Cloud painting

Chapter 257 Blood City Killing 12
"Dark minister cool, don't be arrogant, when the goddess is out of the customs, she just blows her breath, and you will die!" Murong Que sneered, he knew he was a bit reluctant, the goddess is currently injured , he can only last for a while.

The bloody flag at the city gate fluttered, and the red clouds in the sky reflected like blood, dazzlingly brilliant.

The dark minister Shuang laughed wildly a few times, his disdain was palpable.

An Qian said angrily, "What are you laughing at?!"

The dark minister Shuang suddenly stopped laughing, one hand held the black sickle tightly around his waist, and smiled strangely: "I don't care about you two yellow-mouthed children. After today is over, the blood city will belong to our dark minister's family!"

As soon as Anchen Shuang finished speaking, Anchen Qing rode over on a red horse, holding the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword full of evil and resentment.

Murong Que narrowed his eyes, the ancient magic weapon Death God Scythe and Scarlet Blood Demon Sword are both in the Anchen family, the Anchen family is going to be turned upside down!
But fortunately, all ten directions are destroyed in An Qian's hands, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Hiding in the dark, Feng Yunhua looked at An Chenqing with his eyes. An Chen Qing changed into a black battle suit, and couldn't help twitching his lips when he thought that he had taken off his pants.

While Feng Yunhua was imagining, tens of thousands of people under the city gate had already roared and swung their swords to attack the city gate.

An Qian's face darkened, and he raised his hands. Countless blue icicles rushed down the city gate, turning into soldiers in ice blue battle suits, fighting together.

The blood was soaring to the sky, the murderous aura was rampant, and the ruthlessness and cruelty of the battlefield seemed to swallow up the ancient city of thousands of years.

"It's not an option to go on like this." An Qian said in a low voice.

In the main hall of the blood-colored crystal wall, a wide red pleated skirt fell around, like a bright blood flower in full bloom.

The woman's eyes as red as jewels opened, revealing the coldness of a clear stream.

"She is coming……"

The woman's voice echoed in the hall, and there was a hoarse voice that had not spoken for a long time.

……

Under the city gate, the dark minister Shuang was holding a black sickle and fighting,

The dark minister holds the red blood demon sword, the magic weapon is full of resentment and evil.

A bright bloodstain spread over the city of blood, and after a while of fighting, the corpses were everywhere, which was too horrible to look at.

Murong Que frowned coldly, then jumped down the city gate, and fought with the dark minister Qing.

Murong Que was wearing a red dress, his red eyes were as dazzling as jewels, and the sword in his hand seemed to be soaked in blood, it was bright and eye-catching, and his attacks were fierce and merciless.

The dark minister Qing is not a vegetarian either, he hand-painted the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword, and the evil and resentful miasma filled the surroundings, the blood mist was misty, deep and treacherous,

The two had a tie, and it was hard to tell which was better for a while.

Feng Yunhua watched the war, wondering whether he should contribute or not.

"You are here, what are you looking at?" A woman's voice came.

Feng Yunhua looked back in surprise.

The woman was wearing a loose red robe, three thousand blue threads were scattered and fell down to her knees, her eyelashes seemed to have been stained with blood, her face was covered by a gauze, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

The pure white jade finger with clear bones and veins, painted with blood-red cardamom, is extremely coquettish and eye-catching.

There is an air of cold Qinghua in his whole body, and his brows are arrogant and indifferent, dignified and extraordinary.

"Who are you?" Feng Yunhua looked at her recklessly. This woman gave her a feeling of being very familiar and wanting to be kind, even though the air around this woman was too arrogant and superior.

"I..." The woman's red lips were drawn together, she smiled mysteriously, and looked at the bloody battlefield with her stunning eyes.

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The Internet at home is finally connected. Well, the author has undergone surgery in the hospital. He has been recovering from his injuries for the past few days. The family does not even let him touch the TV, so how could he allow him to touch the computer.

(End of this chapter)