think innocent gl

Feng Lingzang put his hands behind his back and looked at them calmly.

Thousands of sword blades emerged with Yu Qingmo's thoughts, and the Qinglian Sword, which had not yet fully recognized its master, was consuming her immortal power all the time, and she could not retreat in the face of such a gap.

Bai Xiaoyuan looked at Yu Qingmo's back in a daze, standing thin but strong, controlling all the blades with her open hands.Bai Xiaoyuan's face was moved for a moment by the not strong immortal power.

"Before today, Rimu was still the leader of the fairy world, but after today, I'm afraid it will plummet." Feng Lingzang closed his eyes after finishing speaking, and murmured slowly, "There is no absolute right and evil in this world, so why insist on it?" Stand on a high place and look at the six realms. Although the scenery here is good, there are more things to see, and occasionally I find that these are different from what I imagined."

The same number of blades gradually emerged behind Feng Lingzang. Unlike Yu Qingmo, he was a strong man in the virtual fairyland, and the blades he condensed were naturally far stronger than Yu Qingmo.

"Good and evil have nothing to do with the difference between immortals and demons, it is only in one thought."

Yu Qingmo lowered her eyes and tightened her hand holding Qinglian Sword.

The arc of Feng Lingzang's lips calmed down, and thousands of swords came out from behind, roaring and breaking the wind as if to destroy everything in front of him.

With palms together, Floating Life Ten Thousand Blades formed a solid shield in an instant.Hearing the sound of countless sword rains hitting the sword and shield, Yu Qingmo's chest felt tight, as if the damage that those sword rains had done to the sword and shield would return part of her body.

Only by fighting the real strong can one realize one's own insignificance. The gap between the heaven and the earth in cultivation is doomed for the weak to only look up to.Eye-catching, the blood red slid down the corners of Yu Qingmo's lips, staining her lavender skirt, "Double sword style, Vatican Lock Sky Shadow."

Two long swords fell out of the sword shield, and as soon as they touched the ground, the two swords melted into the light.A dazzling white light appeared under Feng Lingzang's feet, and in an instant countless sword blades rose up suddenly, like a gust of swords, drowning Feng Lingzang's figure.

A single sword can summon ten thousand Fansuo Tianying, and the effect of double swords naturally doubles the number of blades, and the fairy power required for this is something that Jingxianjing cannot provide.

The sword rain that fell on the sword shield disappeared in an instant, and at the same time he was relieved, the fairy power in Yu Qingmo's body was almost lost.Her feet were so soft that she could only borrow the strength of Qinglian Sword to continue standing here.

The sword blades are entangled with each other around the enemies in the center of the formation, but the strength of the virtual fairyland will not be threatened by these blades at all, until the sword formation is hidden by Pofengling, it is unscathed.

His eyes leaped over Yu Qingmo, looked at Bai Xiaoyuan and said, "The only ones who know Qinglian's whereabouts are the three of us. If we don't want Qinglian to be taken by Moxian Pavilion, I will die." Feng Lingzang's eyes turned again Back on Yu Qingmo's body, "Since I have a way to put Qinglian on Mo'er's body, there is a way to take it out, but Mo'er's life will be lost after Qinglian is separated."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoyuan's eyes turned cold, her trembling hands could not even hold the Glazed Immortal Sword steadily.

"Moxian Pavilion is the black hand who brought the devil world into a desperate situation. How can I let this kind of thing happen again in the fairy world?"

Yuqing Moxiu frowned, everything in the blood-red memory almost swept away all her reason, she raised her wrist and bit down hard.

Under the surprised eyes of Feng Lingzang and Bai Xiaoyuan, more and more blood dripped from her wrist, "Even if I die, Qinglian will never give it to Moxian Pavilion!"

If there is something that can replace immortal power, it is only the soul of the immortal, who uses blood as a guide to continuously consume a large amount of soul power.Yu Qingmo lowered her bloody left hand, and a sweet taste filled her mouth. Something sleeping deep in her heart unconsciously licked the blood on her lips.

"That's fine, if you don't use up all your strength, it's hard for me to force Qinglian out."

Feng Lingzang's hesitant gaze flashed past, replaced by cold words, he raised his hand and condensed many sword blades.Feng Lingzang is not best at swords, but against Yu Qingmo, these are enough.

