The poisonous concubine

Chapter 370 Father and Son Join Forces
"Do you still want to fight?"

The purple robe fluttered in the residual wind, shaking circles of faint golden light, Shui Jingyue supported the little prince with one hand, and put the other behind her back, her handsome and peerless face was as plain as a landscape painting, elegant and quiet. A trace of emotion, without a trace of waves.

The red clothes are like blood, and the bloody sharpness is diffused in the wind. Yan Ye's fair and beautiful face seems to be covered with a layer of frost, and the lips that were originally stained with red are now more coquettish because of the blood stains, as if they are exposed in the mountains. A demon god with voluptuous bones, a bloodthirsty aura oozes from his crimson eyes.His white and slender fingertips protruded from the silky, wide and gorgeous cuffs, and when he stretched out his long arms, he saw the colorful vitality between his palms, as if a rainbow bridge was built, which was as dreamy as it was.

Then this dreamy rainbow rose, and the two layers of strong and solid barriers on the sky crossing above the end of the sky began to tremble, and the shaking of the ground seemed to be about to lose its fulcrum, and it might break at any time.

Shui Jingyue narrowed her purple eyes with a bewitching aura, and raised her broad and thick palm with five fingers forming claws. The golden air flow intertwined in his palm to form a crystal ball with golden light flowing. The golden light in the crystal ball The light gathered little by little, and finally intertwined into a golden dragon.

As Shui Jingyue also began to get lucky, the enchantment in the sky finally couldn't bear the fluctuation of the huge power, and began to show signs of cracking, and the pale cracks were like intertwined lightning, making crackling and crackling sounds, which was extremely frightening .

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, the bright red robe fluttered, and the long hair danced wildly.

Yan Ye's gorgeous face was illuminated by the colorful Yuan Ling. He clasped his hands and shook his long arms, and the rich Yuan Ling moved from his palm like a cannonball towards Shui Jingyue's unstoppable body. Shot away, sparking countless sparks in the air.

With Yan Ye's blow, a layer of barrier in the sky exploded, and countless fragments of abilities flew out like fireworks, not a single blade of grass grew anywhere they passed, and everything was wiped out in ashes.

Shui Jingyue flipped her palms, flicked her wide sleeves, and a golden dragon in her hand let out a sky-shattering roar and rushed towards Yuan Ling who was flying towards Yan Ye.

Two thick primordial spirits, one golden and one colorful, collided in mid-air, like two stars colliding in the dark night, blasting a dazzling pale light, which shot up into the sky, like a huge wave of a raging sea , the paleness reflected by the bright sun, even the dazzling Golden Crow was robbed of its golden light, covering it with a layer of lifeless paleness.

Between heaven and earth, at that moment, only a layer of destructive paleness remained.

The last layer of enchantment also shattered, and the entire land at the end of the sky cracked, willingly pouring into the endless void.

The two forces that are so powerful that no living beings dare to approach within a hundred miles are still at a stalemate. In their stalemate, the sea water flows backwards, the Cangshan Mountains topple, the sun and the moon dim, and the sky and the earth change color.

The two were originally equal in strength, but in this pair, they didn't give in to each other, and they kept holding each other back.

And as Shui Jingyue's Yuan Ling entered the dragon egg, the little prince with gray scales was covered with a layer of light golden light, and there was a gentle golden Yuan Qi flowing around him, and his scales gradually recovered. Dazzling and dazzling golden, the eyelids that were unable to close were opened suddenly, and the eyes, which were as beautiful as amethyst, also regained their delicacy.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the little prince saw the situation clearly. He immediately turned into a sharp golden sword and flew towards the golden dragon that flew out from Shui Jingyue's palm.

The golden sword edge pierced through the belly of the golden dragon, flew out from the open mouth of the golden dragon, pierced through the colorful Yuanling, shot straight into Yan Ye's body, and passed through Yan Ye's body.

"En." With a muffled snort, bright red blood spilled from the corner of Yan Ye's lips.

At this time, Shui Jingyue's other hand also transported the golden vitality and struck towards Yan Ye, the two golden lights merged into one, and the golden dragon waved its sharp claws, piercing Yan Ye's Yuan Ling with force.

Looking at the galloping golden dragon, Yan Ye's eyes turned cold, and with a twist of his body, Yuan Ling retracted and leaped into the sky.

Seeing this, Shui Jingyue grabbed and pulled her fingertips back, and the galloping golden dragon was sucked back into his palm.One jumped up, piercing the sky, resting on the toes on the floating soft cloud, looking at Yan Ye opposite.

"This deity will be waiting for you in the last three days!" Throwing these words, Yan Ye turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

"Father, just let him go like this?" The little prince flew up, looking at Yan Ye, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the beautiful dragon eyes.

Shui Jingyue reached out and hugged her son in her arms: "He and I haven't done our best. If we continue to fight, Cang Yun will cease to exist."

"Hmph." The little prince snorted softly.

The corners of Shui Jingyue's lips lifted slightly, and she showed a gentle smile that was both helpless and doting: "Let's go back."

"Where are you going?" The little prince's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his father wants to take him back to Canaan?

"You tried your best to protect that sword soul, don't you want to get it back?" Shui Jingyue raised her long black eyelashes, and her charming purple eyes were gentle and intimate.

After Shui Jingyue's reminder, the little prince stared, and flew towards the Xingyao grove in a flash, the mother was still in the air, if the sword soul was damaged, the mother would also be injured.

Shui Jingyue saw the little prince disappearing in front of his eyes in an instant, smiled lightly and shook her head, jumped up and chased after the little prince.

Shui Jingyue arrived one step ahead of the little prince, he turned around in mid-air, and the sword soul was held in his palm.As soon as the cold sword was in his hands, Shui Jingyue's fingertips trembled suddenly, and a familiar air flow flowed into his heart along the fingertips.

"This sword..." Shui Jingyue looked down at the blood-colored sword soul surging in the palm of her hand, and an unknown light flickered in her purple eyes.

"Father, give it to me." The little prince came a step late, saw Shui Jingyue holding the sword soul tightly, as if holding his heart tightly, raised his voice, and rushed towards Shui Jingyue.

Shui Jingyue looked at the little prince who turned into a stream of light and swirled in his palm, snatching away the sword soul in his hand, saw her son's gaffe, and raised his eyebrows like a well-tailored sword: "Why do you care so much about this sword?" Soul of the sword."

The little prince also thought that he had acted too aggressively just now, so he lowered his eyes and said softly: "This is something my mother left for the child."

The little prince's soft voice that seemed to be blown away by the wind was like a thorn piercing into Shui Jingyue's heart. He stepped forward with soft eyes, and gently stroked the little prince's eggshell with his palm: "Don't worry, father will definitely save you!" Mother, I will never put her in danger again in the future."

Hearing the words, the little prince's eyes moved, and he raised his head: "Father, the queen mother told the child that she and you have been together day and night, and the love is deep, is it true?"

This sudden question stunned Shui Jingyue.

(End of this chapter)