Hua Qingqing looked at Black Wind Eagle, those evil eyes had terrible bloodthirsty light, and faintly terrible evil thoughts rushed directly into her mind.
The evil air current surrounds the body of the black wind carving, it seems to be metamorphosing, and a ghost of a demon bird faintly appeared on it.
The melody lingers, guarding one's own will, Huaqing's shirt is fluttering, holy as a fairy, and a fairy-like phantom appears around him, with a holy voice, and a halo covering the body of the black wind carving, as if to purify its evil.
"Om." The black wind carving faintly incarnate of a demon bird flapped its wings, spreading its wings to cover the sky and obscuring the sun, and evil spirits lingered. The wings shone with dark streamers and cut the void, and slaughtered towards Hua Qingqing's body.
Its sharp claws grabbed Hua Qingqing and shred everything.
Hua Qingqing's fingers quickly plucked the strings, and the fairy-like phantom blasted out her palm prints, like a sage's seal, suppressing demons.
The holy seal and the evil claws collided, and the darkness was pierced. The claws continued to tear away towards Hua Qingqing's body. Under the coercion of the demon bird's shadow, Hua Qingqing's figure looked extremely small. Fragile, like a weak woman, she is about to be crushed by a demon bird.
However, Hua Qingqing's expression remained the same. Her white and beautiful ten fingers still plucked the strings, her body seemed to be shrouded by the holy light, and continued to spread, the holy sound lingered, turning into sacred brilliance, flowing towards the black wind sculpture that had been killed. Go, envelop the huge demon bird phantom. At this moment, the Black Wind Sculpture seems to emit a long cry, which is affected by the holy light beam, and the evil spirits will be purified and wiped out.
Hua Qingqing bowed her head, her slender fingers were beating on the strings, her mind was immersed in the music, the brilliance of her body became more and more dazzling, incomparably sacred and not to be profaned.
The brilliance of the demon bird is sometimes dim and sometimes bright. The black wind sculpture rushes in the holy light. It utters a long sound, and the evil eyes continue to rush towards Hua Qingqing's body. The sharp wings cut the light curtain of the holy sound, and the claws blasted against it. Before Hua Qingqing's body, but the sharp claws that could shred everything seemed like the sacred light around Hua Qingqing's body that could not shred.
With a long roar, the black wind eagle spread its wings soaring in the sky, and then swooped down, covering the sky and the sun, and continued to attack, but still failed to penetrate Hua Qingqing's defense.
Afterwards, countless afterimages appeared in this area of heaven and earth, and the Black Wind Eagle attacked frantically and went completely violent.
The sacred sound is lingering, the brilliance is bright, Hua Qingqing's body seems to be shrouded in fairy light, inviolable.
At this time she was pure and flawless, holy as a fairy.
The Black Wind Sculpture once again soared into the sky with a long cry, swallowing the evil spirits of the Tianshan Mountains, and his eyes became more and more mysterious, surrounded by endless spiritual energy, and the phantom of the demon bird continued to expand. When it lowered its head, its eyes showed contempt for all beings. The last trace of reason in his mind was about to be annihilated, and the will of the demon bird seemed to completely occupy the dominance of its body.
Hei Feng Diao turned his head and looked at Ye Futian with the mysterious eyes, like the last gaze. Then, its evil eyes were burning, sweeping towards Hua Qingqing's huge body, and once again swooped down, incarnate. The real demon bird, the king of darkness in the sky.
It was like a dark lightning, capable of cutting everything.
Hua Qingqing raised her head and glanced at the void. In front of her, the endless holy light condensed and turned into an extremely sacred sword, slashing the evil sacred sword in the world, and pierced toward the dark lightning that came.
At this moment, darkness and light collided, and the sound of pouch came out. The sacred sword seemed to penetrate the body of darkness, causing the power of darkness to continue to be dispelled, but the pair of evil eyes were still awkward, impenetrable, and revealing. With an extremely strong determination, the sharp claws tore down and banged on Hua Qingqing's body, a pouting sound came out, the slender clothes were torn apart, blood permeated out, and Hua Qingqing's body was blasted out, ruthlessly Hit hard on a boulder, his face pale.
The figure of the demon bird transformed by the black wind carving instantly turned back to its direction, headed diagonally upward, and rushed towards the Buddha who was fighting Yu Sheng.
The rest of his life has been exhausted these days, supported by his will, burning his own potential crazily, and now encountering the Buddha, being suppressed by the Buddha's light, and still persevering.
Just when the Buddha wanted to resolve the battle, he saw the king of the dark sky come, and the Buddha's expression changed slightly, the Buddha's light was blazing, and the Thousand-Hand Buddha Seal appeared, covering the sky and suppressing the evil spirits.
The rumbling sound continued, the demon bird shredded all the palm prints, let it bang on the body, and remained motionless. The swooping body came directly in front of the Buddha, the sharp claws tore down, and the Buddha spit out the Sanskrit sound. The Buddha's light was shining, enveloped the body, and the sharp claws smashed down, penetrated the Buddha's light, and hit his body. In an instant, the Buddha's body was knocked out and rolled down toward the slope, vomiting blood, and severely injured.
Hei Feng Diao's body was stained with blood, it gave a long roar, and darkness enveloped its body. It was going to be completely demonized, and its reason gradually disappeared, and its eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light. With a long roar, its body swayed upwards, and went straight for nine days. Rushed to the top of Tianshan Mountain. If it continues to stay, it will kill everything, including Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.
