"You bloody and stupid demon!" The leader of the water clan cursed. Their strength is extremely useful for the Battle of the Sky Devouring, but this demon is so stupid that he wants to kill them for personal grudges, which makes it difficult for them to do so.
Accept, after all, fear of death is the most primitive and truest instinct of every cultivator.
Mingqi did not answer, and waved the long sword and passed by, and a broken style directly submerged the elder. The powerful man of the Heavenly King died immediately. Other elders who were about to blurt out and scold him did not dare to speak.
He knew that he would die, but there seemed to be something more terrifying than death in front of Emperor Ming. It was that power.
Mingqi waved the crescent moon carelessly several times, and then broke one after another. Large pieces of broken pieces sounded around Shui Hanqiu. Among the fatal broken pieces, he was not injured, but was so scared that he did not dare to move at all. He looked at the water tribes around him.
When people die one by one, they only have more fear.
Finally, with a bang, he knelt on the broken fragments of the space, but he was facing Ying Rou. He kowtowed and begged, "Rou'er, please, save your grandfather quickly, please don't kill me, Lord Ming Huang
.Please hurry, hurry!"
The god of death was walking towards him step by step with a knife. His begging became more and more urgent and incoherent, "Miss Rouer, I am your grandson, I beg you, say it quickly, say it quickly!" Finally, he opened his eyes wide open.
, The ferocious face and the disorderly pressure scared Ying Rou to take a step back. There was a hint of unbearableness in her soft eyes, and there was more determination. She bit her lip and said with tears in her eyes, "Shui Hanqiu, you killed my mother."
, I am not your granddaughter, don't beg me."
He was overjoyed when he heard this, and then furious after hearing this. He stood up and cursed, "Bitch, you don't know your shame and forgot me, but your grandfather. You vicious woman, one day, ten thousand people will ride, and thousands of people will be humiliated and die.
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Ying Rou did not speak, and turned her head and listened to Shui Hanqiu's insults. She still remembered how her grandfather sarcastically said and said insults to her father when the Hui tribe was, and how she laughed at her mother for choosing Ying tribe.
It makes people restrain themselves and make the scar on their faces.
Even if she is kind-hearted, she will not have much pity for such a grandfather. Instead, she has more hatred. She looks forward to Mingqi solving this animal that has allowed her to live in a nightmare for more than ten years.
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Shui Hanqiu cursed, turned around and hugged Mingqi's legs immediately. A powerful man with a respected appearance was really unaware of his shame. He laughed shamelessly, "Rou'er must have suffered something.
Change, it will be fine after a while. Lord Minghuang, for her sake, you spare my life, and I will say that I will never be able to do anything for you."
"There are so many cattle and horses. What's the use of a vicious dog that has bit Rou'er and this emperor?" Ming Qi said calmly. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Shui Hanqiu was in trouble, a long handful of transparent water like water
The sword pierced straight at Mingqi's throat. The sword condensed Shui Hanqiu's last hope, but it was also destroyed by a flash of black light. The sword was shattered countless times and scattered around, carrying bright white light in the night sky.
The brilliant one opens the prelude to despair and pain.
The wind of spring pictures in the palm of my palm pressed against Shui Hanqiu's head, and the power of time poured in. At that time, the vicious spring poison slowed down countless times in the years, igniting Shui Hanqiu's desire. He was crazy
Roaring, breathing just twice, but after years of suffering in the spring poison.
The erect lower body broke through the constraints of the crotch and was exposed, which was amazingly big. No wonder he had many descendants, which may be one of the reasons.
This was not over. Mingqi raised the crescent moon and carved it little by little on his sun. Every word was extremely small, stimulating the angry treasure little by little. Mingqi said coldly, "When a roup of it is cast on your soft face, it is a rosy word.
Scars, I will leave ten thousand ways on your ** today!”
After saying that, the wielding intensified, but the small space quickly appeared under the crescent sword, with weak and invisible words "Ming". The pain and blood loss stimulated his nerves to be excited and congested. The more he wrote it, the more hideous the thick and long thing was.
