The seven clan elders led the Qinglian guards to investigate the stolen Mengshen Painting.

On the high platform, there was a silence.

The atmosphere was silent and tense.

The demon queen held the phoenix robe in her hand and stared at the people around her, especially Ji Yue and Ye Qingge.

Why did it suddenly change rapidly, and everything seemed to have deviated from her original idea. "Old Ye, I can't control your night tribe's dream god picture was stolen, but the blood demon has fallen into evil, but your grandson is helping the evil,

Knowingly wrong, even if that is the case, do you not discipline? The Night Clan has been famous for many years. Is it because of a ignorant young man who is not aware of the so-called

The son is ruined by the fact that it is not the same?” Changbai Fairy Mother played with the light blue righteous fairy pearl, sneered, and shouted in a low voice!

"It's hard to say that I want to become my husband's granddaughter-in-law. How can I let her suffer in front of you?" The ancestor suddenly changed his anger and smiled, looking like he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Granddaughter-in-law...

The Changbai Fairy Mother and the Demon Queen looked at the Blood Demon together. The three of them were born in the same era. To put it simply and roughly, they can be considered old. How could the Blood Demon be so good, and they actually found a young guy?

"You have been in a tribe for thousands of years. Don't you know how terrible it is to fall into evil? This is not tolerated in the world!" Changbai Fairy Mother said angrily.

"I won't bother you with my night tribe." The ancestor said jokingly.

The Changbai Fairy Mother was furious. When the wind blew, the Changbai Fairy Mother hit the righteous fairy pearl with her palm. The pearls shattered, and the words "Immortal" inside were scattered like ink and flowing water, turning into thousands of black butterflies, covering the sky and the earth.

Flying towards Qingge together.

The black butterfly is mysterious and has a terrifying aura, making a buzzing sound, impacting the weakest souls of the cultivators.

For practitioners, if the soul is attacked, the damage will be no less than the backlash of the body that is so sucked into the devil!

The black butterfly devours the spirit, a wisp of ethereal righteous fairy aura, exudes a vast aura like thunder and a rainbow, like a mountain and a sea, covering the sky and the earth. In an instant, the sky was torn apart, and this void was even more distorted.

The fairy spirit of the righteous path is like a long sleeve, wrapping around Qingge's body. Under the righteous path, there is no tolerance for evil things.

When dealing with the demonic energy, the power of the righteous immortal energy will be more obvious.

For thousands of years, Changbai Fairy Mother has rarely been angry in front of everyone, and this is the first time she has encountered it.

Ji Yue stopped the black butterfly for Qingge. All the attacks of the fairy spirit were not surprising. The fairy mother of Changbai sneered at her nose, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes, and whispered the ancient magical talismans.

The torn pieces of the orb, like thousands of sharp lights like flowers scattered by the goddess, rushed towards Qingge without any mercy.

You are welcome to kill yourself!

Ji Yue showed off her hands, her long sleeves were waving. She was tall and tall, with a wide back, like a mountain in the sky, sheltering her wife from the wind and rain.

Qingge looked back inch by inch, and the man's black hair swelled on Qingge's face with the strong wind. Qingge narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly laughed.

Ji Yue held all the pieces of the beads with her long sleeves and slashed at the righteous immortal energy with one sword.

The black butterflies turned into ink smoke, and all had penetrated into Ji Yue's body, attacking Ji Yue's soul, intending to swallow Ji Yue's soul.

A cultivator without souls is just a useless body!

All around, panic.

Even the ancestor took a breath. The Regent carefully observed the expression of Dongling Cod and said, "The black butterfly of Changbai Immortal Mother has never missed it. Under the black butterfly, there is no one who can win.

The useless body. Although the Night Palace is talented and extremely powerful, it is a young man, how could it be a long time?

Bai Xianmu’s opponents to the old-generation strong men. I’m afraid there is no more young man in the world.”

"You underestimate his soul power." Dongling Cod said indifferently. The tears at the end of his eyes were compassionate, his eyes were so secretive, and he stared at Ji Yue, who was covered in black smoke.

He clearly only met several times on Qingliantai, and even had jealous of him, but for some reason, Dongling Cod could recognize him at first sight.

The powerful Dongling Cod of the Spirit-Devouring Black Butterfly knew something, but at this moment, he believed that Ji Yue's soul consciousness would not be shaken or swallowed by anything.

Even if he was not Qing Emperor at this time, he was just a young master of the Ye clan.

The Regent was curious about Dongling Cod's determination, raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Yue again.

No one knows the Thousand Tribes more than him.

The Regent had a great memory and had the ability to remember everything he saw. During his nearly ten thousand years of regent, he was familiar with the strength of every member of the Thousand Tribes.

The Night Palace does have extraordinary talents, but the Changbai Fairy Mother is very comparable. How could a clan leader trained by the Changsheng Cloud God himself be comparable to a young boy? "Clan leader Changbai, if you hurt my grandson,

My night tribe's 100,000 cavalry will step down your Changbai earth tomorrow!" The ancestor shouted angrily, with a wave of sound and awesomeness. Every spectator in the Blood Dance Tower felt tinnitus, as if he had an eardrum drum.

