Wang Qinghong smiled ferociously, and his smile gradually distorted in Lin Feng's eyes. Lin Feng opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his suffocation filled his heart and lungs. He struggled desperately, but he could not escape.
Although Lin Feng's name is not as powerful as Wang Qinghong, he is still a genius on the cultivation list and has achieved some success. The person he admires most in his life is Wang Qinghong. The two grew up together, and Wang Qinghong survived several times because of Lin Feng's sacrifice of his life for justice.
Lin Feng struggled to death, and he was choked and could not speak at all. He wanted to ask why Wang Qinghong didn't hesitate at all when he took his life. Could it be that many years of deep friendship could not resist the naked benefits when the disaster was about to come?
Gradually, Lin Feng stopped struggling.
Wang Qinghong closed his sinister eyes, threw Lin Feng's stiff and cold body to the ground, and spoke weakly: "Grand Nan, please help me."
He must never die here. He is the son of God and will surely soar to 90,000 miles in the future. Being able to die for him is the honor of Lin Feng's three generations.
"Um."
Nan Xueluo responded lightly, and then the air and wind swelled together, as if countless blood crows had penetrated Lin Feng's body in an instant, and Lin Feng's flesh and blood, bones all became sacrifices.
"Grand Nan, please hurry up, otherwise you and I will be buried here." The magma is boiling hot and swarming like waves. The temperature in the mansion is getting higher and higher. The temperature alone can burn the strong skin of the practitioner. It can be seen how terrible it would be if it was swallowed by the magma.
Wang Qinghong's Adam's apple rolled and swallowed because of fear. Now he could only believe that Nan Xueluo had the ability to escape.
The magma swallowed all the greedy practitioners in the God King's Mansion. Before they turned into ashes, they let out painful wails, shrill, sharp, filled with endless despair.
In the end, they became the sacrificers of the Spirit Sacrifice Death Formation.
Magma rolled in, eroding every corner and every space of this world. It was hot, burning, suffocating, and collapsed.
Wang Qinghong widened his eyes in horror. His elegance and luxury completely dissipated in the clouds and smoke during the wandering of life and death, leaving only a shameful and humiliating embarrassing and despairing.
When the magma came, blood lights appeared in Wang Qinghong's body. The blood light traveled an extremely strong protective barrier. The barrier carried Wang Qinghong and the God of Death magma by passing by, rushed out of the house and mansion, like an arrow shot out, breaking through the golden light of the God King's Mansion.
In this process, Wang Qinghong seemed to be standing in a surging hurricane, not intact. On the contrary, the impact of various forces mixed together, like a knife or a sword, leaving deep bone-visible wounds on Wang Qinghong.
Wang Qinghong rolled on the ground like a ball for several times before stopping. The flesh on his left cheek was covered in blood due to the impact, and the wound was terrible.
"Qinghong." A figure came over and helped Wang Qinghong up.
If you look closely, this person is the great protector of the sect.
The Great Protector was worried, but Wang Qinghong was still in shock. The wounds all over his body were not as painful as the real blood that came from the moment when he was close to death.
Wang Qinghong was helped up by the great protector and fed him a high-quality hemostatic pill.
Wang Qinghong turned around and looked at the God King's Mansion, and the fire was everywhere.
A thousand miles of wasteland is set on the hillside, but there is no news about it.
At the sky of Liao's uninhabited wasteland, the entire mansion burned in the fire, and the light reflected half of the sky. The night was rendered gorgeous, the flames swayed and enchanting, and the night was quietly permeated.
A complex and ancient formation suddenly appeared on the sky. In the formation, clusters of fire fell from the sky, and the light was full of obscure runes.
The sky and the earth were trembling, thunder was rising everywhere, dark clouds rolled, and dark green lights appeared and faintly among the dark clouds.
In a sea of black clouds, a dragon that seemed to be transformed from lightning opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp white fangs, and roared towards the vast earth.
Wherever sound waves pass, there is no vitality in the ground.
A ball of golden light appeared in the circle of the blue dragon.
A figure, from transparent to condense into substance.
He sat cross-legged on the shiny scales of the dragon. The dragon's breath was like a strong wind, the thunder light rolled like the end of the world, the black clouds pressed against the lonely city, and only the smoke and moon covered the sky, and a dark blue mountain and sea shattered.
"God King..." Qingge murmured in a low voice as he looked at the figure.
The figure of the God King became more and more real, with his sleeves filled with wind, his purple clothes and his body independent of the world. There was still a jade slight hanging on his waist, but his eyes were no longer clear, and only a blood-red mist color was left, which was a murderous aura symbolizing the intention of slaughter.
well--
Feng Qi sighed softly.
There is no absolutely pure person in this world.
A man who has never seen you for thousands of years will no longer be the same as you did when you first met.
God King, are you okay?
Once, you said, I hope there will be no demons in the world, I hope there will be no more troubled times, and I hope that the dispute will fade away.
You are willing to exchange your body for peace in prosperity.
Ten thousand years pass by, and in order to survive, you will kill nearly a thousand creatures.
You... are not from this world.
Feng Qi smiled bitterly. It’s not that she is sentimental. She never pity those dead people, but...
She, the female devil in the world, was influenced by the God King and became a hero of that generation.
Later, she fought for the people and for all living beings.
Feng Qi wanted to connect the memories in her mind completely, but there were sharp tingling sensation in her mind that made her scream heart-wrenchingly.
Her memory is partially blank.
She always wanted to find the blank memory, but she was still unable to reach it.
——
Above the black clouds, thunder suddenly appeared, rumbling and deafening, and suddenly appeared like a rock breaking out.
Lightning, flashing.
The God King was like the master who was superior to the world. His eyes were cold and he looked at the sky and the earth, and at the sentient beings and this endless land.
After a long time, he lowered his eyes and looked at Qingge, and lightning flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, a hundred thunders thunder struck Qingge's sky cover. Qingge's clothes fluttered in the strong wind, and electric wires were wandering on the surface of her body's skin. The moment she opened her eyes wide, her eyes suddenly filled with blue lightning.
Her eyes seemed to have merged into the eternal scenery, and there was only lightning and thunder in that scenery.
In an instant, all the electric light gathered together shattered.
Each shattered lightning was fused into Qingge's internal organs, flesh, bones, and limbs, and violently forged.
Qingge's brows were frowning, and the pain was so painful that it was thrilling.
It's like a thunder catastrophe.
Yes, it is the spiritual master's heavenly thunder tribulation.
"Is this... the heavenly thunder tribulation?" Baili Qingfeng opened his mouth wide in shock and felt like petrification, almost unable to speak.
Feng Jin glanced at him and said in surprise: "My junior sister Ye is still a spiritual master? Then again, whose spiritual master has survived the thunder tribulation like this? Is it so terrifying?"
"No, it's not the heavenly thunder tribulation." Long Shitian stared at Qingge.
Liu Yan'er's eyes reflected Qingge, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and she pretended to be calm and said solemnly: "It's... the broken sharp divine bow!" (To be continued)