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Chapter 720 The Appalling Corpse

The method of using light songs to trigger thunder tribulation is simple and crude——

When she inspired the Five Elements talent in the Tai Chi Hall, she also inspired the demon realm's heavenly arts, thunder and blue lightning, and became a heavenly traveler like no other.

However, she was in a dilemma every step of the way on the Four-Star Continent.

If she were to attack with thunder and blue lightning during random battles, those who knew about her would probably call her a monster, which would give them a reason to kill her.

However, when Ye Qingtian's body was hung on a boulder and forced to take off his clothes, Qingge took a chance and tried to see if the thunder and blue lightning skills could trigger the thunder tribulation.

Fortunately, she won the bet.

The thunder calamity, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly appeared.

She didn't have to beg An Suyou to turn things around.

boom!

The second thunderbolt hit her hard, striking straight down from the Heavenly Spirit Cap, shocking everyone who saw it.

It can be said that after experiencing such a desperate situation before, Qing Ge can survive no matter how great the pain is.

The moment her white hair flew up, electricity surged through Qingge's limbs, and the thunder in the sky was deafening, as if the thunder was unfair and wanted to cleanse this dirty and evil world.

Qingge, whose body was still flashing with lightning, stormed towards the blood tribesmen. After killing several blood tribesmen, these blood tribesmen did not dare to encounter Qingge again, so they scattered and fled.

Qing Ge was extremely fast and grabbed the necks of the two Vampires. The electric dragon burning in her body tightened their necks with her hands. In an instant, she saw two powerful Vampires being scorched by electricity.

The world is dark.

The scene of the end of the world is so terrifying.

The sun and moon are colorless, the sky is dark, and the clouds are dense, like the roaring waves of the sea. In the world like splashing ink, there is only the roar of thunder and the lightning that irritates the eyes.

There was thunder and lightning, and the wind and rain had no courage.

It seemed like a pair of slender hands tore open the urgent space and entered the territory of Mobei.

White hair, green eyes, ink robe stained with blood.

Before her eyes, she saw the extremely powerful vampires wailing and dying in pain in her hands.

No mercy.

Those dark green eyes were filled with ferocious killing intent.

Crazy, violent.

When all the vampires died, leaving only the bloodthirsty woman and the Queen of the Far North struggling on the ground, she sang softly and walked toward the woman.

The woman was unmoved, and changed her steps in a different direction, looking at Qingge with bloodthirsty eyes.

The two of them stood on the hill, looking at each other, both smelling of blood.

The thunder in the sky is angry, and the vast earth is in panic and seems to be destroyed.

Qingge's face, hands, and body were all covered with wounds. She was like Shura from the Nine Netherworld, the God of Death who stole seven souls from people.

"Psychic master? It's really strange. I didn't expect to see a person with dual cultivation in this life." The bloodthirsty woman said with a sweet smile.

Qingge pursed her lips, said nothing, and ran towards the woman without saying a word. However, she saw a cold light flashing in those green eyes, rising up faintly, and turning her body upside down above the woman.

Qingge grabbed her shoulders with both hands, flipped to the ground, and threw the woman heavily to the ground.

At the same time, thunder suddenly appeared, and a lightning dragon rushed towards Qingge, while Qingge violently threw himself on the woman and looked at her coldly.

The electric dragon shuttled through her and the woman's bodies, white hair flying wildly in the dark blue lightning. The woman under Qingge's body widened her eyes in horror, and there seemed to be strands of electric threads intertwined in her scarlet pupils.

entangled like a spider web.

The lightning tore open the tattered black cloth covering the woman's face, and at the moment when the wind blew, Qingge saw a beautiful face.

Of course, you should ignore the wound caused by Qingge biting off a piece of flesh.

The lightning cracked the woman's face, and Qingge looked coldly at the woman convulsing beneath her.

Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes slightly, grabbed the woman's hair, stood up suddenly, and walked towards the huge stone not far away where the night blue sky was hanging just now.

Use the other person's way to return the other person's body.

She would never let the brothers of the Massacre Army and the two generals Liu Hu and Bai Honghai die in vain.

In front of the boulder, Qingge picked up the woman's hair and threw it against the boulder.

Bang!

The woman's delicate body shattered the huge stone.

When Qing Ge lowered his hand, his palm relaxed and a few strands of hair slowly fell down.

The woman wanted to stand up, but her eyes were wide open, her eyes were about to burst, her pupils were bloodshot, her face was distorted, and her facial features were ferocious, as if the power of a wild beast was exploding.

The horrifying bloody lines spread all over the woman's hands and neck, and merged with the lightning-cracked mesh-like face, like a possessed prisoner.

At this time, thunder exploded and the flowers bloomed.

Qingge approached with an expressionless expression. When the third lightning strike was about to hit her, she saw her holding the woman's neck with one hand and her ankle with the other, lifting the woman up. The lightning struck the woman again.

Pour into the Qingge Tianling Cap, stirring the storm in the Thunder Nest.

Wolf smoke rises, and the mountains and rivers look north.

The air is as cold as frost and the strong wind howls.

The body of the woman who was lifting up Qingge was in constant convulsions.

There was a sarcastic cold smile at the corner of Qingge's mouth——

As expected of a member of the Vampire Clan, his fighting ability is terrifying, and his body's muscle endurance is also extremely abnormal.

Most people can't survive even one lightning strike, let alone a woman who survived two and is still struggling to her death.

However, at this point, the woman no longer even has the strength to struggle, and is like a piece of fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Qing Ge threw her to the ground, and then kicked Ling Li's prostrate chest. The woman's body arched subconsciously, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on Qing Ge's calf.

Qingge looked at the woman at his feet and suddenly stepped back.

She stood three steps away and suddenly raised her hands. A huge boulder in the distance was moved by the power of her spirit and reached Qing Ge's hands.

As if aware of Qingge's ruthless intention, the woman vomited blood and said hastily: "Ye Qingge, you can't do this, kill me, the vampires will not let you go, and you will die badly!"

hysteria!

There were tens of thousands of people present, but no one came to stop Qing Ge.

Qingge was not polite and ruthlessly smashed the giant stone onto the woman's body. The boulder collapsed and cracked, and a low roar like a howling ghost or wolf came from underneath.

Qingge picked up the woman who was covered in blood and dragged her to the east.

In the desolation of Mobei, the stunning figures show their splendor.

Walking to a mummy, Qingge forced the woman to kneel in front of the mummy and said, "Apologise."

That was the miserable corpse of General Liu Hu.

The woman seemed arrogant and stared at Qingge unwillingly.

Qingge's face was frosty. Suddenly, she stepped on the back of the woman's head with one foot, pressed the woman's face into the ground with one foot, and kowtowed to Liu Hu's corpse.

After Qingge removed her feet, the woman still knelt down and kowtowed. Two thunderbolts struck her, and she was no longer able to resist.

Qingge walked to the woman's side, straightened her back and knelt down, and her sonorous voice sounded in this desolate season, "Admiral Liu, have a good trip!"

Coincidentally, Li Canglang and other three spiritual masters, with more than 20,000 massacre troops, knelt down behind Qing Ge, facing Liu Hu's body.

“Have a good trip!”

Its sound reaches the sky!


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