"Senior sister, just go ahead and capture her. For the sake of past kindness, I can completely spare your life."
Elder Mo and the Witch Cult Mistress stood far away, seemingly motionless, but sparks kept flashing between the two people.
Only the seven-star sword that is fast and indestructible can be blocked by the same seven-star sword! The matriarch of the Witch Cult looked at Elder Mo gloomily: "Do you think I will believe it?
As a person who has been lurking around Chen Qingyun for so many years, who dares to believe what you say?"
Elder Mo laughed: "I know you don't want to believe me, but do you still have a choice now?"
"You have a Seven-Star Sword in your hand, but I also have a Seven-Star Sword in my hand. In a short period of time, neither of us will be able to do anything to anyone."
"But you can look at the current situation. Chen Qingyun is already dead, and it will be a matter of time for the Caesar family to deal with those two people."
"When he takes care of those two people, everyone else will die."
"The same goes for you. Do you think you can stop the head of the Caesar family?"
"If you are captured now, there may be a way to survive. Maybe the head of the Caesar family can spare your life for the sake of Long Shitian. After all, you have done things for Long Shitian before."
Elder Mo looked at the Witch Cult Mistress teasingly.
The expression on the face of the Witch Cult Mistress changed. Of course she would not believe Elder Mo's nonsense, but she also knew the current situation. If she continued to stay here, she would probably die here.
But if she left here, she would be very unwilling to do so. The witchcraft religion was a family property that she had finally snatched away, and her decades of hard work would be in vain.
How could she bear this?
Of course, if there is really no other way, then she will definitely leave here.
However, I didn’t expect Chen Qingyun to die so simply... The expression on the witch sect’s mistress’s face was complicated. To say that she didn’t have any feelings for Chen Qingyun would definitely be a lie. Ever since she was a child, Chen Qingyun has been the one with the best talent.
, the one with the strongest strength.
What girl is not pregnant?
She was also one of the girls who admired Chen Qingyun back then, but it was a pity that he did not have a good father.
The Witch Cult Mistress thought of this and glanced at the huge pit where Chen Qingyun was. After just one glance, she immediately froze.
"what happened?"
The Mistress of the Witch Cult had a look of astonishment on her face as she stared blankly.
Elder Mo frowned, and then his heart moved. He seized on this flaw and wanted to kill the Witch Cult Mistress, but seeing her exaggerated expression, he couldn't help but look in that direction.
The next second.
He was also stunned: "How is it possible..."... Ye Qiu and the other two were looking in the same direction.
Xie Wentian had a thoughtful look on his face: "It seems that the Waterston family really doesn't want this old head of the family to go back."
Ye Qiu smiled slightly: "What a family with a loving father and a filial son."
Caesar was about to continue attacking the two people, but his sensitive five senses made him aware of the movement behind him.
In fact, it was impossible not to pay attention, because behind him, there was a powerful wave of life. This wave of life made him instinctively have a strong desire.
To be precise, it was his magic that created a strong desire.
"This breath..." Caesar turned around suddenly, staring intently at the figure standing up in the huge pit.
The clothes on his body were still in tatters and even covered with bloodstains, which was enough to show how serious the injuries the other party had just suffered. In the most serious part, even the body was penetrated.
But now, apart from the blood stains and torn clothes, it showed that the other party had just been fatally injured.
There was no injury at all on the opponent's body.
It was as if the wounds I had just left on the other party were all an illusion.
Caesar knew that these were not illusions. Now that the other party's injuries were gone, there was only one reason.
His eyes were placed on the small glass bottle in Chen Qingyun's hand, and he softly uttered a few words: "Why do you have life potion?"
Chen Qingyun fiddled with the glass bottle in his hand, and a strange smile appeared on his old face: "You are not an idiot. You should know what this means. Why should you know it all?"
Caesar's eyes became gloomy, his face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water, and his voice was extremely cold: "I don't understand."
Chen Qingyun smiled slightly and did not answer.
Ye Qiu said with a smile: "Old immortal, what is there to understand? It seems that the juniors of the Waterston family do not want an old guy who should have been dead for decades to return to the Waterston family.
Just pause."
"After all, after your death, the distribution of benefits has been completed for decades. If you go back now, what will the juniors do?
Hand over your power?"
"No, no, no, they will never do it. They even hope that your ancestor does not exist at all."
"So what's the best way?
Of course, before the ancestor comes back, I will... click away this ancestor!"
Ye Qiu wiped his neck and said with a smile.
Caesar's face twitched fiercely, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes, obviously he was extremely angry.
Ye Qiu snapped his fingers again: "Great Elder, this life potion should be given to you by Bishop Aries, right in case you need it in case of emergencies?"
Chen Qingyun nodded: "That's right."
Ye Qiu smiled slightly: "Actually, Bishop Aries also gave me a bottle. It was originally intended to be used against this old immortal, but unfortunately... I used it on Rodwell."
After speaking, he shrugged at Yan Shui.
What he meant by these words was not only to irritate Caesar, but also to irritate Yan Shui. If there was no way to keep them this time, then these words would also become a seed used to drive a wedge within Scientology.
Yan Shui's pupils shrank. It was obvious that even he was shocked by the news, especially the ruthlessness of the Waterston family, which made him frown.
He actually didn't even spare his own ancestor! Caesar laughed angrily: "What a group of filial sons and grandsons. Your old master prepared such a big gift for me when he came back!"
Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Actually, according to the plan, someone from the Shepherd family would join me to deal with you, but the plan could not keep up with the change."
"Of course, looking at it now, if I want to kill you, these people together should be enough."
Caesar laughed wildly: "Just you?"
Chen Qingyun didn't say much, he just waved slightly, and the torn apart dragnet immediately gathered back to his side, and with another wave, the Seven-Star Sword also returned.
There are only two missing, because the two seven-star knives were destroyed by Caesar.
"Junior sister, junior brother, let me lend you your sword."
Chen Qingyun was not in a hurry. He smiled at the two witch sect mistresses and snatched all their seven-star knives from the two people's horrified eyes.
"Seven Star Sword, I am much more familiar with it than you are."