The sixth volume of the dance of demons 1389 Qingling reappears
"Who am I? Well, for the sake of your dying, I will let you die more clearly. Remember, my name is Qing Ling." The white middle-aged woman said, and a circle of cyan light appeared on her body.
Her face changed rapidly in the blue light, and after a while, it transformed into a girlish face with a delicate face, but for some unknown reason, her skin was slightly yellowish.
Not far away, Ouyang Ming's eyes fell on the girl, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly, but in the end no sound came out.
"This aura... you are not a member of the demon clan, you... who are you?" Liu Zongyang's face changed, and he yelled sternly.
"The body of the ancient demon obtained by Liu Ming is quite good, but unfortunately it is not well preserved. It is really troublesome to sacrifice... Hehe, do you want to delay the time so that you can get rid of the corpse poison in your body? No, no.
You're delusional, this corpse poison was specially refined by me to restrain you demons. Within half an hour, you won't be able to recover even a shred of your magic power." Qing Ling first reached out and touched the yellowish skin on his face, and mouthed
He muttered something to himself, then raised his head to look at Liu Congyang again, and smiled faintly.
When Liu Zongyang heard this, his expression changed with horror.
"Okay, I've told you my name, and I've been talking to you for so long, so you won't die unjustly. Let's send him on his way." Qing Ling waved his hand and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden figure appeared in a flash, but it was the golden puppet that flew up, and a huge palm with golden light burst down towards Liu Songyang's head.
Liu Songyang shouted sharply. At this moment, the amount of mana he could mobilize in his body was less than the usual level. However, he did not want to wait for death. Some of the remaining mana was poured into the black magic gun in his hand.
The black magic gun flickered, and dozens of black gun shadows flew out, stabbing the golden puppet's palm.
The golden puppet snorted coldly, and with a movement of its fallen palm, it instantly transformed into an indistinctly intertwined golden palm shadow.
Several "dang-dang" sounds sounded like metal collisions, and dozens of black gun shadows were shattered into pieces. Then, with a "bang" sound, the black magic gun was knocked away.
With a flash of golden light, Liu Zongyang felt his body tighten, and he was caught in the hands of the golden puppet. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all. His eyes looking at Qing Ling were full of complex colors, including confusion, anger, and even more.
He was unwilling to do more, but at this moment he could only let out a few hoarse, inaudible growls from his throat.
The next moment, the golden puppet raised its other hand and quickly pressed its thumb on Liu Songyang's head.
With a "pop" sound, Liu Songyang's head suddenly exploded and turned into powder, and not even his soul could escape.
Thinking about this, Liu Zongyang was a Tongxuan from the four major wealthy families in the Ten Thousand Demons Continent, and was a descendant of the Shuofeng Dynasty back then. He had extraordinary treasures and skills. He had tried all his tricks to enter the Demonic Abyss Tower, but he died inexplicably here.
It is really unjust to not know the identity of the other party until death.
After the golden puppet killed Liu Songyang, he threw his headless body aside.
Qing Ling's expression showed no emotion regarding Liu Zongyang's death. She turned her eyes and looked at Ouyang Ming, who was holding the other hand of the golden puppet, and waved lightly with one hand.
The golden puppet understood and let go of his hand. At the same time, a golden light shot out from his palm, covering his body.
Ouyang Ming's whole body was shrouded in golden light, and the injuries on his body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a dozen breaths, Ouyang Ming's physical injuries disappeared without a trace, and most of the mana in his body was filled.
Ouyang Ming's face was overjoyed. He moved and landed in front of Qing Ling. He raised his hands and bowed to Qing Ling:
"I've met Senior Qingling."
On the other side, Zhao Qianying's pretty face changed slightly when she saw this scene. She was obviously extremely surprised that the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared in front of her met Ouyang Ming, but she had no intention of letting go of the ink-colored puppet that restrained her body.
Just as she was about to speak, the black puppet's eyes moved as if aware, and a ray of blue light flew out from its fingertips and disappeared into Zhao Qianying's body in a flash.
Zhao Qianying suddenly felt her body tighten, and her whole body was imprisoned by a strange force. Even opening her mouth became extremely difficult.
"Very good. I didn't expect that you were the only one who could enter the Demonic Abyss alive and reach the ninth floor of the Demonic Abyss Tower...but that's enough! It seems that giving you a Key to the Demonic Abyss was the right choice.
"Qing Ling looked Ouyang Ming up and down and said lightly.
"If it weren't for senior's generous guidance, I would never have come here so easily. By the way, why did senior Qing Ling come here? Could it be..." Ouyang Ming was slightly startled after hearing Qing Ling's words, as if he didn't understand.
Qing Ling's words meant something, but then he thought of something and changed the subject.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Qiankun Thunder Ring. I'm here for another treasure, the Huntian Mirror." Qing Ling said slowly.
Ouyang Ming was relieved when he heard that Qing Ling was not here for the Qiankun Royal Thunder Ring, but his eyes flashed again, and he remembered that Liu Ming also came here for the treasure of the Huntian Mirror.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the cave wall in the distance. Under a pile of rocks there, he could no longer feel Liu Ming's breath at all.
