Hundreds of hidden masters, as well as thousands of casual cultivators, all released endless mysterious spiritual power like wind and rain.

I saw that the powers of different mysterious spirits were all gathered under this sky.

The sky of intense flashing flames covers this.

The power of Xuanling is endless.

The various mysterious spirits were blocked by Ding Xue and others before they even touched Luo Siyu.

The cultivators in this world have finally seen the strength of Sanqianshi.

No, these are just origin spiritual masters.

The differences along the way of cultivation are all revealed! Ye Qingcheng has always placed Ye Qingge at the top of his heart. When he heard Luo Siyu’s insults and saw Ye Qingge’s consciousness was scattered and unconscious, Ye Qingcheng was like

Madness is like an out-of-control beast.

She looked like a warrior who had lost her weapon, but her proud bones were still intact.

The two scimitars had broken off the shoulder blades of her shoulders and were inserted straight into her shoulders.

Ye Qingcheng vomited blood crazily from her mouth. She stared, suddenly rushed forward, and bit Luo Siyu's cheek fiercely.

Luo Siyu screamed and kicked Ye Qingcheng to the very corner of the beast's back.

The wind was strong, and Ye Qingcheng's body was about to slide off the back of the divine beast. When she fell, Di Yungui stepped forward, came quickly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to catch Ye Qingcheng's wrist.

Ye Qingcheng fell under the back of the divine beast and was about to fall at any time. She raised her head and looked at Di Yungui, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Di Yungui frowned and whispered: "Hang on."

Luo Siyu's soft boots stopped beside Di Yungui.

She knelt down and looked at Di Yungui with a smile. When Di Yungui was about to pull Ye Qingcheng up, the original energy blade transformed from Luo Siyu's body penetrated Di Yungui's right arm.

A sharp blade was inserted into Di Yungui's elbow.

Di Yungui felt pain, but still did not let go of Ye Qingcheng's hand.

"It's... touching."

Luo Siyu grinned, and saw her mind and body moving slightly, the energy in her true energy rolling, and another transparent sharp blade penetrated Di Yungui's upper arm bone.

Two shocking blood holes spurted blood out.

Di Yungui gritted his teeth, and veins popped up on his forehead and back of his hands. In the blink of an eye, his ice-blue sleeve was completely stained red by the blood from the wound pierced by the sharp blade.

The blood dripping from Emperor Yungui's sleeves and arms condensed at the end, and finally dripped on Ye Qingcheng's face.

Ye Qingcheng's hanging body was swaying, as fragile and slender as a willow in the wind.

Drop after drop of blood, like the blood lotus blooming in Nanming, dyed Ye Qingcheng's cheeks red.

It's piercingly poignant.

There were tears in Ye Qingcheng's eyes. With her open mouth, even if she exhausted all her strength, she could only say two words in a hoarse voice: "Let... let go!"

"Don't be afraid."

Di Yungui whispered.

He and Ye Qingcheng didn't have much affection.

But they follow the same person.

Emperor Yungui knew that Empress Ye cared very much about the woman in front of her. If something happened to Ye Qingcheng, Empress Ye would be sad.

Therefore, no matter what, Di Yungui would not let go. Even if he risked his life, he still had to bring Ye Qingcheng back.

Suddenly, another sharp blade of energy passed through Di Yungui's arm.

Luo Siyu laughed cruelly, "I can bear it."

Di Yungui frowned, and his eyeballs were covered with terrifying bloodshot eyes.

Even though three sharp blades of energy were inserted into his arm bones, Di Yungui held Ye Qingcheng's hand without any let-up.

He tried his best.

He and Ye Qingcheng had sticky blood on their hands.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Di Yungui in confusion.

Once upon a time, it was difficult for her to accept other people around the empress.

She always felt that the reason why the empress cared less about her was because of these people.

Even though she slowly accepted it later, only she knew how resistant she was.

Only now did Ye Qingcheng suddenly realize that this bond was hard-earned.

But at this moment, it's too late.

She has not fully enjoyed fighting side by side with these people and is about to leave this place.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes. She slowly raised her other hand with a good metacarpal bone and opened Di Yungui's fingers one by one.

Luo Siyu seemed to be appreciating the extremely beautiful Yuhua, a work of a superior master, and let out a disdainful tut-tut sound.

Luo Siyu glanced at Qing Ge in the Ten Killing Formation and raised her eyebrows.

That night the empress sat cross-legged with her eyes closed.

What made Luo Siyu find it strange was that the silver-white hair on Empress Ye's head was actually stained with blood-red color.

The color is still spreading, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was a strange color, redder than blood, as if flowing from the banks of the Forgotten River.

Luo Siyu's heart was obviously panicked.

But soon, Luo Siyu got rid of this panic and focused all his attention on Ye Qingcheng and Di Yungui, with a triumphant smile on his lips.

Di Yungui lay on the plane of the divine beast, holding Ye Qingcheng tightly with his outstretched hand.

Ye Qingcheng had already opened two of Di Yungui's fingers. Di Yungui was sweating profusely, and the blue shirt on his back was soaked with sweat.

Di Yungui's entire right arm was dripping with horrific blood.

He shook his head and roared: "Stop! Stop quickly! No!"

Ye Qingcheng smiled.

She grinned, showing her bloody teeth.

Di Yungui was stunned, Xu Wenfeng, Liu Yaner and others were also stunned.

After being in contact with Ye Qingcheng for so long, they had never seen Ye Qingcheng smile like this.

There is no reserve, no indifference, but a sincere smile.

It would be great if there was no blood on that beautiful face.

How wonderful it would be if she were still standing on flat ground instead of an abyss.

Liu Yan'er's hand holding the Crescent Moon Sword was trembling. She looked at Ye Qingge in the Ten Killing Formation, and then at Ye Qingcheng who was hanging in the abyss of the void and was about to fall, and roared.

"This day, this place, these bastards should not exist!"

Liu Yan'er glared at Qing Ge and said angrily: "Ge'er, have you seen that this world is not as you wish.

No matter how much effort you put in or how many hardships you go through, you can't change the evil in this world.

Look at how ugly these people are, they are arrogant and proud, they are worse than animals!"

Long Shitian's eyes were slightly red.

"What is the way of heaven that I pursue?

What is Wuji?"

Long Shitian shook his head and murmured in a low voice, with a bitter smile on his lips.

If you want to be a king in the world, do you have to fall into hell first and then climb out of the abyss?

..."No-" Di Yungui's voice, filled with pain, resounded throughout the Flame Sky.

Ye Qingcheng had already opened Di Yungui's third finger, and her hand gradually slipped from Di Yungui's palm.

thump.

Xu Wenfeng knelt on the ground helplessly. The jade flute around his waist fell to the ground and shattered. Xu Wenfeng's eyes were terrifyingly red.

He didn't dare to look anymore, lowered his head, and even put his hands on the cold ground.

Xu Wenfeng lowered his head and looked down, and the good man's tears fell one after another.

"Miss Qin Shen..." Xu Wenfeng choked.

Qin Zong clenched his fists tightly and narrowed his eyes.

He saw Ye Qingcheng closing her eyes and willing to fall into the abyss.

Luo Siyu crossed her arms and looked at Ye Qingcheng teasingly, "The abyss is your best destination. Go to hell, girl."
To be continued...