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Finally, the spring poison of water and cold autumn in those years, and the cruel writing of the central spirit completely collapsed, with both shit and urine, saliva, and eyes completely dull. This is a life that is countless times more painful than death.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine..." Mingqi paused in his hand, lifted it and stroked across Shui Hanqiu's face. An inscription quickly settled. The power of the crescent moon was deeply imprinted into Shui Hanqiu through these ten thousand inscriptions.
In his body, there was no possibility that he would want to activate his Yuanli at this moment.
"I will issue a special order. No one of the tribe devouring people will kill you. You can still live with the 'evidence' that I will let you live." Mingqi looked at the stupid Shui Hanqiu coldly and said
The hatred that had accumulated in his heart was finally released and he waved his hand to send Shui Hanqiu off the ground.
After this, Shui Hanqiu's reputation shocked the Devouring Clan, and even many cultivators went to visit Minghuang's work. Shui Hanqiu, who had lost his cultivation, could only be held in power in order to survive, ridicule, insult, and evil.
There will be a fight every day. In just a few days, he has forgotten that he should wear a pair of trousers to cover his shame. Because every time he has a cover on his lower body, he will be beaten and tear his clothes and pants again. After a few days, he has suffered
There were countless fists, and to this day, he had forgotten that people were still wearing clothes.
Mingqi tortured him like this because Shui Hanqiu touched his reverse scale back then, otherwise he would have had a happy death like Yan Jun.
On the second day of ascending the throne, everyone went to the Devouring Hall to listen to the first dynasty of the new emperor, and left the Devouring clan one after another. The Devouring clan became much calmer again. As Minghuang Mingqi, he rarely criticized the major events in the clan, and he was all in exchange for the
Mingyou was dealing with it, and he never came out of the imperial pavilion all day long, so it was difficult for the elders to see him.
Since the two tribes of Shuiyan rebelled and were destroyed by Minghuang alone, Cangzhou was immediately managed by the tribe devourers. After hearing that Minghuang alone destroyed the two major tribes, his itchy heart immediately calmed down.
, unexpectedly came to apologize, and told the reasons for the absence of the throne. After voluntarily apologizing for a few words, he respectfully asked Wen to join the clan to supervise.
In a blink of an eye, three months have passed. Mingqi in the imperial pavilion is fighting with "Mingqi". The guard guard downstairs shouted, "My Lord Ming, the envoy of God is here."
"It's finally here." Mingqi's thought moved, and the other Mingqi dispersed and walked down the imperial pavilion.
The four guards stood at the door, followed him only to the hall after he walked out and walked towards the hall. Entering the hall, walking straight towards the throne, until he sat down, his eyes fell to the hall, and he saw two people.
A woman stood in the center of the elder of God. She was beautiful, with purple-red hair hanging down to her buttocks. She had a graceful body and figure, but she had a strong layer of evil spirit on her face.
"Zi Ling?" Ming Qi absolutely did not expect that this envoy would be Zi Ling! With her identity, she was far from enough to serve as an envoy. However, her cultivation level surprised Ming Qi even more. Jiu Duan
,peak!
At that time, there were only two beast spirits, but now there was a nine-stage peak beast spirit comparable to the tenth level of the Heavenly Lord. The speed of the introductory speed was far less than that, at least in the past forty years.
"Greetings to Emperor Ming, and pay tribute to Emperor Ming." Zi Ling and the two elders of God knelt calmly in the hall, kneeling down to the man she once loved the most, and her expression was still cold and numb, like a walking corpse.
A burst of rich earthly spirit blew out from the bow, Ming Qi frowned slightly. In the past, the earthy aura of purple spirit was purple, but now it was red. The purple color was almost invisible. The red earthy aura made him immediately
Knowing the reason, he frowned and said, "Have you swallowed your own children?"
Zi Ling smiled slightly with a cold face. Although it was not a confusing being, she was also a beautiful smile. Although her smile was beautiful, it was full of coldness. "Yes, Lord Minghuang." She replied.
