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Chapter 958 Grassland Tribe

A face as cold as an immortal appeared in Gu Qing's eyes, and a trace of disdainful ridicule appeared in this beautiful and beautiful face, just like the scene when the demon cultivator was stabbed on the top of the cloud cliff with a sword!

"Luo Miaoling!"

Gu Qing's consciousness that was about to dissipate suddenly tightened, and strong hatred rose from his body. Under his blood-stained face, his eyes glowed with blood. This was a hatred that could not be washed away by the rivers and seas to a certain extent.

Unparalleled hatred!

This hatred came from the demon cultivator whose body was taken away by him. But now, it belongs to the demon cultivator and also belongs to him!

He must have merged with the soul of the demon cultivator, and he had already made a great wish to avenge the demon at the beginning of the seizure.

It can be said that the hatred of the demon cultivator has now been completely transformed into his hatred! It is precisely this that gave him the reason to practice crazily and establish himself in this world.

Otherwise, just by cultivating for the corpse of evil thoughts, he may not even be sure whether he has the perseverance to persevere.

In her hazy consciousness, Luo Miaoling looked at Gu Qing's dilapidated body, her cold and immortal face showing an expression of pity, "Even if you survived, it's a pity that you can't even withstand this small natural disaster, so you can only close your eyes."

Waiting to die, just like you humbly jumped off the cloud cliff nine hundred years ago, unable to resist me. An ant is just an ant after all, and you can only be a plaything in my hands forever. It is really sad!"

"Bitch!" Gu Qing's eyes widened angrily, and his body was filled with murderous aura.

"Buzz!"

The immortal-devouring halberd rolled, pointing at Luo Miaoling in the distance, inexplicable power blooming, Gu Qing's figure swaying in the tornado completely stabilized.

Looking at Luo Miaoling's mocking face, Gu Qing's face looked extremely terrifying.

"Luo Miaoling! Even if I die, go up to the Qingming, go down to the Nine Netherworld, be reborn in the underworld, enter the six realms of reincarnation, life after life, life after life, even if I turn into a lonely soul for eternity, I still want you to die a miserable death!" I hate you to the extreme!

His words were like ghosts and gods howling, and a sinister wind suddenly appeared in the center of the tornado, making Gu Qing as scary and scary as a ghost!

"kill!"

Crazy roars were spit out from the mouth of the ancient Qing Dynasty, and the nine-layer consciousness sleeping in the sea of ​​​​consciousness burst out, and then attached to the Immortal Devouring Halberd!

The pure light bloomed on the Immortal Devouring Halberd, and the invincible power was awakening. A pure white humanoid shadow quietly appeared on the tip of the halberd. He took a deep look at Gu Qing's crazy face, the pure white shadow.

It blended into the halberd again, as if it had never appeared before.

"Luo Miaoling, come and die!"

Following Gu Qing's thundering roar, the center of the entire natural disaster tornado was filled with viciousness and murderous intent. The euphorbia erupted with a breathtaking killing aura. This killing aura continuously stirred the entire natural disaster tornado, causing the violent

The airflow begins to become turbulent!

At this time, there are many strange phenomena on the Immortal Devouring Halberd, the pure killing energy sweeps across the sky, the immortal gods fall, the nine ghost spirits are cowering, the water of the underworld is inverted, the inexplicable space is exploding, and the souls of the dead in the Six Paths Gate are wailing.

, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and all life was destroyed.

"Kill! The immortals and gods in the sky are like lackeys. There is no living thing under the Immortal-Eating Halberd. Xiu my halberd, I will inherit it, and kill the world!"

Faintly, a sound like killing the world came from the Immortal Devouring Halberd, but Gu Qing did not notice anything abnormal on the Immortal Devouring Halberd because of Luo Miaoling's phantom appearance!

As this mysterious voice fell, suddenly, a faint demonic shadow appeared behind Gu Qing. Looking at the Immortal Devouring Halberd full of killing energy, the demonic energy faintly burst out from this demonic shadow, deep inside.

After taking a deep look at the Immortal Devouring Halberd, the demonic shadow dissipated behind Gu Qing!

"boom!"

The terrifying power was erupting, Luo Miaoling's shadow was shattering, and the natural disaster tornado was instantly blown apart by Gu Qing's halberd. The innocent killing energy on the Immortal Devouring Halberd fell silent, and was then released by Gu Qing.

Entering the void space within the ancient demon essence and blood in the belly of the golden ant, Gu Qing burst out with nine levels of spiritual consciousness, and the whole person completely lost consciousness at this time.

The hurricane was howling, and the natural disaster tornado had completely dissipated, but the violent wind still swept high into the sky. The violent wind rolled up Gu Qing's dilapidated body and headed towards the middle of the wilderness plain!

In the fairy world, Luo Miaoling's eyes were slightly closed, sitting cross-legged in the main hall, with fairy light blooming all over her body, and her face was as cold as a banished fairy without any expression.

Suddenly! Her eyes opened, a ray of fairy light burst out from her eyes, and a frightening feeling appeared in her mind!

"Nine hundred years have passed! I have practiced the Supreme Purity Xuantian Reincarnation Technique intensively, and my seven emotions and six desires have completely faded away. But! Why do I think of him?" The murmuring words came from Luo Miaoling's mouth.

"Are you really my inner demon?" Luo Miaoling's eyes exuded a trace of confusion, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time!

At this time, even though she had ascended to the Immortal Realm and became a High Immortal, she had no idea that the Gu Qing in the lower world was no longer the same Gu Qing. It was even more impossible to know that the Gu Qing of today was a person who was pursuing success.

