Chapter two thousand five hundred and thirty seventh
Xu Qing has been burdened with too many things that ordinary people can't imagine, such as grievances and resentments, and the important responsibilities of the country... But he has never felt as heavy as he does today. His feet feel as if they are filled with lead, and his feet feel deep every time he takes a step.
If he sinks into the soil, and when he pulls it out and takes a step, it will feel even heavier. At this time, his not-broad shoulders are carrying the life and death of all living things in this space.
The key to space has fallen into the hands of the Silver-faced God. Once she opens the door to space, countless murderous gods will swarm in like hungry locusts. When the war breaks out, all lives will be devastated, and I don’t know how many innocent lives will be lost.
Buried under the butcher's knife of the gods, how many families were broken, how many cities were turned into ruins, bloody corpses, struggling and wailing humans... Xu Qing's eyes were blood red, he seemed to see women crying and brothers bleeding under the butcher's knife.
, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, broken walls and ruins, raging fire burning mercilessly, and the firelight reflected the ferocious and twisted faces of the gods.
A stretch of road less than five meters seemed as far away as the end of the world to Xu Qing. Every step he took was stepping on limp corpses and the red blood of his relatives. He was not a gambler, but now he had to gamble.
What is at stake is his own life, the lives of his relatives, the lives of his brothers, and the lives of the women he loves most.
Boom! Xu Qing stood still with both feet, his bloodshot eyes stared at the close eyes, the palm of his hand holding the sword hilt was smooth, and the inner alchemy was madly outputting energy, pouring into his right arm from the Dantian, rapidly extending
To the hilt of the sword, just to strike out the last sword.
The seven Xuanyuan Tianjing crystals had already been embedded in the hilt of the sword, shining brightly from the infusion of internal energy. Xu Qing raised the broad sword in his hand, stretched out his left palm to grasp the hilt tightly, and turned slightly sideways.
The Silver-faced Divine Messenger stood still, as if she had become a lifeless statue. She was waiting, waiting for the opponent to strike the last sword. In her opinion, this was a game of cat and mouse, and the cat wanted to play with the mouse.
She will only eat it in one bite when she is tired of it. She is like a cat, and she will let the little mouse opposite her finish tossing her, then tear it into pieces and slowly chew it.
The broad sword in Xu Qing's hand suddenly lifted up. The tip of the sword seemed to pick up a cloud of crystal clear jade. An arc-shaped blue light swept upwards like a lightning flash. Wow! The skyrocketing sword light was like a crescent moon cutting through the sky.
, the blazing brilliance makes people dare not look directly at it.
The energy was surging, like a huge wave rolling into the sky. Xu Qing slashed out with his sword, but he stood still. A straight ditch appeared on the ground in front of him, and his eyes were filled with dust, smoke and tears.
"Hmph, the super evolved people in this space are really inferior to each other. They have been reduced to the point where they only know how to fight with brute force. This is your own destruction." A cold and hoarse voice fell from the sky, like sharp ice edges.
The sword stabbed into Xu Qing's ear, and his heart was shaken, and his body swayed. The sword strike just now had exhausted most of his internal energy, but it was a pity that it was in vain.
Zhang Rui, who was sitting by the Tianchi, saw clearly that the silver-faced divine messenger fell out of the air, and his left palm touched Xu Qing's back like lightning. The palm of his hand was pressed firmly, and he could no longer move. "It's over!" Zhang Rui sighed, with a look on his face.
He closed his eyes in pain. He couldn't bear to look at Xu Qing's death. Even if he closed his eyes, the outcome would be the same.
Wu Chi did not close his eyes. He clenched his fists and stared at Xu Qing's trembling back with intense eyes. He wished he could rush forward and fight to the death with the Silver-faced Divine Envoy, but now he had lost all his inner strength and could not even move his body.
All he could do was watch Xu Qing being sucked away by the silver-faced divine envoy.
Xu Qing used his long sword to support his body. He could feel that he was like a tire with a hole in it. A stream of inner energy rushed out from the gap, and was eventually absorbed by the silver-faced god behind him. He immediately activated his spirit.
In the field of power, he silently covered the Silver-faced God. The inner elixir was locked, and the sea of consciousness was still active. The field of spiritual power and the eyes of dreams were his only hope to turn defeat into victory. He really couldn't afford to lose. He was the only one who lost.
His life, as well as his woman, relatives, brothers, elders... I really can't afford to lose.
"You did create some little trouble for me, so I won't kill you just like that. I will let you see with your own eyes that the army of the gods enters this space and turns this place into a hunting ground for the warriors of the gods. I will let you witness it with your own eyes.
Isn't it interesting to see the destruction of all living things in this space, including humans of course?" The silver-faced messenger put his mouth to Xu Qing's ear and whispered, and she could feel the tremors coming from her palms.
Xu Qing was sweating profusely. He gritted his teeth and listened to the whispers coming from his ears. He could not move his hands and feet, but his mouth could still speak, but he resisted saying a word. The extended mental power field had completely overwhelmed the two of them.
The cover is fixed, but he can't guarantee to control the Silver-Faced God Envoy now. He needs to add an extra layer of insurance. He must let the Silver-Faced God Envoy look into his eyes, but now this evil woman is behind him.
The silver-faced god shook his palms, stopped absorbing the inner energy, and said coldly: "I am mute. I ask you a question, answer it quickly!"
Xu Qing snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "Aren't you a human being? Doesn't it feel good to be the goddess's lackey? Take off your mask and let me remember your face. I will kill you with my own hands soon.
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"Really? You can kill me, Jie Jie Jie..." The silver-faced messenger's voice suddenly changed, and he let out a series of mocking laughs, and the hand that was close to Xu Qing's back suddenly moved away.
Xu Qing couldn't turn his head and lowered his voice and said: "Yes, as long as you take off your mask, I can kill you soon."
Da! The silver-faced envoy turned around, and he was already standing in front of Xu Qing. A pair of shining eyes looked at his face with interest. After about half a minute, he asked in a cold voice: "Cunning
Human, are you lying to me?"
Xu Qing's eyes were fixed on the silver-faced messenger's eyes, and he said calmly: "Why are you lying to me? As long as you take off the mask, you can know the truth."
The silver-faced envoy laughed twice and said in a cold voice: "You will definitely be surprised if I take off my mask. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Xu Qing gritted his teeth and said: "Of course I am sure, as I said, as long as you take off the mask, I can kill you immediately." As he spoke, his dreamy eyes moved quietly, staring closely at the eyes of the silver-faced god, covering the two people.
The field of mental power is quickly closing in like a big net with a rope.
Time seemed to stop in an instant, and the light in the silver-faced goddess's eyes gradually faded away. She stood there blankly, her palms trembling slightly, and her long sword clanked on the ground.
Xu Qing's fingers trembled slightly, and the feeling in his palms returned. Fortunately, the Silver-faced Divine Envoy didn't have the energy to inhale just now, otherwise he would not have been able to regain his mobility so quickly. Now that he has regained consciousness, the position of the sword and fish must be reversed.
Well, before killing her, let’s see what kind of ugly face is hidden behind the mask.
Xu Qing held the sword in his right hand, and reached his left palm to the silver-faced envoy's ear. He didn't know why his palm trembled inexplicably.