The Ten Thousand Blades of Floating Life had receded long ago, and Yu Qingmo and Bai Xiaoyuan were just like that exposed to Feng Lingzang's sword tip.The celestial power replenished by consuming the soul can be said to be endless, until the soul is depleted, she will perish physically and spiritually.

Yuqingmo has always hated Moxiange, even if she used up everything she had, she would not let him succeed.Looking at the nearly thousand long swords without fear, the Qinglian sword in his hand pointed directly at Feng Lingzang, "If I don't die, I will let Moxian Pavilion pay for it in blood!"

Feng Lingzang felt that Yu Qingmo's words meant something else, so he didn't have time to think about it, and thousands of long swords behind him rushed out and pierced the thin man.

Bai Xiaoyuan, who was behind her, stood up suddenly and pulled Yu Qingmo violently, the Immortal Glazed Sword blazed brightly, and at that moment Yu Qingmo's wrist was frozen by the extreme cold, preventing the loss of blood.

All this happened so quickly, when Yu Qingmo came back to his senses, Feng Lingzang's thousand sword blades were frozen in front of his eyes, and a huge frost lotus bloomed.

"Senior Sister!" Yu Qingmo caught Bai Xiaoyuan's falling body. The blood-stained Bai Xiaoyuan's breath was frighteningly weak, and her white clothes were stained red by the blood flowing from her body cut by the sword.

"Don't kill yourself, such a stupid thing..."

The Liuxian sword pierced straight into the ground, under a light blue barrier made of frost, Bai Xiaoyuan pulled Yu Qingmo's sleeve and passed out before finishing speaking.

Yu Qingmo lost her voice several times, and was so frightened by Bai Xiaoyuan that she cried out. She was afraid of death and even more afraid that the people around her would die in front of her again.This feeling of powerlessness hasn't changed at all, she can't save anyone, she can't change anything.

The enchantment of the Glazed Immortal Sword is extremely stable, Bai Xiaoyuan has accumulated all the immortal power from the beginning, and finally used it on this enchantment.This approach is very wise, they can't beat Feng Lingzang together, it's better to delay time with a solid barrier, and wait for the next moment when the domain is destroyed.

"do not do that......"

Yu Qingmo tremblingly hugged her body that was getting colder, and her hot tears reflected her helplessness, as if no matter where she fled, she couldn't stop Moxiange from capturing her.

If you leave this realm, the celestial power will flow into Bai Xiaoyuan's body again, and outside there is the Supreme Elder who treats Bai Xiaoyuan like a treasure, if you leave here, maybe you will still have the power to return to heaven.

Yu Qingmo stopped crying, slowly approached the other's cheek, and licked a smear of blood on the corner of the cold lips.

The magic-sealing chain on her left hand trembled for a moment, her long black hair was dyed pale, and the magic power accumulated for a long time returned to her empty body to repair the damage on her body.

"Mo'er?" Feng Lingzang realized something was wrong, and looked at the white-haired Yuqing Mo and asked strangely.A ferocious pitch-black magic power stretched behind Yu Qingmo like a butterfly's wings. With Bai Xiaoyuan's blood, everything in Yu Qingmo's body that was locked by the magic-sealing chain was also opened, reappearing her demon side.

The lavender vertical pupils are strange and mysterious, under the white broken hair, a completely different cold face looks directly at Feng Lingzang.

"Floating Life and Ten Thousand Blades!" With a shake of his right hand, countless black long swords appeared in midair. Yu Qingmo knelt on the ground and hugged Bai Xiaoyuan's back shoulder with his injured left hand.

Feng Lingzang widened his eyes in astonishment, and said after a while, "It turns out that Mo'er still has such an identity, so it's no wonder you hate Moxian Pavilion so much."

"I am a devil, but my heart has the world!"

Yu Qingmo put away the Qinglian sword, directed these extraordinary Wanren across a barrier, and slowly formed a cyan formation that condensed magic power.

Feng Lingzang was still estimating Yu Qingmo's cultivation, when he saw the formation under his feet, his face changed for a moment when he thought of this formation.

Ten Thousand Blades spread out regularly, and what Yu Qingmo and the others were in was the only life gate of this sword formation, "Eight Desolation Sword Formation."

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