Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

"Ah~oh~~~!"

"Ah~~oh~~~~!"

From nowhere came the cries of young foxes one after another.

"Boom boom~! Boom boom~! Boom boom~~!! Boom boom boom~~~~ boom boom boom~!!"

The sound of the heartbeat is close to rapid, and it will break through the ground in the next second.

Then there was only light.

Cool light, light like water and mist, continuous light extending to the other side of the world appeared.

A phantom of a person appeared in the light like a shadow.

It condenses for a while, and disappears for a while.

Eventually it became clearer and clearer.

The sound of the beating heartbeat is coming from the phantom chest

In the end, the phantom finally turned into a real human being.

The jade face condenses the skin, and the emerald red lips are pale.

It is exactly what Mrs. White Fox looks like.

"Ah~~~!"

A delicate and charming voice came from Mrs. White Fox's mouth.

"I had a good night's sleep."

She stretched and was about to say something.

A dense black light curtain suddenly appeared in front of her,

At the end of the light curtain, a big hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed her neck, and lifted it up like an ordinary weak girl.

"A good sleep is worse than a long sleep."

The voices of the generals came coldly from the darkness.

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"Mother."

Seeing the scene in front of him in mid-air, Qingming's eyes were tearing apart, and even his voice was different than usual.

"Tianhong~clearing~! Threes and threes return to one~~! Flood crow~!"

The mantra was recited almost instantly, and dozens of thunder lights appeared from the sky, turning into a ferocious beast, and crashing down.

"It's useless. Seimei."

Standing high in the sky, Ping Jiangmen held Ms. White Fox with one hand, and waved the other hand casually.

The beast of thunder and light that rushed towards him seemed to have never appeared before, and all traces disappeared without a trace.

"Bo Ya~!"

Qingming roared, and then a sword light soaring into the sky echoed from Boya's hand on the ground, across the sky.

The sword light was very fierce, and it crossed countless distances in an instant, beheading Zhiping Jiangmen's body.

"It's useless, Boya."

Ping Jiangmen pulled out the long sword at his waist with one hand, and with a wave of his hand, a pure black sword light that was also cold and cold went towards the light of the knife.

In barely a second, Boya's sword light collapsed and scattered, and the pure black sword light remained unabated, slashing fiercely towards the ground.

Boom~!

The huge explosion sounded like a hurricane passing through, sweeping every inch of Boya's body in an instant.

"Deprivation of five senses! One, vision"

Ping Jiangmen in the sky recited a sentence softly.

Suddenly, Boya's face was completely black, losing all brilliance.

"Deprivation of the five senses! The second is hearing."

In addition to the color, even the sound disappeared without a trace.

"The third is the sense of touch."

When the voice fell, Boya fell to the ground.

"And you, Seimei."

Ping Jiangmen gently waved his hand, and Qingming was wrapped in a pure black curtain.

"Thank you, Seimei."

At the same time, several strands of black mist as thin as hair emerged from Qingming's facial features at the same time, wrapping them around in an instant.

"This is???"