"Qing'er's incarnation is also Qing'er. They have the mark of a concentric lock on their souls, and their souls exude the breath of Qing'er, so they are naturally my Qing'er."
"If I ascend to the fairy world and find Qing'er's original deity, their fate will be to merge with Qing'er's original deity. However, Qing Jin, Qi Ruo and junior sister Ning have their own consciousness, and they will be willing to merge with Qing'er and lose it.
Is your own consciousness?"
Chen Yuxiang gently stroked Qing Jin's soft hair, and when he thought of this, he was a little confused for a moment.
"Brother, what's wrong with you today?" Qing Jin felt Chen Yuxiang's strangeness and gently left his arms. He stared at him with a pair of water-cut pupils, "Is there anything wrong?"
"No! Haha! No!" Chen Yuxiang calmed down and beat him up, "Qing'er, have you noticed that there has been any changes in the battle situation?"
"It seems that the Chinese who invaded my Rakshasa have stopped. Maybe they have received some orders!" Qing Jin nodded and said, "At this moment, the Chinese have been safe!"
Chen Yuxiang looked at Qing Jin and smiled and said, "That's natural! The senior mage of the Mage Tower has been wiped out in Daxia. The national war has ended! Qing'er, it's time for you to take a rest!"
"Is the national war over?" Qing Jin's delicate body shook, and a resolute look appeared on her pretty face. She looked at Chen Yuxiang and said seriously, "No! It's not over yet! This is my hometown, I would rather die than die than
It will let the Chinese take a step here! Brother, I don’t need you to help me, but I won’t leave you either!”
Chen Yuxiang shook his head slightly and looked at Qing Jin and said, "The national war is over, but Rakshasa will not perish either. I have already talked with Xia Ziyan, and she agreed to keep the Northern Wilderness Province for the Rakshasa tribe, all the remaining ones.
All Rakshasa people can move here. In fact, there are not many Rakshasa people in other provinces! This Northern Wilderness Province will be the area of the Rakshasa Kingdom in the future, so you will be in charge of this place in the future!"
"Can Xia Ziyan listen to you?" Qing Jin widened her eyes and looked at Chen Yuxiang and said, "It seems that Irina is right. Brother, you are really a robber! No wonder Irina works so hard
Try you to win over!"
"Haha!" Chen Yuxiang smiled and said, "How is it? Am I awesome? Qing'er, can you take me to see Ayu now? I'll go by myself, afraid of scaring the child."
Qing Jin shook his head vigorously: "No, it's not possible now! I have to arrange the affairs of our Rakshasa clan first so that I can accompany you to see Ayu. Moving all the Rakshasa people to the Northern Wilderness Province is extremely
What a troublesome thing!”
"Okay then!" Chen Yuxiang nodded and said, "I'll accompany you!"
"Yeah!" Qing Jin smiled gently and said obediently.
......
Province of Holy Light, City of Holy Light.
The City of Holy Light was not occupied by the Chinese. Within two thousand miles outside the city, it was still the territory of the Rakshasa people. Relying on the formation of the mage tower, the Rakshasa magicians who stayed in the Rakshasa magicians completely controlled this area. Anyone who entered this
The Chinese in the area were burned into nothingness by the holy light at the top of the holy tower.
The holy light of the Mage Tower showed the power of a god in this war, and a large number of Chinese monks died in this holy light. The city of Holy Light has become a Chinese within a radius of two thousand miles.
There are still hundreds of millions of Rakshasa people living in this area so far.
The white light column at the top of the holy tower still soared into the sky. The thousands of Rakshasa people in the Holy Light City looked up at the sky as if they were looking at gods.
They were not looking at the holy light, but a woman.
In the vast night, an extremely beautiful Chinese woman stood in the void. In front of her was the white light column that soared into the sky. The white light column emitted from the statue of the prophet's suffering on the top of the tower and stretched upwards.
, I don't know what height it will eventually extend.
