Qingying Jinghong

"I'm hungry, ask your little brother to bring me something to eat." Ziran changed the subject and almost lost his waist.

"How can I have a little brother?"

"Aren't those people outside you all?"

"I was brought here too."

"It doesn't matter, I'm hungry."

Ziran pushed and pushed her out of the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Qingzhao heard the sound of the door being locked behind it.

"You open the door for me!"

Glancing at the two spirit beasts at the door, Qingzhao suddenly lowered his voice, but the force of knocking on the door did not decrease.

"Leave it to me here."

Ziran's voice came from the crack of the door, it was meaningful, and Qingzhao's mind seemed to have the scene of his thin lips gently opening.

The eyes under the mask must still be so bottomless, as bright as the sea of ​​stars.

After listening to Ziran's words, Qingzhao seemed to understand something, and continued to knock on the door, yelling, but this time it was not with Ziran.

"Bring him something to eat."

I don't know if the two spirit beasts in front of the door can understand, but even if Qingzhao doesn't know what their purpose is, at least they won't pose any threat to her.

If it is true as Ouyang Wei said that there is someone they can submit to in the spirit beast world, then there must be something like a master here.

Maybe that person is the promoter behind the scenes, then the previous doubts can be explained.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, Qingzhao didn't think that the name of the Lord of the Beasts would appear among them, let alone make her the Lord of the Beasts absurdly.

Maybe it's because he's used to being oppressed by Ouyang Che since he was a child, or maybe he's used to getting what he wants.

Regardless of whether the two spirit beasts at the door could understand or not, she just assured Ziran to stay here alone and walked away.

There are no spirit beasts to restrict her actions.

At least she thought so.

This palace is very large, and each floor is guarded by spirit beasts. Every time you walk into a floor, you will see a different scenery, and the spirit beasts guarding it are also different.

With each layer added, the cultivation of the spirit beast becomes stronger. When it reaches the topmost layer, even the guarded spirit beast is more than ten thousand years old.

I didn't think my cultivation was low at first, but now I feel like dust.

Suddenly, Qingzhao's spiritual field trembled, and she felt something calling her.

The aura that had been absorbed before spewed out all at once, circling around her spiritual field without any rules, and often several strands of aura collided with each other without any scruples in Qingzhao's body.

The ninja was in severe pain, and bumped to the door of the last floor. It was strange that there was no spirit beast guarding this floor.

Suddenly, as if pulled by something, Qingzhao slammed her whole body against the heavy door, just when she thought she would feel pain.

Her body passed straight through, the expected pain did not appear, but a strong current surrounded her tightly, Qingzhao opened her eyes.

He was thrown to the ground again.

The pain in the body still didn't disappear, but became more intense.

Looking around, there is nothing there, except that there are all kinds of reliefs carved on the walls, in which there are all kinds of characters, not to mention ten thousand, eight thousand.

The most eye-catching one is the woman who is facing everyone, holding a jade sword in her hand, proudly lingering, her clothes are ragged, and the sword is stained with countless bloodstains.

A group of people in front of him are opposed to him, staring at him, but behind him is a phantom, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly, who is also a human and a beast.

It seemed that the woman was guarding the phantoms behind her.

I don't know if it was successful in the end.

The pain in the body not only did not decrease, but intensified.

Suddenly, he saw a black shadow on the ground, getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly raised his head, only to see a nude object smashing towards Qingzhao.

There was no time to dodge.

It just landed in Qingzhao's arms, and it turned out to be a doll.

Qingzhao took off the outer shirt and wrapped it up for her. At the same time, the pain on her body was not so severe.

The spiritual power in the body surged out in an orderly manner, and finally gathered on the child.

As the spiritual power continued to pour in, the child gradually lost its substance, making Qingzhao think that it was just an illusion.

The phantom floated in the air, and the coat that carried her around her also changed color.

Just when Qingzhao thought she was finally freed from these spiritual powers and everything was over, the child turned into dark purple smoke, slowly circling around her body.

A little bit penetrated into every inch of her skin.

Qingzhao wanted to avoid it, but the purple energy kept walking into her body, and she felt that her spiritual field was getting richer and richer.

Closing her eyes, she could clearly feel the size of at least one side of Lingtian.

At the same time, she could see the relief on the wall without opening her eyes, and the characters on it seemed to come to life in an instant, and Qingzhao deeply felt the grief and helplessness of the woman at this time.

I also clearly saw the determination and no hesitation on the woman's face.

It seems that there is everything behind her.

her whole world.

The war is about to break out, and one person singles out thousands of people in front of him.Qingzhao was worried, afraid that this girl might be in danger.

"There are so many of them, you will be in danger!"

"do not go!"

"You will die!"

But how could he listen to her words, the woman rushed into the crowd, Qingzhao could no longer see her appearance, her whole body was covered with blood, and people around her fell down one after another.

Red eyes.

But after all, one punch is hard to beat, so there is no room for her to think, but that woman is really powerful, everywhere she goes is bloody, I don't know what kind of method she used, no one survives wherever she goes .

Qingzhao was amazed again and again.

But Qingzhao knew that those people were either emperor rank or god rank, which was out of reach for her, and even Zi Huai and Zi Ran were only holy rank spirits, so one can imagine how powerful this woman is.

It seems to have the ability to turn the world upside down, but no matter what, he still guards those phantoms behind him.

Looks like this isn't the first wave of fighting.

"Are they that important? It's just a phantom! You don't even want your own life!"

"return!"

"There are so many of them, you can't beat them!"

No matter how much Qingzhao yelled, the woman didn't listen, but just kept going forward and killing without caring.

At this time, Qingzhao suddenly saw a black shadow floating above the crowd, like a ghost. Just when Qingzhao wanted to see the figure of that person clearly, there was darkness in front of him.

All the wonders around me disappeared.

She felt as if she had a dream, and the shouts in the dream kept tearing apart, pulling herself into the abyss step by step.

It was as if she had entered Nanke again, watching the little girl paint out the emptiness little by little, and then waiting for the place to gradually return to its original state.

Obviously it was a foolish move, but it was repeated over and over again without stopping.