Grandma Xueying sighed softly.

Hundreds of hidden masters have been taken away by the guardians of the Nine Realms.

After so many years...

Mr. Zeng held the Cangyun Demon Core in his hand and smiled.

Mr. Zeng turned his head and looked at Uncle Mo, and wanted to say something. Uncle Mo just raised his hand lightly and stopped all Mr. Zeng's words.

The face of the Ziyun Palace Master was ferocious and distorted, and the figures of Grandma Xueying and others were reflected in his eyes.

suddenly!

The power of the blood demon in the sky suddenly appeared, and as the wind surging, it blew past. Hundreds of hidden masters, including Grandma Xueying, saw the iron chains wrapped around their necks and hands shattered into powder.

I saw that the glittering word "prison" on their plump foreheads disappeared.

Shocked everyone!

Where does that powerful demon-falling power come from?

The guardians of the Nine Realms were all stunned.

Immediately, countless people turned their heads and looked at the figure sitting on the back of the super divine beast White Tiger on the iron chain of the abyss.

She always sat, maintaining her current position without any change.

He has a half-tied red hair and his beautiful eyes are as scarlet as blood.

Beside her was also covered with an outer robe sewn by Grandma Xueying.

A gust of wind blew, lifting her robe off.

The outer robe was about to fall to the abyss. Her hands stretched out, her skin was cold and white, and she was stained with blood. Her long fingers gently grabbed one side of the outer robe.

She lowered her head slightly, and the broken hair scattered over her eyebrows and eyes, and her red lips curled with a faint smile.

Just as she raised her head and raised her stunning little face, thousands of casual cultivators and countless cultivators were all stunned.

I saw Qingge's eyes, like a pen in the painter's hand, covered with blood-red color, without any distinction between white eyes.

The violent wind blew up her hair.

She tied her outer robe on her body, draped over her round shoulders, like a lonely king standing on the iron chain of the abyss.

Is she awake?

No!

She didn't!

The hostility on her body was even more serious and terrifying.

Grandma Xueying was slightly stunned, turned her head mechanically and looked at her.

"No...don't..." Grandma Xueying opened her mouth.

She did so much, but she didn't want to disturb the Nemesis Ye. She hoped that the world of Fire would be quiet and that the Nemesis Ye could also overcome this difficulty safely. As for the others, they were not within the scope of consideration.

But now, she was finally walking deeper into the devil's destruction.

Life is short, you will not be crazy, and you will not survive.

Grandma Xueying lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly.

Even if she cared carefully and tried every means to stop it, this situation still happened.

The Night Queen at this moment is the real terrifying monster!

The Lord of Ziyun Palace seemed to have thought of something, looked at the archers of the Nine Realms who were stepping on the purple flames, waved his sleeves suddenly, used all his life's strength, and shouted loudly: "Send the arrow quickly and execute all these sinners!"

The archers of Jiujiu Realm who had been preparing for a long time and were waiting for the dispatch at any time pulled the bowstring tightly. After the order from the Ziyun Palace Lord, they all let go of the string pulling hands.

I saw sharp arrows flashing with powerful and violent purple lights leaving the string, like a meteor chasing the moon, glittering with light and glittering. The speed was so fast that it had penetrated through the lightning and flint!

Arrows stabbed Snow Eagle Grandma and others.

The arrows of the guardians of the Nine Realms and archers are all made of special materials.

For example, their bows and arrows are specially used to deal with powerful people in the Xuanling Realm!

When the arrow flew out, the faint aura emitted from it could block the power of Xuanling Master.

Therefore, the masters of Xuanling Realm are powerless under this arrow!

But I saw purple light arrows, extremely sharp, burst out from the strings, tearing the sky, singing and moving forward, invincible, and running through Xueying Grandma and others.

The snow eagle's drooping left hand was drooping, and the huge wound was constantly flowing out of bright red and sticky blood, like the blooming Manzhu Shahua!

Blood flowed all over the hands of the snow eagle

, dripping down.

The skin on her left arm was aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with its original skin full of folds.

Grandma Xueying felt the sharpness and power of the arrows, and slowly looked back. Her gray eyes slightly froze. The arrow gradually enlarged in the bottom of her eyes, trying to penetrate through her eyebrows.

Hundreds of arrows, dazzled!

Like rolling thunder, its power shocks the four fields!

"Be careful!" the Queen of Yaochi shouted.

Liu Yan'er's hands were trembling.

Long Shitian's hand holding the hilt of the sword increased some strength.

But at the critical moment, the power of the blood demon spreading in the sky turned into countless blood-colored blades, accurately penetrating the purple light arrows.

Hundreds of arrows shattered in response to the sound, turning into faint purple smoke, dissipating in the world.

Bang!

The archers holding the treasure bow trembled and vomited blood from their mouths. They took several steps in a row and almost fell into the endless abyss!

The Lord of Ziyun Palace, Luo Sangong, Zeng Ping and others were dumbfounded, as if they were as stupid as a wooden chicken, as if they were petrified, and the wind would dissipate as soon as the wind blew.

On the side, a red shadow swept across, and the simple and plain outer robe flew in the fierce and strong wind.

She stepped in the void, walking on the flat ground, and swept among hundreds of scattered cultivators.

Grandma Xueying looked up.

Ye Qingge stood proudly, his back was bleak and lonely, and his body exuded a fierce blood demonic aura.

She looked back and Grandma Xueying's eyes shrank.

What kind of eyes were there? It had no focal length and was very empty. The white part of the eyes was swallowed by scarlet blood.

She curled her lips and smiled cruelly.

"It's really... ignorant..."

"Then... go to die."

After saying that, everyone's eyes widened and rounded, but there was no more figure in the sky.

It was like suddenly disappearing without a trace, evaporating from the world!

Grandma Xueying took a breath and searched everywhere. The other hidden cultivators had their eyes widened.

The next moment, the disappearing Ye Qingge appeared again. She was floating in front of the Ziyun Palace Lord, one leg bent naturally slightly, and the other leg was hanging straight down.

As the wind surging, the skirt danced lightly and the outer robe was shattered.

The emerald green bamboo hairpin is dotted between her hair.

His eyes were full of bloody and evil spirits, like a god who fell from a high place, overlooking the Ziyun Palace Lord.

Ziyun Palace opened his mouth and his heart beat anxiously. He looked at Qingge who was so close to him. His forehead and back were already sweating, but his face was so white that he looked scary.

The Master of Ziyun Palace rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed several saliva.

At this time, Ye Qingge gave him the feeling that he was like the King of Hell on earth, the God of Death coming from the eighteenth floor of purgatory, his eyes full of Forgetful Rivers, staring at him.

It was clearly empty red eyes, but when I looked at him, it seemed like I was looking at a cold corpse, a dead person!

"ah!"

The Lord of Ziyun Palace growled, suddenly turned around and ran away.

He ran wildly in the flames in the sky of flames in the purple smoke.

He wanted to escape from this circle of death, and he looked like he was afraid.

The Lord of Ziyun escaped with all his strength, and his clothes were wet with the overflowing sweat.

His legs were moving very fast. From a distance, he could only see the whistling afterimages of his naked eyes.

Qingge slightly raised his jaw, his eye wings drooped, and his eyes only opened a slight slit.

A cold light suddenly appeared, thunder rose everywhere, and when the fierce and violent aura suddenly surged, she saw her gently lifting her, her bright red hair brushing through her face.

In an instant, ten blood-colored blades lined up from top to bottom, from the skull cavity to the ankle, and from behind the Ziyun Palace Master, it completely penetrated!
To be continued...