievances between the Four Tribes and the Divine Realm cannot be settled in a few sentences.
Many things have happened in these years, and we hate each other deeply.
Qingge looked at the palace master on the imperial concubine's couch, a little curious. Was the palace master taking action for her, or was he simply unhappy with the god?
Maybe, it's both.
Qing Ge's eyes brightened slightly, and she quietly looked at King Zhong Lin who was sitting on the ground.
From the moment she appeared until now, the mysterious King Zhong Lin and the team have all raced against time to practice.
No matter what happened, these people were in a calm mood.
Qingge once thought that she was a life-threatening mistress in terms of cultivation, but now she realized that there was someone else.
King Zhong Lin's current achievements are something that many people in the world cannot achieve in their lifetime.
However, he never squandered or showed off, but instead maintained awe in his cultivation as always.
For such people, Qingge also respects them.
Looking at the Lord's silence for a long time, he also knew that what happened today was only in the northern suburbs of Ding. If he and the Lord of the Palace took action, as usual, both sides would suffer.
At that time, the tigers of Dongzhou will look at him with eager eyes, and other countries will treat him like fat meat, fearing that the divine realm will be in danger! The divine master suppressed his anger and remained silent rationally.