But it's no wonder that Liu Ming was hit head-on by the black magic spear that Liu Zongyang was proud of. It was normal for him to fall here. After all, that spear was so powerful that even if he was hit at the peak of the Celestial Realm, he would definitely die.
"Senior Qingling, I heard that Chu'er has become your disciple now. I wonder... I wonder if she is okay now?" Ouyang Ming changed his words and asked expectantly.
"Chu'er is very good. She has the blood of the Sand Clan and the Human Clan, and her qualifications and talents are excellent. Her cultivation has naturally improved very quickly, and she has now reached the True Alchemy Realm. However, this trip to the Ten Thousand Demons Continent is more dangerous. I
I didn't bring her here." Qing Ling nodded slightly and said calmly.
"Thank you, Senior Qingling!" Ouyang Ming's face lit up when he heard this.
"Okay, I see that the demon soul in your body is ready to move at the moment, so I will help you to get the Qiankun Thunder Ring first." Qing Ling glanced at Ouyang Ming and said.
The faint black air lingering on Ouyang Ming's face at this moment is indeed a sign of the attack of the demon soul.
"Thank you, Senior Qingling, for your help." Ouyang Ming was overjoyed and hurriedly clasped his fists in thanks.
"No need to thank you. I will get the Huntian Mirror magic weapon later, and I still need your help." Qing Ling glanced at Ouyang Ming and said calmly.
"As long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse." Although Ouyang Ming didn't know what Qing Ling wanted him to do, he still verbally agreed.
"That's good." A strange light flashed in Qing Ling's eyes, and she moved and landed in front of the bloody heart.
She looked at the heart in front of her, with a complicated look on her face. She waved her arm, and a thick green light shot out from her palm. In a flash, it turned into a dazzling green light blade that was a hundred feet in size.
ha!
She shouted softly, swung her arm down suddenly, and the cyan light blade fell suddenly, slashing on the left side of the bloody heart.
The bloody heart suddenly burst into blood, holding the cyan light blade as it fell.
Qing Ling's eyes flashed, and her other arm moved. Her palm immediately expanded a thousand times in size, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant blue hand more than ten feet in size, grabbing the left side of the bloody heart from below.
A blood glow immediately appeared on the surface of the blood-colored heart, but five sharp green lights several feet long suddenly popped out from the tips of the giant cyan fingers, tearing the blood glow apart easily. The giant cyan hand was blurred and penetrated deeply into the blood.
left side of heart.
The bloody heart suddenly made a harsh sound, which was sharp and strange, as if a baby was crying loudly.
Ouyang Ming's face changed drastically. As soon as he heard this voice, his mind felt as if he was suddenly stabbed by a steel needle. He had a splitting headache and hurriedly held his head and let out a muffled groan.
At this moment, a ray of green light flew out from Qing Ling's hand and enveloped Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming's expression softened, and the severe pain in his mind eased a lot.
Qing Ling moved her arm, and pulled out her green palm from her heart. It quickly shrunk and quickly became the normal size. There was something like a jade talisman in her palm, filled with streaks of five-color arcs.
The blood-colored heart made a sharp sound after it was pulled out by Qing Ling's palm. In addition, the bloody hole punctured by Qing Ling's palm also quickly closed up, and it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
Qing Ling looked at the five-color jade talisman in her hand, snorted coldly, and clenched her fist hard.
The jade talisman was crushed into pieces, and there was a loud rumbling sound. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Barrier in the cave exploded with lightning, but it soon weakened again.
Countless cracks appeared on the barrier, and then it shattered with a loud bang, and large pieces of five-color divine thunder and lightning instantly dispersed in all directions.
"It's so easy to crack..." Qing Ling had a look of surprise on his face and murmured to himself.
When Ouyang Ming saw this scene, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
After the five-color arcs in the air stirred up, they immediately gathered in one place. After a few breaths, the five-color arcs in the sky disappeared without a trace. A dark ring emerged in the mid-air below the black vortex, and the surface appeared from time to time.
A trace of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
"Qiankun Royal Thunder Ring!"
Ouyang Ming's eyes shone brightly, and he waved his hand and sent out a stream of black energy, enveloping the ring in mid-air.
Qing Ling watched all this quietly, as if she really had no interest in the Qiankun Thunder Ring.
As soon as the black energy subsided, Ouyang Ming received the Qiankun Thunder Ring.
But just when Ouyang Ming's hand knocked down the Qiankun Thunder Ring, the black ring made a soft "click" sound, and a crack appeared on the surface. Then the ring "clicked" and broke into two halves.
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Ouyang Ming's face froze, holding the ring broken in half, his body froze on the spot.
"I see, but it's no wonder that after so many years of erosion, this ring has long been an illusion. It's no wonder that the divine thunder barrier was broken so easily." Qing Ling looked at the two rings in Ouyang Ming's hands, with a flash in his eyes.