Xia Ziyan stood in the void with one sword, looking at the holy light in front of her, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.
"Irina thought she could compete with me with this formation. How could she know that I could easily break this formation a thousand years ago?"
"Today is the end of the National War, and this holy light should be extinguished!"
The headquarters of the Mage Tower, several left-behind high-level magicians were sweating all over. They tried their best to activate the magic array, trying to use the holy light to kill the mysterious woman, but the formation that was usually like an arm finger could not be activated at all.
The holy light still soared into the sky, but did not attack the mysterious woman at all.
Xia Ziyan moved, walked slowly to the holy light column, and then stepped in.
Seeing this scene, the old magicians all had joy on their faces. Even the 11-level magicians dared not step into it. This woman is really looking for death!
However, the next moment, their faces were extremely shocked!
The holy light that has never been extinguished since the founding of the Rakshasa Kingdom has disappeared!
The next moment, they watched helplessly, the huge magic circle in front of them trembled violently, and the ancient runes shattered one by one. The old magicians connected to the magic circle's mind were as if they were hit hard, and their bodies flew backwards.
The blood arrows in his mouth are rushing wildly!
In the City of Holy Light, millions of Orthodox Christians were stunned when they saw the Holy Light extinguished!
After a while, people realized that there was a noise in the city.
"Oh my God! What's wrong? What did I see?"
"Omnipotent Lord! Have you abandoned your faithful servant?"
"Is that female devil a demon from the abyss? Why can the Holy Light be extinguished?"
"It's terrible, it's really terrible! Is the omnipotent Lord no longer protects the Rakshasa people, but protects those damn unbelievers and pagans?"
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Xia Ziyan looked at the disturbing crowd below, a smile appeared on Lingxiu's face, raised her jade feet gently, and then put them down!
boom!!!!!!
The headquarters of the Mage Tower that has existed for many thousands of years, the holy land in the hearts of all Rakshasa people was blown into the depths of the ground by this kick and disappeared!
With the holy tower as the center, the earth and rocks rolled in an instant, and the mud surging. The calm earth was like a tsunami, causing a hundred feet of mud. The earth shook violently, and the mud instantly destroyed the entire city of holy light, and then towards the
Sweeping across all directions. The earth and rocks were raging wildly with terrifying energy. No one could escape wherever they passed. All the Rakshasa people died in the mud, and no one could escape.
The terrifying mud swept across the Sicilian plains and extended to a place two thousand miles outside the city of Holy Light, and then it came to an abrupt end. Two thousand miles away was the area that the Chinese had already controlled. The mountainous mud lang put the outer edges
The Chinese army was also shocked, but it disappeared silently outside the military camp.
Xia Ziyan looked at this scene calmly and smiled indifferently: "After all, I am a Chinese, and I can't watch my Chinese continue to consume with the Rakshasa people. Hundreds of millions of Rakshasa people are all crazy, I don't know how to drag my Daxia to death.
How many men? So I'd better let this evil man do it!"
"So much more has been added, this blood of the people should be enough!"
Looking at the ruins stretching thousands of miles below, Xia Ziyan smiled slightly and disappeared.
......
Just as the holy tower collapsed, the northern wilderness province began to the north, the grassland province in the south, the imperial capital Petersburg in the east, and the Wanren Mountains in the west, the hundreds of millions of Rakshasa people were all confused, and the craze in their eyes was
The color faded, and there was only confusion.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
Everyone felt that they were missing something, but they couldn't find what it was.
Rakshasa Kingdom, a small town called Yese Town.
After a moment of confusion, a woman suddenly screamed sharply: "Oh my God! What did I do! I actually gave my daughter to the traveling magician! She was only six years old! Damn Pira
Wen White, the bad guy from the White family! Oh my god! He deserves to die!"
"Iniesta! That damn third-level magician! He actually claimed to have the right to first night for all the girls in this parish! My first night actually gave this disgusting guy! God, I must be confused!
