Mo Wuya was in mid-air, his mind was as confused as numbness.
After ten years of pretending, I suddenly felt like I was about to die.
Young Master, are you planning to put on a good show of a hero saving a beauty?
But...there are heroes and there is beauty. What role am I?
Hiss!
Inexplicably, Mo Wuya felt a chill.
"Hey! The Son of Destiny has a weak Taoist heart and is afraid he will be cold. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 points of luck and 5,000 points for the villain."
"Buzz."
With this palm, Mo Wuya almost used all his strength, and it was obviously too late to stop at this moment.
What's more, without Ling Xiao, he could still have other thoughts.
But in front of Ling Xiao, even if he had a hundred courages, he would never dare to show any disobedience easily.
The vast golden light falls from the sky, like the sun setting in the west, suppressing it for eternity.
But Ling Xiao just calmly stretched out his palm, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it down upward.
I saw a hundred-foot-long thunder dragon tearing apart the space in an instant, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and rushed towards the setting sun.
Just one glance made Mo Wuya feel tingling all over his body, especially his eyes, which made him shed two lines of tears unconsciously.
I didn't cry, I wasn't afraid, I just... felt a little pain from the silver light!!!
"Buzz."
Between the heaven and the earth, the colors of gold and silver are constantly flashing, and the images of gods and decrees appear one after another.
The rhyme of the Tao descends from the sky, and the waves are magnificent.
The sound of Taoism and Taoism resounded through the fairy site, like a yellow bell and a big Lu, shocking people's hearts.
However, at the moment when Jinri and Thunder Dragon collided, everyone was suddenly stunned to see...
The golden sun, which seemed to be shocked by the power of heaven, was instantly swallowed by the thunder dragon, and the sky thousands of miles away was shattered like ice crystals.
Then, the terrifying Leiwei exploded!
Above the void, the ripples of spiritual power visible to the naked eye are like residual clouds melting away.
One wave did not stop, another wave started up, turning into a thousand-foot silver sea, sweeping in all directions.
Mo Wuya's figure was instantly covered by the thunder, and his breath was gone.
"No!!!"
"Hey, the son of destiny is heartbroken and despairing. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 luck points and 5,000 villain points."
From the beginning to the end, there was no wave on Ling Xiao's face, he just looked up at the sky above his head calmly.
Behind him, Han Qingqiu's expression was complicated, but after all, he was more moved and less cold and arrogant.
She doesn't know much about feelings.
But seeing Ling Xiao, or even standing next to him, Han Qingqiu could clearly feel a strange emotion spreading.
It's just... very peaceful and relaxing. There is no need to worry about life and death, and there is no need to worry about the future.
As long as he is here, all the hardships in this world will be solved.
In the past twenty years, Han Qingqiu has enjoyed supreme honor.
Han Gong Fairy, the most beautiful woman in Western Xinjiang, everyone who sees her must bow down to flatter her.
But in the same way, for the sake of his deep hatred, Han Qingqiu was still cautious even though he could not be called a camp at every step.
It wasn't until she met Ling Xiao that she discovered that being a tool was actually quite comfortable?
She only needs to act according to the instructions of the young master, and there is no need for her to plan anything else.
"Hey, the daughter of Destiny's thoughts have been sublimated and she has the intention of surrender. Congratulations to the host for gaining 500 luck points and 5,000 villain points."
Hearing the notification sound from the system, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly flashed with amusement.
"No matter who dares to hurt you, they will die."
Ling Xiao did not turn around, but stood in front of Han Qingqiu without looking back.
At this time, his voice was filled with indifference and indifference.
But inexplicably, it feels a little more real.
Unlike Su Yan and others, the girl of destiny in front of her is not a human being.
So she probably doesn't have a deep understanding of feelings.
Therefore, if you want to capture it, it is easy to say the least.
It was obvious that Han Qingqiu had a blood feud hidden deep in his heart.
The stronger and more domineering Ling Xiao becomes, the more awed and happy she becomes.
Then give her some appropriate attention and let her remember that you are not alone!!!
In this case, why worry about the fairy not crying?
Unknowingly, Han Qingqiu's eyes became wet...
Is this what it feels like to be protected by someone?
I used to often hear people say that the difference between immortals and demons lies in how they handle things.
Immortals are willing to bear the burden of one person for the common people.
A demon who dares to slaughter all living beings for one person.
Turns out, is it true?
"Ahem!"
Above the void, the silver light gradually dimmed.
I saw a figure covered in blood appearing in the sky.
At this time, all the bones in Mo Wuya's body were shattered, and his purple robe was turned into ashes, revealing one of his golden inner armors.
But there wasn't much resentment on his face, instead there was a hint of joy.
Young Master didn’t kill me!!
With the master's skills, he can definitely kill himself easily!!
This shows what?
It means that he doesn’t want to kill himself yet!!
"Hey, the son of destiny is grateful to the villain Demon King. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 luck points and the villain's 5000 points."
Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the embarrassed figure, the lightning around him was shining brightly again.
Again?
It shouldn't be, this... Young Master didn't do anything ruthless just now, so why bother to do it now?
But...what can I do?
I also want to run away now, but the young master doesn’t speak. Do I and him... dare?
Just when Mo Wuya's mind was trembling, he saw a cold light suddenly piercing the sky in the void and streaking towards Lingxiao.
The figures of the nine guards appeared out of thin air, each holding a cold blade in their hands, which contained unparalleled fierceness.
"Sir, be careful!!"
Han Qingqiu's pretty face condensed and she instinctively exclaimed.
Ling Xiao is very strong, but the movements of these nine demons are weird.
Especially this kind of joint killing method is even more terrifying, and it has the potential to reverse the world.
"It doesn't matter."
But at this time, Ling Xiao's face was still calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The combined attack of the nine guards is as powerful as a divine lord.
But to Ling Xiao, what does the Marquis of God mean?
I saw two of his fingers stretched out, and there seemed to be divine lines surging on the fingertips.
The surging sword intent spread out vertically and horizontally, and then slashed down into the void.
"Puch!"
The offensive that was originally considered terrifying in Han Qingqiu's eyes was instantly shattered under Ling Xiao's fingers.
The figures of the nine secret guards also flew out upside down, with blood spraying from their mouths, and were severely injured by Ling Xiao's finger.
even!!
Two of them had completely lost their vitality before their figures even hit the ground.
"Walk!!"
The remaining seven people shouted in surprise, turned around and fled towards the end of the ancient forest.
Mo Wuya's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately did not dare to hesitate any longer, and his figure also disappeared from the spot.
"Want to leave?"
Ling Xiao sneered and turned to look at Han Qingqiu, "You are seriously injured. Return to the realm first and leave the other matters to me."
"Sir...be careful."
Han Qingqiu pursed her red lips tightly and nodded gently.
Especially the cold and domineering look on the young man's face made her feel a faint fear in her heart.
With a wave of his hand, powerful enemies were wiped out. He was probably talking about people like Young Master, right?
"Buzz."
As Han Qingqiu's figure disappeared, a smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, he stepped forward, dressed in white clothes, and immediately chased after the fleeing Mo Wuya and others.