Qingying Jinghong

The glare of all beasts still surged towards Ouyang Qingzhao's body day and night. She was lying on the chair, seemingly unconscious.

However, she saw the woman again.

Holding a sword, fighting in a pool of blood, with scars all over her body, was like a nightmare, which kept spinning in her mind.

She always looked at that woman with a spectator's eyes, and wanted to get close to that woman and help her get rid of those people.

Like crazy, the crowd in front became more and more turbulent, and the woman finally lost her strength, and barely supported her body with the sword, so that she would not fall down so quickly.

The phantom behind her was illusory, and she couldn't see its appearance clearly, but Qingzhao seemed to feel that the people inside were howling and crying constantly.

Qingzhao wanted to go in and take a closer look, but she couldn't do it at all. She could only follow the woman's footsteps and watch waves of people rushing towards her.

Another wave of falling down.

In the end, the woman seemed to be standing on a mountain of corpses, bumping and bumping, without a flat ground. She stepped on the corpses of those people, her eyes were bloodshot, and tears streamed down her face.

She seemed to be saying something, seemed to be smiling, and seemed to be desperate.

Qingzhao couldn't understand that woman's feelings, she really wanted to know why so many spiritual cultivators wanted to kill her.

But she really wanted to stand by her side and fight side by side with her, completely disregarding whether those people on the opposite side would easily smash her to pieces.

I just feel that what the woman guards seems to be the really important thing.

The woman stood on the mountain of corpses, kneeling on one knee, and the sword became her all support.

The flow of people that had been rushing past stopped, and everyone looked in one direction.

that man!

That erratic man.

He flew in front of the woman, bent over to look at her, flamboyant and arrogant.

Suddenly it seemed to be in pain again, clutching his heart, as if praying, like a humble ant, Qingzhao watched his tears roll down on the mountain of corpses, and disappeared in a short while.

Qingzhao couldn't hear what he was talking to the person opposite.

The woman looked at him contemptuously, the emotions in her eyes varied.

I can't see clearly, and I can't see everyone's faces clearly. I just feel very painful in my heart, as if I have experienced it.

Qingzhao hung above the corpses, and those lying down were all men, women and children, but most of them were young men and women.

One by one, the fresh life just disappeared like this.

Qingzhao felt her face was hot and humid, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

What kind of world is this!

She really wanted to go over and end this scene, enough people had died.

What is the reason for putting this girl in such a place.

The man in black was talking to the woman, the sky was suddenly covered with black clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, Qing Zhao saw that the man in black seemed to be displaying spiritual power, and the phantom behind him slowly dissipated.

The whole world is unpredictable, like entering a whirlpool, only this man and that woman are in the center of the whirlpool, without any influence.

The woman stepped on the mountain of corpses, still stubbornly refusing to back down.

Qingzhao was dizzy, not knowing what the man was asking for, he insisted on mobilizing the crowd to push the girl into such a situation.

The man in black was right in front of her eyes, the woman clenched her sword tightly, stood up, raised her head and screamed, and then pierced the man's chest with a swift sword.

The man didn't dodge either.

The bright red blood flowed from the blade of the sword until it reached the woman's hand. She, who was already stained with blood, added a lot of blood, but he didn't care at all.

Two slender fingers clamped the blade of the sword in the woman's hand, and pulled out the sword as if she couldn't feel any pain.

The woman staggered two steps and knelt on the mountain of corpses.

With one palm, the person under his feet was smashed into pieces, dissipated in the vortex, and was about to fall, when the man in black grabbed him and held him in his arms.

She had given up struggling.

Qingzhao's eyes darkened, and the scene in front of her disappeared without a trace, as if it never existed.

She woke up.

She always felt that she had a dream, and there should be some special situation in the dream, but she couldn't remember it at all, she only knew that she had indeed had a dream.

This dream is a bit long.

The ceremony was still going on at this time, and the humanoid spirit beast had knelt here for seven days and seven nights, and it still maintained this posture.

However, she obviously felt a qualitative change in her body, her eyes could see things thousands of miles away clearly, the surrounding sunlight and air felt soft and blossomed.

Qingzhao grabbed the sunshine at hand and placed it on Qianqiu's head. His hair was short, with distinct roots, fluffy, and the sunlight moved back and forth in it.

The eyelashes were long and dense, with many spots of light hanging on them, Qingzhao pulled them away, squatted down, and looked at Qianqiu's face.

"Do I have a lot to do with you? I am the Lord of Beasts. What did you go through before to become the way I first saw you?"

Qian Qiu didn't speak, just knelt there motionless, didn't wake up, motionless, like plaster statues.

Wouldn't this ritual be the way to turn them into stone statues?

"Qianqiu?"

Do not move.

"I'm already awake!"

"Haven't you guys been waiting for me for a long time? I'm here now!"

"Why are you still not moving?"

Look at the spirit beasts under the stairs again, one by one, they are in exactly the same condition as Qianqiu, kneeling there motionless.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

Qingzhao's heart suddenly surged, did they really, really lose their aura?

She didn't dare to think deeply.

Looking at it, the spiritual power of the spirit beast still exists, but it has lost its vitality, and its consciousness seems to have been taken away, and now it has become a flesh statue with spiritual power.

Is it only these spirit beasts like this or all of them like this,

I don't know if Ouyang Che and the others are in danger.