"A girl screamed, her little face flushed red.
"Kill him! Kill that bad guy! Kill that damn magician!" A young man roared with red eyes, "My Anne was also taken away by him! I was once proud of it! Damn it
!I want to kill Iniesta and that dirty guy!”
"Damn Chu Ye Quan! Damn Magician! Damn Lord! Kill them! Kill them!" The people in the town became extremely angry in an instant, and rushed towards the lord's mansion and the mage tower with various weapons, holding various colors of weapons, and rushed towards the lord's mansion and the mage tower.
.
Iniesta, the only magician in the town, was also confused and had no idea what was going on. Before he could react, he was chopped into meat sauce by the angry crowd. The body of the Rakshasa magician was not
Ordinary weak, mortal swords are enough to kill them.
The town lord Sir Harvey suffered even more miserable. As the local lord, he shared the right to first night with Iniesta, but his rights were only valid within his manor. The angry mob rushed into the manor
Not only did Sir Harvey be torn to pieces, but his wives and more than a dozen daughters were also ravaged and killed by crazy mobs, while the other dozen sons were directly killed.
The order of Yese Town was lost in this moment.
The order of the Rakshasa Kingdom is maintained by the soul imprint left by the baptism ceremony on the people. Now the holy tower has been destroyed by Xia Ziyan, and the shackles bound to the hearts of the Rakshasa people are instantly broken.
People are no longer uniform and uniform to the outside world, but civil strife broke out in an instant. The poor and slaves instantly found the target of hatred. The lord and the magician enjoyed the right to the first night, so naturally they were the first to be involved, and then the wealthy merchants and proprietors
.In the end, the mobs no longer had specific goals and were just trying their best to vent their anger.
Things like Yese Town happen in every corner of the Rakshasa Kingdom. The Rakshasa people who have lost their faith are driven by anger and confusion, and wantonly vent their anger.
The Chinese army and monks who entered Rakshasa had received orders to stop attacking Rakshasa people and stand by on standby. As the holy tower overturned, Rakshasa people themselves were instantly trapped in civil strife, and blood and fire were once again spread throughout the country.
The breath.
This country, which had a history of more than 100,000 years, finally completely collapsed in the face of internal and external difficulties. Even if it moved to the Northern Wilderness Province, it would no longer have the centripetal force it would be proud of and could no longer confront the Chinese people.
......
Chen Yuxiang took Qing Jin and flew past the Rakshasa land under the night. Looking at the Rakshasa land with fire everywhere, Qing Jin's face also turned pale.
She has no complete soul and will naturally not be affected by the baptism ceremony. Therefore, she does not trust the illusory Lord, nor does she trust the wizard Tower and Irina. Therefore, in order to avoid being forced to leave the inheritance, Qing Jin chose to be in the Holy Holy in order to avoid being forced to leave the inheritance.
The illusion of the lake island in the trial land tempts Chen Yuxiang to protect herself by borrowing seeds.
So she is not a Rakshasa person in the traditional sense.
However, after all, she was born on this land and always considered herself a Rakshasa person. She was willing to sacrifice her life and everything to protect the Rakshasa clan, because her tribe members lived on this land.
This national war, she was already desperate about the result. Qing Jin was also very grateful for being able to retain a corner of the northern wilderness province for the Rakshasa tribe. Naturally, there was a hint of the Rakshasa tribe's wish to make a comeback in her heart, but she saw that
Everything that was happening below, Qing Jin knew that it was completely impossible for the Rakshasa people to make a comeback!
At this time, the Rakshasa tribe was already a mess. Even if they moved to the Northern Wilderness Province, there would probably be endless internal struggles. Now the population difference between Daxia and Rakshasa has reached a hundred times. It is not easy to rise again!
Looking down at the vast earth everywhere in the fire, a tear quietly slid from Qing Jin's eyes and fell into the vast night...