The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

The people around were holding magical instruments in their hands, raising them high in the air.

The next moment, white light suddenly flashed from the center of the formation and spread to the surroundings.

Qu Qingyan was in the middle and felt a strong pressure falling on her body, which made her knees go soft and she couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

Since she was like this, the little one hiding in the system space was also feeling uncomfortable.

The host had already inhaled an unknown gas, his body was icy cold and he was seriously injured.

Now that the Heavenly Dao has descended upon him, he has to be terrified. If he is not careful, he will be wiped out by the Heavenly Dao.

"Yan'er." Qu Honglin felt distressed when he saw his daughter's face full of pain and sweat on her forehead.

At this time, their luck was at its peak and they attracted the attention of Heaven again.

All that’s left is the final blow from heaven.

[Host, you and I are one. Even if he is wiped out by the heavens, you, as the host, will definitely not get any good. Why do you have to hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt yourself by eight hundred? If we both lose, it will not benefit anyone. ]

[Host, please stop. At worst, I won't force you to do tasks you don't want to do. This isn't a big deal, why bother with the life-and-death situation? As long as you stop, we can all live in peace.]

[As for the male and female protagonists Qu Xinzhu and Mo Li, if you really want to, they will find a way to help you deal with them. This way you can also avenge your past life's grudge. Isn't that the best of both worlds? ]

At this moment, the little one was really scared and started to speak softly, trying to dissuade the host.

The pressure from Heaven was too strong. Among so many people present, only she had a relatively shallow level of cultivation. Qu Qingyan couldn't help but sweat profusely, with sweat dripping from her forehead to the ground.

But even so, she still didn't give up.

The old father Qu Honglin's eyes were filled with distress, but he occupied the most important center of the formation and could not leave at will.

He could only wait until the last moment.

The system space does not belong to this world, and the Heavenly Dao cannot detect it for a while. Little One is hiding in it, and there is no danger for the time being, but it cannot last long.

Xiao Yaer knew very well the power of Heaven. If he revealed even the slightest clue, Heaven would be able to smell it and find him.

By then, not to mention the system space, even the system laws will not be able to protect him.

He could only beg desperately, hoping that the host would remember their old friendship and give him a chance to live.

Qu Qingyan ignored him, but he knew that things could not be delayed any longer, otherwise something bad would happen.

So, she made up her mind, used her body as a guide, and summoned the system rules on the spot.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and nine thunderbolts descended from the sky, about to smash the thin figure into ashes.

"Go and bring Qu Xinzhu and Mo Li here!" After saying this, Qu Honglin jumped up and protected his daughter tightly under him.

The purple lightning was about to fall, but when it touched the tall figure, it suddenly stopped.

"Dad!" A look of fear appeared on Qu Qingyan's face.

She was almost struck to death, and her body instinctively felt the fear from the bottom of her heart.

Qu Honglin's body was tense, but he smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

[Host, help! I was wrong. I will terminate the contract with you immediately. Please spare my life.] At the moment when the thunder fell, Xiaoyaer's system space suddenly cracked and disappeared into thin air.

With no means to save his life left, he dared not go against the will and cried for mercy.

At this time, the secret guards also picked up two bald figures and threw them onto the center of the formation.