There was a hallucination with echoes, and I felt dizzy and couldn't even concentrate. The ancestor's violent shout was like the most powerful beast in blood, and the sound waves surged up to the sky and went down to the purgatory!

A loud sound was like a porcelain crystal shattered, and the confinement formation downstairs of Xuewu was shattered by the roar of his ancestors. Immediately, many wailing sounds came.

Every cultivator standing in the Blood Dance Tower had clearly heard those creepy wails.

It is like countless unjust souls being locked in a small space, torture and destroying their spirits with inhuman means, making them distorted, feared, and hopeless.

Qingge stood on the platform with her little bun in her arms, closed her eyes and listened carefully to the sobs coming from the bottom of the Xuewu Tower.

The hopeless wild ghost in the underworld howled softly...

It's the breath of a demon!

Qingge opened his eyes again and looked at the demon queen with a sharp look.

As Qingge expected, at the bottom of the Blood Dance Tower, the disappearing demon man in the Mermaid Demon City was sealed in the space under his feet.

Captives are slaves.

From the opening of the sky to the present, no one wants to be a loser.

As the empress of Dongzhou, Qingge naturally knew this cruel truth.

She never dared to say defeat, or even dared to rest for a moment. She not only fought for her ambitions, but also admired the people who loved her.

When the empress prospers, the east continent prospers.

If the empress dies, the East Continent dies.

Qingge used cold smoke as his power to weave two restrictions, blocking Xiao Baozi's ears.

When the mother-in-law of the three clans and others fell from the ninth floor, Qingge handed over the bun to the mother-in-law of the three clans.

Her war is coming, how can the fragrance of blood be smelled by the little buns?

The little bun was so tired that the mother-in-law of the three tribes took him and hugged him in his arms. The little bun put his hands on the shoulders of the three tribes and slept soundly, without any sign of waking up.

The soldiers who had been guarding Xiao Baozi in the lonely tower also came to the Mermaid Demon City this time.

He stood in a corner of the platform wearing armor and a long sword, looking at the little bun with relief.

The soldiers guarded Xiaobaozi in the lonely tower for a month. Although Xiaobaozi ate and drank normally, he never closed his eyes and slept.

This long time, as the days are like years, the little buns are all endured in pain.

The first moment I returned to my mother's arms, all I could think of was sleeping...

After the soldier smiled gently, he came to the demon queen with other soldiers, in front of Bing Lingtian, protecting the two women with the highest status in the demon realm.

Ye Wei's expression was complicated, his eyes were slightly red, and he was full of reluctance.

She also wants to appear next to her sister and fight side by side with her sister.

However, her cultivation has been destroyed, she is no longer qualified to set foot on the battlefield.

...

The black smoke around Ji Yue became increasingly dense, which scared the spectators in the seat back, fearing that they would affect them.

Ji Yue stood on the platform with a expressionless face, as if it was still moving like a mountain. After a long time, Ji Yue shouted softly. When his hands spread out, black smoke rushed out of his body and turned into a black butterfly, like a storm.

It's everywhere.

The spectators were so scared that they screamed repeatedly. The black butterfly lost control and would definitely hurt the innocent. If the soul is damaged, it would never be cured by the alchemist.

Suddenly, a man with an unparalleled splendor on the platform disappeared. The next moment, a group of butterflies danced around the sky on the ninth floor, and a figure appeared in the air and appeared above.

The robe was lifted up, Ji Yue pointed to the sky, holding a sword in her right hand.

A ruthless sword, a ruthless blade, thunder shouted loudly, and one sword blade after another appeared and disappeared like a ghost trace. After a few moments, the light of the sword blade disappeared, and only the black butterfly was shattered by the sharp blade.

.

It was like a pouring rain, with the ashes of black butterflies falling down.

The ink mist was shrouded in anger, the man landed smoothly, the sword was sheathed, and he looked at Changbai Xianmo coldly, and had a sense of evil and arrogant arrogance that others could not match: "The righteous fairy spirit is not what you use, Changbai Clan Chief, see clearly

…”

After saying that, Ji Yue's eyes condensed, and the cold light rose everywhere, and the coldness was as cold as frost.

The broken orbs are blending into one, and they are gathering the fairy spirit again.

When the pearl is restored, the wisp of righteous immortal energy must be integrated into the pearl. Ji Yue's palm is a knife and slashes away. When she walks back, a wisp of righteous immortal energy will be wrapped around the fingertips.

Ji Yue raised her right hand straight and placed it in her chest, quietly circulating the power of the righteous immortal energy, trying to communicate with this wisp of righteous immortal energy with her soul.

"The heaven and earth are the Tao, and the universe is set for eternity, and the immortals are created!"

After Ji Yue finished speaking in a low voice, a wisp of fairy aura as light as mist on his fingertips suddenly changed drastically.

The milky white fairy mist surged more and more, like clouds and smoke. After a moment, a translucent outline gradually appeared until the outline condensed into substance.
To be continued...