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Ouyang Qingzhi and other experts hid in the dark, not even daring to breathe.

Seeing that beautiful figure looking like a god of death, chasing and killing monks everywhere, they were all terrified.

The elites of these eight major families are definitely not comparable to the masters of their subordinate families, but under Murong Xiaoqian's hands, they are like small prey. Once they are targeted by her, they will only have a dead end.

No matter what kind of weapon it was, it seemed to be rotten in front of her. She reached out and tore it apart.

With a random wave of sharp claws, the monk's body suddenly burst, and the ease was unimaginable.

Seeing that she was about to cross a hundred miles and came to the hiding place of everyone, everyone was shocked and had no intention of fighting.

"Sir, what should we do?"

"My lord, let's retreat quickly, otherwise we will become the unjust souls of the female devil!"

"Master Zhuo Yifan's life and death are unknown now, and we are deeply favored by the Lord, how can we abandon him?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhuo has saved our lives several times. We have sworn allegiance to him, how can we leave at this moment."

Many monks are talking about it.

But I didn't see that Ouyang Qingzhi's delicate body shook at this moment, as if he had been punched hard, all his strength was drained at once, his body tilted, and he firmly grasped the remnant wall next to him, his face was ashamed. color.

"No, the female devil is coming this way. These damn monks from the Eight Great Families actually lured the devil here."

"My lord, quickly decide whether to fight or retreat, otherwise it will be too late."

"My lord, we are all united, and we may not have the power to fight, so give an order!"

Ouyang Qingzhi just stared blankly at the front, with tears streaming down his face, but remained silent.

Just now, he felt Zhuo Yifan's aura suddenly weakened, and finally almost disappeared between the sky and the earth.

The two are connected with each other, but only at a close distance, but the hidden connection of the soul exists the same.

Zhuo Yifan must have suffered unimaginable harm at this moment, even Ouyang Qingzhi couldn't feel his breath.

Everyone was extremely nervous, because at this moment, Murong Xiaoqian had already flown above the ruins where everyone was hiding, overlooking the earth from above.

After the killing, she vented some of the anger in her heart. The essence blood and the blood of the real devil had initially merged. Although her eyes were still blood red, no beams of light shot out.

Even so, when she was suspended in the void and looked at everyone indifferently, everyone still felt endless fear and pressure.

Murong Xiaoqian frowned slightly, looking at Ouyang Qingzhi and the others, she seemed to be thinking about something.

This was the first time she saw a monk that she neither attacked nor fled, and she seemed a little confused for a moment.

For a moment, she seemed to recall something, and her whole face began to twitch nervously, looking very painful.

Afterwards, she covered her head and shook it desperately, as if she wanted to expel something.

The people below looked at each other covetously, at a loss.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Murong Xiaoqian's eyes, and a more terrifying killing intent erupted from her whole body, staring at everyone mercilessly.

"Be careful, everyone, she is about to attack."

A master exclaimed.

Ouyang Qingzhi raised her tear-stained eyes, and looked at Murong Xiaoqian lightly, in those cold eyes, there was an indifference that was unlovable in life.

Whoosh!

At present, Xiaoqian is like a gust of wind. In a flash, she crossed a distance of [-] meters and came to Ouyang Qingzhi, looking at her fixedly.

The hurricane generated by the high-speed movement not only lifted Ouyang Qingzhi's hair, but also made her own hair fly.

The eyes of the two faced each other, and the distance between them was less than one meter.

The people behind were so frightened that their hearts almost burst, but Ouyang Qingzhi waved his hand to signal them not to move rashly.

She just looked at Murong Xiaoqian indifferently, without murderous intent, without fighting intent, and without fear, just indifferent.

At this moment, the air seemed to condense.

Everyone watched in horror.

Because no one knows whether the female devil will directly tear Ouyang Qingzhi in half with one claw.

But luckily that didn't happen.

Just when everyone felt that they could no longer bear the psychological pressure, Murong Xiaoqian's ears moved suddenly, and after giving everyone a cold look, she turned around like that, stepped into the midair, and disappeared in an instant.

It wasn't until three seconds later that these masters felt that their backs were drenched in cold sweat, and they almost collapsed.

The oppression brought by that witch is too powerful and terrifying.

They also admired Ouyang Qingzhi to the extreme. Even Miss Fang could not be so calm in the face of the female devil!

Ouyang Qingzhi let out a long sigh: "Why didn't you kill me? I promised Yifan that I would never intentionally hurt myself, but now that he's gone, what's the point of me living in this world?"

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks and instantly wet the front of her clothes, but she didn't even utter a sob.

"Yifan, even if we turn this land over, I will still find you."

Ouyang Qingzhi clenched her fists tightly!

Zhuo Yifan fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream again.

Standing in the stele of sealing the sky, in front of his eyes was the vast starry sky, with countless planets shining brightly. He observed the giant's boxing skills again, and then transformed into a villain, walking in the starry sky.

Never before has he been so fascinated by giant boxing, and has such a deep understanding.

Because, what this giant uses is the power of faith.

No wonder there was such a powerful attack that could even blow up the stars.

The power of faith can transform all things and all forces, but the real power lies in the explosion of the source. Only the power of pure faith can burst out the ultimate destructive power.

It's like Kongwu's ribbon, Dongfang Liang's death scythe.

Zhuo Yifan realized something, and also felt the horror of this move.

With his current cultivation base, if he uses the power of faith, he can't use it at all, but once he uses it, he can directly blow up some small stars.

Zhuo Yifan had a new understanding of the power of faith.

In the past, I used the power of faith into other powers, which was tantamount to "diluting" it. Although it seemed to be much stronger, in fact, its value was greatly reduced.

This is a kind of superpower mastered by ancient gods. When the gods are still alive, only the Celestial Clan can master it. Ordinary Yuan Clan, even if they are powerful, dare not disclose it, because it is dangerous to compete with the true god for believers. things.

But later, after the fall of the gods, this method was gradually mastered by the human race, and things changed.

As a race created by the true god, the human race was used as slaves in ancient times, but the human race's natural flaws have become their greatest advantage.

They want to get rid of their status as slaves, want to dominate the world, and want to gain more powerful power. For this goal, they will do whatever it takes.