The little white tiger froze in place. It wanted to save Ye Qingtang, but the pressure of the god of curse had already enveloped the entire cemetery of the true god, and it could not resist the wrath of the god at all.
"Only death can wash away the sins of your soul." The voice of the cursed god sounded again, and a red light shot out of her eyes, flying directly towards Ye Qingtang.
It's over!
Ye Qingtang felt a chill in her heart.
But the moment the red light touched Ye Qingtang, a petite figure suddenly rushed in front of her, directly blocking the fatal blow of the cursed god for her!
"Little demon!" Ye Qingtang's eyes widened as she looked at the little figure standing in front of her, bearing the power of the cursed god's resentment.
The red light instantly shrouded the whole body of the little demon, and under the wrath of the true god, its small body gradually appeared a series of cracked fine lines.
"Leave me alone! Go away!" Ye Qingtang's heart seemed to be suffocated.
But the little demon no longer obediently obeyed Ye Qingtang's words as usual. The moment red light filled his body, he turned his head with difficulty, his imprinted red face, and opened his eyes wide. With ignorant eyes, he glanced at Ye Qingtang.
In the next second, there was a loud bang, and it exploded suddenly.
The little celestial demon has endured to the limit, and his entire body, which has absorbed all the attacks, burst out with a huge mass of energy.
Ye Qingtang was directly rushed to the ground by that force.
The little demon's petite body instantly fell towards the earth!
Ye Qingtang didn't care about the severe pain all over her body, and rushed to the place where the little demon fell, and caught it hastily.
"Heavenly demons, human races... Betrayers must die." The anger of the cursed god did not dissipate, and the red light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.
Ye Qingtang looked at the little celestial demon in her arms with her eyes closed, her heart ached as if a piece had been scraped off by a knife.
The little white tiger was also dumbfounded, but its eyes were fixed on the black armor that rushed back earlier, and the black armor didn't seem to have any intention of attacking.
"Wake up...wake up..." Ye Qingtang gently shook the little demon in her arms, but the little guy didn't open his eyes again. The vitality in his body was draining rapidly, and his originally warm body was gradually becoming warm. become icy.
Just as the little celestial demon was disappearing, fine cracks suddenly appeared on the black armor standing beside him.
Before the little white tiger at the side had time to discover what was going on, the black armor shattered in an instant, turning into a pile of broken armor and scattered all over the ground.
At the moment when the black armor shattered, the little demon's body suddenly flew from Ye Qingtang's arms into the void.
The moment he flew above the void, the little demon's body exploded suddenly.
Rays of light suddenly spread out from the aftermath of the little demon's explosion.
in a flash...
Everything before Ye Qingtang's eyes turned into an illusion of nothingness.
It was a chaotic scene, but it also made Ye Qingtang feel extremely familiar.
That was hundreds of thousands of years ago, the ancient human race united with the heavenly demons and launched a massacre against the true god...
Ye Qingtang had seen it in the temple before.
But this time, everything in front of him was different.
In the illusion, the Heavenly Demon named Tufu seemed to be imprisoned in a deep dungeon. He repelled the guarding ancient humans and rushed out.