The true strong man on the holy path.

In the middle of the wild plains!

Under the blue sky, the sun shines on the earth, and the sky is like a dome, covering the surrounding fields. Thousands of spiritual sheep roar and gallop on the grassland, and a vast song blooms in the mouth of an old herdsman.

The old herdsman rode a horse and kept driving the sheep. In front of him was a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old, lying on the back of the horse, with an innocent smile on her red face.

Suddenly! The flock of sheep galloping ahead became a little panicked, as if they had encountered something terrible!

"Hush!"

The old man's kind face was startled, and then he stopped the horse.

"Little Ulan, stay in Huojiao and don't run around. Grandpa will come as soon as he goes." The old man warned the little girl.

"No, grandpa! I want to come with you!" Xiao Wulan said coquettishly.

Looking at Xiao Ulan's innocent little face, the old man sighed helplessly, picked up Xiao Ulan's body and walked forward.

"Grandpa is the best!" Xiao Ulan's happy laughter echoed around.

As the grandfather and grandson approached the panicked sheep, a frightened voice sounded from Xiao Wulan's mouth, "Grandpa, what's wrong with him?"

Among the flock of spirit sheep, I saw a dilapidated body covered in blood, with loose silver-white hair covering most of its face. The whole person was silent, as if it had been dead for a long time.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the old man was also shocked, and then he quickly came to this person and brushed away his disheveled hair. A very delicate face appeared in the eyes of the old man and Xiao Ulan.

Who is this person if he is not Gu Qing! He was blown to the center of the grassland by the strong wind. As the wind disappeared, Gu Qing's dilapidated body fell into this area, allowing the grandfather and grandson to meet him!

"He was still a child! How could he die here!" Looking at Gu Qing's delicate face and dilapidated body, a trace of unbearability flashed across the old man's face, and the words in his mouth seemed to be filled with regret.

"Woo!"

Little Ulan's cry came, and her delicate little hands kept shaking the old man's arm, "Grandpa, please save this big brother quickly, he is so pitiful!"

Looking at Xiao Ulan's crying face, the old man sighed helplessly: "Little Ulan is good, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to save him, but as you have seen, this child is already dead!"

Hearing the old man's words, Xiao Ulan suppressed his sobs, but the tears in his eyes continued to drip down.

"Eh!"

"Grandpa, big brother moved his finger, he's not dead yet!" Xiao Ulan's little face flashed with excitement, her petite body jumped up happily, and she pointed at Gu Qing's dilapidated body.

"Um?"

Xiao Ulan's words shocked the old man, and he quickly put his hand between Gu Qing's nose to test whether Gu Qing was really not dead.

The weak breath from Gu Qing's nose slowly sprayed on the old man's fingers, which made the old man's expression brighten. "Good granddaughter, this child is indeed alive. Quickly bring the fire-footed horse, and we will go home right away." Feeling it.

Gu Qing is indeed still alive, the old man quickly gave instructions to Xiao Ulan.

After it was confirmed that Gu Qing was really not dead, Xiao Wulan's innocent little face burst into a happy smile, and she hurried to bring the fire-footed horse over.

The grandfather and grandson carefully helped Gu Qing's dilapidated body onto the fire-legged horse, and they also rode on it. The broad horseback carried the three of them toward the distance.

The warm liquid flowed into Gu Qing's mouth with a hint of spiciness. Gu Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, and his dilapidated body shook slightly. Strong pain returned to his body, and Gu Qing slowly opened his eyes.

"Luo Miaoling!"

With a roar, Gu Qing suddenly sat up, with a murderous look in his eyes that was breathtaking.

"ah!"

A scream of fear was heard, and tears rolled down Xiao Wulan's eyes, obviously frightened by Gu Qing's murderous aura.

The childish voice suddenly made Gu Qing stunned. Xiao Wulan's innocent face appeared in his eyes. He looked at the slightly dilapidated porcelain bowl in the little girl's hand. The white liquid inside exuded a strong fragrance, and the memory before losing consciousness.

Slowly gathering together, a glimmer of understanding emerged in his heart.

Luo Miaoling! My obsession with you made me climb out of hell again! Should I thank you? A self-deprecating smile appeared on Gu Qing's face.

No, what I want to thank is that demon cultivator! If he didn’t have such a deep obsession, how could I, Gu Qing, have such deep hatred?

"Brother, grandpa said you are seriously injured and cannot move around." Xiao Wulan winced at the childish words and said with red eyes.

Xiao Wulan's words awakened Gu Qing's mind. Looking at the cowering expression of the little girl in front of him, Gu Qing understood that he must have been rescued by this family. He quickly put back the murderous aura in his body, and a smile appeared on Gu Qing's face.

face.

"Little girl, thank you, what's your name?" Warm words came out of Gu Qing's mouth.

Looking at Gu Qing's kind face, Xiao Wulan blushed and said shyly: "Brother, my name is Wulan, everyone calls me Xiao Wulan."

After Xiao Ulan said this, his face turned even redder. Apparently he rarely saw outsiders coming to the grassland, so he was a little cautious about Gu Qing's questions.

"Ah! Big brother, you have blood again. Drink this spiritual goat's milk quickly. I'll call grandpa!"

Before Gu Qing could open his mouth, the porcelain bowl in his hand was placed in Gu Qing's palm, and his young body turned around and ran out of the tent, "Grandpa, big brother is awake!" A slightly innocent laughter echoed in Gu Qing's ears.

Looking at the white liquid in the porcelain bowl, a warm current slowly flowed in Gu Qing's heart.


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