"Little eagle."
Ye Futian raised his head and looked at the figure leaving in the void. He felt that the spiritual imprint he planted in Heifengdiao's mind had been buried. Now he can only sense its existence, but he can no longer control it. .
He naturally knows that the black wind carves the devil bird to fight for him.
"Boom."
At this moment, Yu Sheng's body also fell, and finally reached its limit, unable to support it. The magical intent lingering on his body gradually dissipated, and he returned to his previous appearance, lying quietly in the snow and ice.
Ye Futian raised his footsteps and walked to Yu Sheng's side, then helped him up and put his back on his body.
Looking back, Ye Futian glanced at Ye Wuchen, only to see Ye Wuchen smile at him: "You take the rest of your life up the mountain, I can't go up."
"Be careful." Ye Futian nodded to Ye Wuchen, then lifted his steps and continued to walk towards the mountain road.
"You guy, it's too heavy." Ye Futian murmured depressedly, the backs of the two of them were a bit tragic.
Ye Wuchen watched the two go up the mountain, then he turned around and walked down the mountain. He couldn't support it anymore. Even if the injury recovered, he would still be unable to step on the Tianshan Mountains. Ye Futian had to take care of the rest of his life, and he had to give up.
Not far from Hua Qingqing, she saw Hua Qingqing stood up, the two looked at each other, and Ye Wuchen said: "Qin Li, there are people from the Qin Dynasty, shouldn't you die?"
With that said, he continued to go down the mountain.
Hua Qingqing stared at his figure, she naturally understood Ye Wuchen's hatred of the Qin Dynasty.
Regarding the Liu Kingdom, she could actually faintly guess that it was the Qin Dynasty’s plan to destroy the Liu Kingdom, frighten the Eastern Desolation, and the destruction of the Liu Kingdom. The relationship between Ye Wuchen, Ye Futian and Liu Chenyu, of course, has reason for revenge. People from Lihe Qin Dynasty, should they die
There was a slight wave in her heart, but she was a member of Donghua Sect and the daughter of the sect master. She killed Qin Mengruo, the wife of senior brother Qian Shanmu, in front of her for the rest of her life.
She and her senior brother Qian Shanmu are well versed in the art of rhythm, and they often learn the art of rhythm from their mother when they were young.
Thinking of this, she restrained the waves in her heart, raised her steps, and continued to walk up. At this moment, her clothes were messy and stained with blood, but her eyes were still clear.
The Buddha walked back physically, and then sat cross-legged, the Buddha's light was shining, his eyes closed and his practice recovered.
Hua Qingqing glanced at him, then looked at Ye Futian, a ray of doubt arose in her heart, what is right and what is evil
Buddha wanted to stop Ye Futian and punish the demons.
However, the evil demon in his eyes, Yu Sheng Hua Demon killing, did everything to protect Ye Futian, burning his own life at all costs.
Even if it is a monster beast, he does not hesitate to completely degenerate and be controlled by demons, but he must desperately protect the lord to prevent Ye Futian from being injured.
How to break the good and evil in the world
Why on earth is the handsome figure carrying Yu Sheng so attractive? He can do whatever it takes to punish Qin Li for his friend Ye Wuchen, Liu Chenyu, and stand in the position of Ye Wuchen Liu Chenyu. This is naturally worthwhile. Friends who pay their lives, so they can live and die together.
Since childhood, Hua Qingqing liked rhythm, pure mind, did not like to intrigue, ignore the grievances of the world, but this trip to Tianshan, her mood was slightly shaken, and she was shocked.
Perhaps this is what my mother said, it is too difficult to live in the world of practice and to maintain a pure heart forever.
It is also because of her noble status and the protection of her parents that she can always guard the purity.
On the mountain path, there are three figures one after the other, as if they are never tireless. They are obviously very tired, but they have to move on.
The wind and snow are still the same, the sky is full of frost, and snow is constantly falling on him. Ye Futian will use the flame aura for the rest of his life to drive away the cold and melt the snow and ice.
Hua Qingqing always followed him not far. The two climbed higher and higher. I don’t know how long they walked. Ye Futian turned around and looked at Hua Qingqing. The wind and snow hit his face, although his eyes were tired. The smile still gives people the feeling of sunshine.
"I have a girlfriend, it's useless for you to chase it all the time." Ye Futian said, Hua Qingqing's beautiful eyes were stunned, blinked, and then he continued to raise his footsteps.
"Hey, looking good is trouble." Ye Futian was depressed, and continued to walk up, really tired.
As time passed, on the snow-covered mountain road, the figures in tandem were extremely small, expressing a sense of loneliness.
They went higher and higher, and gradually, when they raised their heads, they seemed to be able to see the sky.
The top of the Tianshan Mountains is almost here.
Here, evil thoughts are extremely terrifying, an invisible force oppresses the body, as if carrying the entire Tianshan Mountain.
Ye Futian paused, and then continued to move up. Every step he took left a footprint in the snow on the ground, and every step was extremely heavy.
But he still walked without stopping.
Behind him, Hua Qingqing also took a step at a time, very slowly.
She heard that people with pure minds can have the opportunity to walk on the Tianshan Mountains.
So, what about Ye Futian
He raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him, carrying the figure walking forward for the rest of his life in the flying snow, what kind of person he is!
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