The bloodline of the prehistoric earth beast was actually refined and devoured by the purple spirit. With all the bloodline power of the prehistoric earth beast, it is not impossible to improve the purple spirit to this level. Instead, it has already killed his child and let Mingqipo
I was surprised, after all, he was her child.
But I imagine how much pain she suffered, it was not only the pain on the child's body, but also the great pain on the mind. Perhaps this is why Zi Ling's strong murderous aura was in her body.
Mingqi felt a little sad, but as a emperor, he could never express it. He said, "What are you doing when you come to the devouring clan?" Mingqi raised his hand and summoned the guards to give him a seat, and the three of them sat down.
Because the envoy is not a god-level envoy, there is only Minghuang and Mingyou in the devouring hall. The three of them sat in the hall, Zi Ling said, "I am here to send an invitation to the emperor's order of the emperor's wind. The emperor said you
What you want to know is in this invitation."
As she said that, she stood up from the seat again, holding a red and golden wedding invitation with both hands, and slowly delivered it upwards. A guard guard immediately went up to take it and presented it upwards to Mingqi.
The word "Happy" with a flash of eyebrows on the front of the wedding invitation is faintly provocative, and you can tell at a glance that it is Fengdong's handwriting. Under the word "Happy", the word "Wind" is tied to each other, which means hugging and hugging. Mingqi's eyes is about to burn out anger.
The temperature in the hall suddenly increased to enough to burn any holy-level cultivator.
Gently opened it, the domineering words of the wind were in my eyes. Until I finished reading it, the entire invitation disappeared directly in Mingqi's hand. A layer of anger gradually faded into Mingqi's eyes, muttering "Fourteenth"
In the future," he turned up and looked at Zi Ling and said, "If you have any help from Zi Ling envoys, please send me a letter. Come, take Zi Ling envoys and the two elders to rest."
The two guards of the emperor immediately went up to the hall, took Zi Ling and the other two down the hall, sat in the hall, and said, "Uncle You, you should know my affairs, I must go this time."
Mingyou was silent for a moment and said, "Now, only the elder has the right to reject your decision, we just obey." Looking at Mingyou's smile, he was silent, as if his shoulders were heavy again. The firmness in his eyes was slightly revealed,
Ming Qi closed his eyes and once again had an unfathomable pair of pupils.
Ye Jing, in the courtyard not far from the devouring hall, Zi Ling was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The earth seemed to have become water waves up and down, and the rich earth element continued to pour into her body in this wave. She swallowed her own
The child, her cultivation has made rapid progress, and the growth of ordinary energy beasts depends on the increasing age, or some magical objects of spiritual treasures, but the purple spirit and the energy beasts improve their cultivation according to their age, and the cultivation of those who are able to improve their cultivation.
Using the powerful bloodline of the prehistoric earth beasts here, the speed of cultivation is amazingly fast.
Layers of red mist enveloped the courtyard, and all the flowers, plants, carp and trees had been dead for a long time. Although the red mist was thin and scattered, it was full of force, as if it wanted to keep people from thousands of miles away.
"Purple Spirit." Mingqi walked into the red mist, and the red mist immediately tightened inward, about to press it, and then spread out to let Mingqi move forward, and opened his purple-red pupils, immediately
He bowed and bowed to Ming and said, "Mr. Ming."
She no longer has the fragrance of Ruolan, which has passed away, but is decayed, bloody, and cold breath is extremely strong on her. Over the past forty years, she has killed many people, no less than Mingqi. "Why bother to be worried about it."
What happened back then?" Mingqi asked.
She did not answer immediately, her eyes fell on Mingqi's face, and a coldness spread from her pupils to Mingqi's heart. Even Mingqi felt a little cold. She replied without any emotion, "What happened back then made the present."
My me, now I, if I don’t care about the past, I will no longer be the me now. Why should Lord Ming Huang ask me knowingly?"
"Why don't you forget? Maybe you can find your own paradise in the chaotic realm of the beasts." Mingqi said again.
Zi Ling suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, Happy Land? The place where the beasts of the prehistoric land have been is just hell. They are the demons I want to destroy." The laughter was very plain, without fluctuations. The calmer it was, the more chilling it was.