Nine-tailed Bloodluan, the contract mount of the Lord of the Dark Palace of the Four Divisions of the Heavenly Realm.
Only the gilded shadow covering an area of thousands of miles can shackle this divine beast.
In the entire Beast Sect, no one can tame the Nine-tailed Blood Rape.
The Lord of God is using her.
A cold smile appeared on Qingge's mouth.
If she tames the Nine-tailed Bloodluan, she will make wedding dresses for others.
If she did not tame her, imprison her in another way. When the message was sent out, he would blame a general who was guarding the sky beast dungeon and behead him, saying that this person had the gold-plated plastered terrain of the three-tailed green phoenix and the nine-tailed blood phoenix.
Xuanying made a mistake, causing her to die in the hands of the Nine-tailed Blood Luan. In fact, she was not dead. Fang Yu always wanted to use that old method to make her the second Yan Bitong, with her wings broken and tied up with a rope.
, and the same house with the wolf for twenty years.
The God Lord’s strength is unfathomable, and it should be true that Jiuci is not a vain, but he is just afraid of the Nine Realms behind Jiuci.
If she is "dead" in the Nine-tailed Blood Rape, everything is a misunderstanding caused by a young general who made a mistake in the gilded shadow. Even if Jiuci is angry, it will be useless. If he says that he is in heaven, the Lord of God will occupy it.
Reasonable.
Fang Yu had all the calculations, but he only satisfied his dirty thoughts.
Qingge smiled coldly.
The God Lord took away the Nine-Tail Blood Luan for hundreds of years, but has never tamed the beast master but refused to kill the Nine-Tail Blood Luan. Is it just because of the everlasting powerful power of the Nine-Tail Blood Luan?
If the Lord of God and Fang Zhuo are birds of a feather, if she tames the Nine-tailed Blood Rape, she can enhance her own strength. Also, if she gives the Nine-tailed Blood Rape to the Lord of the Dark Palace, can she help her unify the five continents?
Qingge looked at the Nine-tailed Bloodluan, without fear in his eyes, but as if he was looking at prey and a piece of fat meat dripping with oil.
In this gilded shadow of a thousand miles, Qingge doesn't even have much space to sit in. Looking up, he looks like the terrifying eyes of the Nine-tailed Bloodluan Red Moon.
The strong wind rose, Qingge calmly and crossed his legs and sat down, as if an old monk was sitting still.
When taming animals, the emphasis is on the power of the spirit.
Taming a divine beast like the Nine-tailed Blood Luan requires not only strong mental power, but the focus is on communication with the divine beasts.
A long time ago, when Qingge was a small innate cultivator, her purpose in taming animals was to crush violently and use violence to defeat violence.
But to this day, after staying in the Ten Thousand Golden Cauldron for ten thousand years, Qingge's heart has been settled.
She only wants to communicate and communicate with the divine beasts in an equal way.
On this spiritual bridge, she is not a blind and arrogant beast trainer east of the bridge, and the divine beasts west of the bridge are no longer high above and bloody.
They stood on the bridge of equality, like an old friend I hadn't seen for many years, a pot of wine, a mouthful of meat, and a breeze, chatting about unknown pasts.
Such plainness and gentleness is just like the faint frost mist in late autumn, and it caresses off a trace of violent aura of the Nine-tailed Blood Rainbow.
I thought the wind was quiet and the waves stopped, and a sharp sound suddenly sounded, but I saw the Nine-tailed Bloodluan open her mouth and make a harsh voice. I bent down and the hanging wings moved slightly, and all the feathers on my body turned into fiery red arrow lights.
The blades rushed towards Qingge in a dense manner, as if they could penetrate Qingge's arrows into the heart.
Singing as lightly as a mountain, like a master who has attained enlightenment. In the vast world, facing the fierce blood phoenix, she not only did not panic, but seemed to have entered a higher realm, neither Buddha nor Tao nor immortal, but indifferent
Detached and stay away from the strong people in the world.
