Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 1011 Ending (5)

When Qingqing fell, the Shangshan Ruoshui sword flew out of her hand, as if consciously, blocked Mingyu's fatal blow, and then shattered.

Qingqing was lying on the ground, wondering if she was dazzled, but at the moment the sword was broken, she saw a handsome cultivator with fluttering clothes and picturesque eyes.

The cultivator has a great righteousness all over his body, but he has a gentle smile of the purest and kindest.

The cultivator looked at her, showing a doting smile.

It was as if a loving father was watching over her.

"It turns out that it's not the sword spirit." Tears rolled down the corners of Qingqing's eyes.

It turned out that Shangshan Ruoshuijian would help her not because Shangshan Ruoshuijian came from the upper realm.

It turned out that Shang Shan Ruo Shui Jian would recognize her, not only because of her physique of a master.

It turns out that the reason why Shangshan Ruoshui sword will guard her is because on this sword is the last trace of consciousness of her father whom she has never met.

"I suddenly felt that I'm actually not that unlucky." Qingqing murmured, being pulled into a warm and familiar embrace.

"You will be very happy." A deep and seductive voice sounded, Qingqing looked at those long and narrow phoenix eyes, and laughed.

"Looks like Feng Qi failed?" Mingyu looked at Feng Yi who suddenly appeared, and sneered.

"Not only did he fail, you are also doomed to fail." Feng Yi raised his hand to heal Qingqing's trauma, then put Qingqing aside and looked at Mingyu.

"Really? It seems that your primordial spirit has recovered a little, which means that the weasel is dead." Mingyu said, and suddenly shot.

Feng Yi dodges to avoid Ming Yu's attack, and the fire of the Phoenix is ​​ignited.

Mingyu knew that Feng Yi's current situation was actually not that good, so she decided to procrastinate.

"Just that little primordial spirit, let me see how long you can last!"

"Just this little primordial spirit is enough to make you go out of your wits!" Feng Yi's eyes were cold, as if possessed by the god of death.

When Feng Yi was fighting Ming Yu, Qing Qing suddenly found that the evil energy around her was getting heavier and heavier, and her heart shuddered.

"Feng Yi, let's go! The Demon Realm has reinforcements!" Qingqing had just finished speaking, and Wugui, Zhengfeng, and Mandala appeared with a team of demon troops each.

"If you can't go, die." Mandala smiled and lit the palace lantern in his hand.

The poisonous gas spread immediately.

Qingqing's eyes were blocked by the poisonous gas, and she couldn't see Feng Yi immediately.

But Qingqing knew that Feng Yi was being besieged.

"Stop struggling, and die obediently. Why is it that you, a demon, are accepted by the righteous way, while I am forced to become a demon?" Mandala's voice was getting closer and closer, and Qingqing sat down from the ground. He got up, but couldn't use any spells.

"You are all going to die. You are the first one, then Qiulu, and then the entire Wangshenzong. Oh, I found you." The palace lantern illuminated Qingqing's cheeks, and the mandala stood in front of Qingqing condescendingly, with a smile on his face. A cruel smile came out.

"I heard that your blood has miraculous effects. The Demon Lord has always wanted your blood. However, she is so old, how can she be worthy of your fresh blood. Why don't you give it to me." Mandala said, grabbing your blood. She grabbed Qingqing's arm, and her nails pierced Qingqing's blood vessels.

Qingqing grunted in pain, then looked at Mandala sympathetically.

"Shaman, you have changed from a cultivator to a demon. Don't blame others, but blame yourself for being unstable."

"Really? It doesn't matter, anyway, cultivating immortals is so difficult, it's better to change your blood and replace me as a demon king." Mandala said, quietly whispered into Qingqing's ear, and said, "I know that the people in these palace lanterns are now Does the poisonous gas have any effect? ​​I had someone catch the spirit-eating insects, and then ground the spirit-eating insects into powder to make candles."

"So, people here will gradually lose all their spiritual power. Have you seen Mingyu? Even her devil soul will be swallowed. Of course, even the ancient beast that wants to protect you will not Except, the phoenix is ​​not omnipotent."

(End of this chapter)