Chapter 295: Tiger Poison Food: Qing Cang is forced to a dead end!!
The origin of the Lord God.
Can evolve and manifest anything.
It embodies the origin of half of the innate spiritual treasure that has long been analyzed by the Lord Shen Dao Fruit.
It’s not difficult to think about.
However, the cost is certainly high, and can even be said to be huge.
No matter what the origin of the innate spiritual treasure, no matter how low-grade the innate spiritual treasure is, it is infinitely close to the Tao of Daluo and the origin of Daluo.
It’s okay to show this thing.
Moreover, you still have to use it to give it to your own tools.
Box box....
That is unless Ye Wuque’s brain was kicked by a donkey.
"Hmph!"
"Of course, it's not impossible."
"Unless, one day, you tool people can offer some sacrifices to me, the main god, that can be comparable to the innate spiritual treasures, or even more important than the innate spiritual treasures, well, then I, the main god, can consider it.
Consider..."
Don’t say too much.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Wuque murmured to himself again.
It seems that he remembered that in the ancient world of Zhetian, the time traveler Ye Fan encountered, that guy's so-called strongest villain system, its origin is powerful, and its help to him is not weaker than this at all.
The next half of the innate spiritual treasure is the origin of the silver train.
"Alas--"
"What a pity..."
"Why have I never encountered such a system baby again?"
"Hey, I still didn't spread enough bait!"
It is this truth that opportunities and crises coexist.
What Ye Wuque has always done, and even the people who work as masters of the God's Fate Card, are carefully selected, and they have always been steady and striving for survival. If you can do a little bit, it's better to be a little bit harder. Well, anyway, principle can't be done.
Lost.
Hey, there’s nothing we can do about it, we’ve learned from the past!
If something goes wrong and someone catches the little tail, attracting a large group of hungry wolves, ahem, the boss will besiege him, and his little arms and legs will definitely not be able to withstand it. "Yeah."
"So, hey, it's better to keep a low profile. On the road to pursuing the path of eternal life, you can't be anxious at all."
Ye Wuque gathered his thoughts and affirmed the decision he had made earlier.
Then he set his sights again on the wilderness of the lower realm...
The war has entered a fever pitch. It is no longer easy to cover thousands of miles of red land. It is no longer easy to cover millions of miles of red land. Tens of thousands of miles of red land... The boundless territory has been turned into scorched earth, water is in the sky, and mountains and rivers have been razed to the ground.
An abyss was left on the ground, and the hot magma flowed unbridled, replacing the original rivers and lakes...
A scene of doomsday.
The endless hell is probably nothing more than this.
Three years, three whole years, no one could have imagined that this battle actually took three years, and the winner has not yet been determined.
Qingcang has always been under siege.
Moreover, the Yijie Yi Clan army under him has been defeated along the way. Seeing that there is an advantage to be taken, they were chased like rabbits all the way to Tibet. The remnants of the Celestial Clan, Qingqiu Jiu,
The survivors of the Tail Fox lineage had emerged from nowhere. They were caught fighting and retreating. They were defeated all the way. Their morale was also low. Qing Cang's subordinates and the Yi clan's army,
Follow and call friends, grit your teeth, take a bite, and take revenge...
There are countless such examples.
But, so what if you lose?
As long as Qing Cang is not dead, even if the Yi Clan army under his command and even all the people under his command in the Yi Realm are dead, this battle cannot be regarded as the end.
But do you want to really kill him Qing Cang?
Crushing bones and raising ashes, causing their ashes to disappear, is difficult, difficult to reach the sky.
God.
The most powerful existence in the world.
As for Qing Cang, he was even more outstanding among the gods. He provoked rebellion against the Celestial Clan. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Celestial Clan could not do anything to defeat him. Even Mo Yuan, the youngest son of the Father God and the God of War of Kunlunxu
, it was only at the cost of his own life that he reluctantly sealed him with the help of the Donghuang Bell.
How strong is Qingcang?
Here, that’s about it, it should be able to be expressed, right?
As for the so-called humane gods, they only rely on the power of the God List, a kind of false god based on the fate of the Xian Qin Universe Empire, rather than a true god, and the focus is on immortality. p>
Good luck.
The list of gods is immortal.
Then you never have to worry about whether there will be any soldiers who can lead troops in war.
This is especially true for the Gong Gong princes in the court.
However, if you want to expect that these are just mortals at first, even after embarking on the road of cultivation, they will only be ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than mortals... they are still far away from the immortal way.
Do we expect them to be able to defeat a god who is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more powerful than the Immortal Capital after changing into an immortal body?
Hmm.
There is no problem in procrastinating.
Qing Cang was like this. He was entangled by them and destroyed countless of their opponent's divine bodies. However, soon the list of gods in the distance flashed, and another person with the same body that he had just destroyed jumped out.
He ran towards him again.
So much so that it was completely meaningless for him to do so, and he couldn't even get out of trouble.
Unless, he can kill everyone on the other side at once.
"Damn it."
"It would be great if the Donghuang Bell was still there."
"If I, Lord Yi, have the Donghuang Bell in my hand, I can destroy just a few false gods gathered with their vitality..."
Without realizing it.
Qingcang even hated the main god Ye Wuque.
Now he can only watch helplessly as his subordinates, the army of the Wing Clan, and the people, under the command of the First Emperor in a spaceship, and the soldiers of the Xianqin Universe Empire, die in pieces, and are in the fierce flames.
Neutralized into gray...
The corners of his eyes and eye sockets finally burst.
Bloody tears dripped down his face.
It's not because of the injury.
It was humiliation, extreme humiliation, that was twisting his soul.
Qingcang doesn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, nor does he care about the existence of the Yi Clan and the Wing Realm after this battle?
What he cared about was only his own face and his self-esteem, which made him unable to accept that he was actually humiliated and surrounded by a group of ants, and couldn't even move... p>
And....
The abominable First Emperor opposite was also looking down at him with those same eyes. In his opinion, the ridicule and ridicule were far more than the indifference.
Force him.
----His self-esteem exploded on the spot.
"Ah!
”
"You forced me...you forced me...I don't want to...but...children, my children, as a father
I need you, come here...come here quickly..."
This finally brought him to a dead end.
Qingcang stared with scarlet blood eyes, opened his arms, completely giving up his defense, and let Li Si, Wei Liao, Wang Jian, Yang Duanhe, Xin Sheng, Li Xin, Wang Bi, Meng Yi, Meng Tian, Meng
Wu... These important ministers of the Xian Qin Universe Empire under the First Emperor used their own magic weapons to chop at various places on his body...
No one can break the defense.
But it was so painful that he screamed, his penis was enlarged, and his face was distorted.
Qing Cang's loud shout was like a thunder on the ground, shaking the entire battlefield, making everyone tinnitus and deafened, regardless of friend or foe.
But, this is not the most critical...
The people he really wants to target, on the contrary, are his pair of beautiful eldest sons, and the princess of the Wing Realm who he once regarded as a treasure, holding it in the palm of his hand, and was afraid of turning into stone, his precious biological daughter. "Ah---"
"No...I hate it so much..."
"Father...Father, you are so vicious...I...I am your daughter, please spare me...No...otherwise, I will never forgive you, daughter."
........."
From the ruins in the distance, which looked like a scorched earth battlefield, three shrill screams could be heard!
At a loss, there is also the Wing Clan army guarding them.
Watching helplessly, all the children of their Yijun exploded into blood foam amid the curse, and then the blood foam rose into the sky again...