The Nine-tailed Bloodluan opened its bloody mouth that could swallow a city, and when it leaned down, it brought a hurricane to reverse it, opening its sharp mouth up and down, attacking Qingge, and above Qingge's head, it even made a sharp sound that was even more terrified by the terror of the terror.
Voice.
Qingge was wearing a white robe and three thousand silver hair danced. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled slightly. Her eyes reflected the throat of the nine-tailed blood phoenix. Qingge said: "I stand in the world, and I am enemies from all directions, and I will be tempered thousands of times,
Troubles and disasters, swords, mountains, fires, forests, heaven and earth do not collapse, but only seek to live. Even if the evil ghosts in the world walk, ghosts wander, monsters are in groups, even if the evil wolf, tiger, snakes and scorpions are around me, blood is spreading my heart, and hunger is everywhere...
But I still want to live. In order to live, I am willing to build my flesh and blood into a city to protect the people, I am willing to use my flesh and blood to make food, I am willing to use my limbs and tendons as the roots of the tree, and I hope this vitality will continue to reproduce.
…”
She said calmly that the world was rotating, the scenery around was blurred and blurred, hazy, clouds, fog, and the scene began to change.
She sat on the bridge, surrounded by countless black crows, there was no scorching sun in the sky, and there were no green grass and red flowers on the ground.
In this world called Black, it is like a sinner who is punished forever in the eighteen levels of hell, but Qingge is calm and calm, smiling at the Nine-tailed Blood Luan who runs through her with a murderous aura of thousands of miles.
"Instead of being imprisoned in the gilded shadow, it is better to work with me to explore the true meaning of the end of the world."
Qingge smiled and looked at the giant in front of him.
The Nine-tailed Blood Rags stopped and did not further devour Qingge.
A whimpering laughter came from the abdomen of the Nine-tailed Bloodluan, mixed with particularly empty echoes.
The laughter was filled with ridicule and disdain.
"Ghosts wander, and monsters are gathered? How do you know that ghosts cannot become immortals? How do you know that ghosts are not Buddhas? How do you know that ghosts do not practice Taoism? Human beings are always ignorant. You make your flesh and blood into a city, but the people in the city are still the same.
Want to dig your flesh and turn into wealth, they drink your blood, eat your flesh, live in your bones, dig your limbs, do all the bad things, but push all the sins to evil spirits. For a group of vulgar and selfish selfishness
You think so, you are really blind and ignorant. People don’t punish themselves for their own sake! Do you understand!”
The Nine-tailed Bloodluan said sarcastically, slandering and swearing.
"If sentient beings believe in me, I protect them. If the people harm me, I will destroy them."
Qingge said lightly, his tone did not have too much ups and downs, nor did he even have too deep feelings, but was so dull and quiet.
The Nine-tailed Bloodluan tilted her head, her eyes as if she was like a Tongling blinked, and she looked at Qingge curiously.
Another burst of whimpering laughter appeared, and red starlight filled the gilded shadow space.
A figure appeared in the light.
The man was a young boy with a rosy red hair that reached his waist. His hair was curled up slightly. His bloodthirsty pupils were like the blood lotus of Forgetful River slowly blooming. He was wearing a slightly shorter red sweater, with nine tails standing high behind him.
Starting up, each tail is twice as big as his body.
The young man wrapped his hands around his chest and looked down upon everything. When he smiled, it seemed that all the sins of the world were coming here.
The young boy's eyes were full of murderous intent, "Humans will always say beautiful words, but unfortunately, I don't believe that you humans don't have a good thing."
I sing and wandering, and suddenly I thought of a saying, men don’t have a good thing.
After a moment, Qingge's mood calmed down and looked at the young boy.
The young man had the terrifying fangs of the blood clan on both sides of the corners of his mouth, and he was a blood-eating little demon.
Then he saw that the nine tails behind him suddenly swelled up, and quickly wrapped around Qingge like a vine.
At this moment, the evil murderous intent on the young man made this world no longer live! (To be continued)