The low voice was mixed with incomparable banter.

Yue Qingchen was wearing golden armor, just like the aloof god.

The golden glow that is released all over the body makes people unable to take their eyes away!

"I thought you would become more powerful after ten thousand years, but it turns out you are still like this..."

Joking voices echoed in all directions.

Feng Qingyao was trampled under her feet and her whole body was shaking.

Inside and outside the barrier.

A group of people all raised their heads high, staring at the battle in front of them.

Wait until all the smoke clears.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

"God Lord Qingyao...she was defeated?"

"How is it possible? Ten thousand years ago, Lord Qingyao defeated Feng Qingqing with his own hands. How could she be defeated?"

People from all walks of life stared at the scene in front of them with horror on their faces.

The deans of the six courtyards were also stiff at the moment.

I can't believe what I'm seeing...

Feng Qingyao was restrained by the God-killing Formation.

The face under the veil was already red from suppressing it.

She opened her lips as if she wanted to speak.

But I heard Yue Qingchen smiling slightly.

"Are you so powerful? Come, let everyone see what the God in their hearts looks like now."

As he spoke, Yue Qingchen stretched out his hand to lift off Feng Qingyao's veil and cloak.

"Stop! Feng Qingqing, stop it!!" Feng Qingyao's eyes widened and she shouted in a low voice!

However, Yue Qingchen couldn't help her.

Instead, he put his foot on her face and stepped on it hard.

Then, she bent down slightly.

The power of his fingertips quietly waved.

Immediately, he tore off Feng Qingyao's veil and cloak.

It's just a matter of seconds.

A woman with a seemingly vicissitudes of life appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

The woman's face is weathered and haggard, like an old lady.

Even the hair is gray.

"No!!!" Waiting for the veil and cloak on his face to be torn off.

Feng Qingyao let out an angry roar.

She was originally planning to kill the wind gently with her own hands.

Then swallowed up all the power of Feng Qingqing.

As long as she completes all this, she will be able to regain her youthful and beautiful appearance...

No matter what, she can't let the world see her like this!

The howling wind.

He looked at the extremely old woman with such attention.

among the crowd.

Everyone looked at the vicissitudes of life in horror...

Each and every one of them felt that their three views had been impacted.

In their hearts, Goddess Qingyao is the most beautiful woman in the world.

That is the invincible God of War in their hearts.

Why…

Why is it like this?

Especially, in contrast to the woman wearing golden armor in front of me, it looks so obvious.

"Ouch!!!" Outside the barrier, Yue Xiaoye stared at the person above her, suddenly bent over in an exaggerated manner, and retched from her mouth.

He patted his chest hard.

"Where does this ugly thing come from? It's so irritating to the eyes that it almost makes me sick!"

Watching my mother subdue Feng gently.

Yue Xiaoye now had no scruples.

Long Qianmo turned his head indifferently and glanced at Xiao Ye helplessly.

He chuckled and shook his head.

Above, Yue Qingchen's foot stepped hard on Feng Qingyao's head again.

She just knew...

With Feng Qingyao's exaggerated character, today she was wearing a veil and a hat to cover her appearance, which was definitely not normal behavior.

really……

As she expected.

"Feng Qingyao, you are such a dead dog, it really opened my eyes." Yue Qingchen lowered her head and said quietly.

That tone was the same as when Feng Qingyao was trapped.

Feng Qingyao stood up again angrily, preparing to struggle.

However, she was completely trapped by the God-killing formation.

Can't exert any power at all.

"Feng Qingqing...why don't you die?!"

Feng Qingyao's eyes were filled with fire, and she screamed.

Yue Qingchen tugged at her bright red lips.

"If I don't see you die, nothing will happen to me."

As she said this, she pulled Feng Qingyao up from the ground.

The Phoenix Sword in her hand gently patted her long, dry face.

She arched her pretty eyebrows.

"Feng Qingyao, do you remember? Thousands of years ago, you held a sword like this and scratched my face..."

"The wind is gentle..." Feng Qingyao's teeth were chattering.

Yue Qingchen suddenly laughed.

"But, your face is not worth my touch. I'm afraid you will dirty my sword."

Feng Qingyao just took a breath.

But I saw the wind gently and suddenly moved my fingertips.

From her fingertips, a ball of strange fire emerged.

Straight into her eyebrows.

He didn't wait for Feng Qingyao to react.

All I saw was that Feng Qingyao froze.

She saw that her soul was being pulled away!

"Feng Qingqing, what are you doing?!" Feng Qingyao finally realized that she was afraid.

Starting from the gentle breeze.

She never thought she would fail.

But now, her whole body was filled with fear.

"Remember? You and the Xie Yin Clan dispersed your father's soul..."

"It's time for you to fully appreciate everything you have done..."
To be continued...