Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

Above the sky, the heaven and the earth are like washing.

There are only two figures.

A flesh and blood skeleton is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood are wriggling.

The other one, like a white-haired fairy, was full of heroic power, with a thunderous face, staring down angrily, keeping his sword finger slanting downward, motionless.

"Xianli prototype..."

Ye Qing muttered to himself, the appearance of flesh and bones was very miserable.

The shock in his voice could not be concealed.

As the target of Tianheng's attack, he has the deepest feeling for the tricks.

The power that condenses energy, soul, and lifespan has touched the power of the heavenly realm, forming the embryonic form of immortal power!

This power is very weak, only about one hundred thousandth of the real immortal power. This subtle qualitative change is enough to cause fatal damage to any great saint.

So much so that if Tianheng's vitality can be maintained for another two seconds, Ye Qing can only use the Tiangong rotation array to escape.

Looking up at the figure above, his eyes are full of awe.

As the breeze swayed, Tianheng's figure like a banished immortal flew away bit by bit and disappeared with the wind.

Not far away, the Qiankun chessboard and the black magic gun were also affected by Yi Tianxia, ​​causing the body to be damaged.

Qi Ling's breath of black and white deer was extremely weak, looking at the disappearing Tianheng, its eyes flashed a bit sad, but also a bit decisive.

boom! The Qiankun chessboard was shattered, and all the essence and essence of the sacred artifact became the food for the artifact spirit.

At this moment, its power returned to its peak.

The menacing, black and white light is very unstable, faintly about to explode, it sweeps the power and rushes towards Ye Qing.

"Oh, why should you?"

Ye Qing squinted at the black and white light group transformed by the black and white deer.

The next moment, Ye Qing punched him away.

Containing the power of a full blow from the peak of the soul domain, it was blown out by the punch halfway.

There is no possibility of injuring Ye Qing for an earthly artifact that is not controlled by its owner!

Ye Qing put away the broken black magic gun, and glanced at the devastated central capital below.

The Tiangong rotation array is exerting its power independently and automatically repairing some important buildings.

Ye Qing didn't use the Tiangong rotation formation to resist Tianheng, otherwise this formation would probably lose its power and stagnate.

...

Inside Qingfeng Palace.

Yu Huanglan and her confidants were all staring blankly at the sky.

Without the eyes of delusion, they can only come to the conclusion that there is a mysterious strong man fighting above, and they can't get more information.

Only Zuo Qingfeng quickly woke up.

Her eyes were horrified, but she smiled sarcastically, "Maybe the murderer who killed your son was one of the two warring parties?"

Zuo Qingfeng knew very well that one of them must be Ye Qing.

She also knew that this bastard was the only one in Zhongdu who had the guts and strength to kill Jiang Yunyang quietly!

Yu Huanglan took a deep look at the sky, but there was no movement above it.

It seems that the battle has been won and lost.

She was not sure that, as Zuo Qingfeng said, one of them was the murderer.

But it is certain that this is not something she and her two confidantes in the mid-level Soul Domain can handle.

Therefore, she would not pay too much attention to the battle of the mysterious strong man.

"Bitch!" Yu Huanglan's eyes were fierce, her figure flashed, and she had already appeared in front of Zuo Qingfeng, she raised her hand and was slapped.

Snapped! The sound of slapping was clear and piercing.

On Zuo Qingfeng's cheeks, the slap marks were clear, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight back.

It's just that Yu Huanglan's strength is stronger than hers, and she was at the middle level of the soul domain six hundred years ago.

The power and background of Tianfeng Palace are not weaker than that of Pan Demon Realm.

Zuo Qingfeng was seriously injured again, and she just stepped into the elementary level of the Soul Realm not long ago, and the Succubus Soul Realm couldn't deal with Yu Huanglan at all.

She suppressed Yu Huanglan before, nothing more than relying on Jiang Ya's favor and many shadow slaves.

But now, the array master has not returned, and the few surviving shadow slaves were also killed by Yu Huanglan's men just now.

Now Zuo Qingfeng is alone and helpless, and has no power to resist.

No one dares to intervene in the harem dispute!

"Little bitch, I can't catch the murderer in a day,

You will be tortured every day! I will abolish your son too! "

Yu Huanglan's eyes were venomous.

She completely lost her mind and was unable to trace the truth, so she immediately listed Zuo Qingfeng's mother and son as the biggest suspects.

Hearing the word son, Zuo Qingfeng smiled instead of anger, slightly provocative, "Okay, if you can really abolish him, I will thank you with three kowtows and nine obeisances, and I will serve you as your slave from now on!"

Yu Huanglan was stunned, and became more fierce, clutching Zuo Qingfeng's lapel, "You don't think your son just stepped into the realm, and you just stare at him? Do you really think that Qiangu Weiyi's body cultivation is so great?"

"That is, you can't imagine how powerful my good son is."

Zuo Qingfeng's eyes were venomous, not inferior to Yu Huanglan's.

It's just that Yu Huanglan subconsciously felt that this hatred was not aimed at her.

It's so weird!

"If you want to find the real culprit, then go to my good son, he will definitely tell you the answer."

Zuo Qingfeng grinned, and matched with the corners of his mouth that was bleeding, revealing an indescribable ferocity.

Yu Huanglan was in shock.

The two confidantes beside him are the Phoenix Guards in white brought out from Tianfeng Palace.

At this time, the two suddenly turned around and looked out of the courtyard. On the stone bridge stood a figure with hands behind their backs.

"Hey, you are quite capable in training female slaves, but you are not a qualified female slave."

Ye Qing opened his mouth quietly.

Zuo Qingfeng is an obedient son and instigated Yu Huanglan to find trouble for him, which is tantamount to betrayal.

Of course, it was reasonable for her to have this reaction.

Zuo Qingfeng didn't say a word, but returned his cold gaze.

"Who?" Yu Huanglan looked at Ye Qing suspiciously, feeling a little weird.

This person feels familiar, but in fact it is very strange.

"Who? Of course it's my good son." Zuo Qingfeng responded.

"Jiang Ruochen?"

"No, just my cheap son."

Yu Huanglan was a little dazed, she could hear the resentment in Zuo Qingfeng's tone, but she didn't understand the source of the resentment, "Is it your adoptive son?"

Ye Qing sighed and waved his hands, "You take Zuo Qingfeng away, and teach her well for me."

It doesn't matter if Zuo Qingfeng is dead or not.

Of course, even if Yu Huanglan was given 10,000 courage, at most she would personally punish Zuo Qingfeng out of anger, but she would never dare to kill him.

Because if Zuo Qingfeng died, Jiang Ya would not let her go.

Zuo Qingfeng gritted her teeth, but stubbornly did not ask Ye Qing for help.

She had a flash of inspiration, and changed the topic, "You just killed Tian Heng!"

This is a matter of reason.

As early as in Fulong Mountain, when she was forced to submit to Ye Qing, she guessed the plan that the other party might carry out next.

Yu Huanglan showed a look of shock, "Speaking of which, the aura just now contains the way of playing chess, and it is indeed the method of senior Tianheng."

"Hey, Zuo Qingfeng, Zuo Qingfeng, you have been dishonest again and again, you want to die, and you also want Jiang Ruochen to die?"

Ye Qing sighed, "If you are like this, even if I want to spare the lives of both of you, mother and child, it will be very difficult to do so.

"Tianheng is dead, and now I can mobilize eighty to ninety percent of the Tiangong rotation formation. Do you think you are still useful?"

There is a formation barrier with flickering phantoms of the Heavenly Palace, covering the Qingfeng Palace. ?

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