1509: C1509 Holiness and Enchantment

C1509 Holiness and Enchantment

Boom!

"Thump!"

The Dead Devil Spirit had been buried under the heavens.

The devastating storm tore through the skies, destroying hundreds of kilometers of forest and mountains.

The battle between Chu Hen and Hua Wen was heaven shaking and earth turning.

Chaos Holy Clan.

Send out this kind of lineup to kill Chu Hen.

It should have been a certain death situation.

Who would have thought that Chu Hen would complete the twist at the last moment, completing the Jedi Counterattack.

, who had always been isolated from the battle zone, was extremely anxious. She immediately rushed forward.

At this moment, the battlefield in front of them was in ruins.

The originally lush and verdant forest was completely destroyed without a trace.

Amongst the rubble that were rocks that had collapsed, they could no longer detect any trace of Hua Wen's presence.

That extremely violent and terrifying explosive force just now had directly destroyed the other party to the point that not even ashes remained.

At the same time, Chu Hen was also riddled with scars, his aura was dispirited as he stood amidst the rubble, his entire body covered in blood, his complexion especially pale.

"How are you?" Mo Qingli asked anxiously.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Chu Hen's body went limp, and fell backwards powerlessly.

Mo Qingli immediately pulled Chu Hen into his embrace, supporting his shoulder, making him lean his head against his own arm.

"So tired!"

Chu Hen said with an incomparably weak voice.

Mo Qingli was annoyed and amused, but her eyes were slightly red.

"Isn't it because you are causing trouble everywhere? Now you know you're tired!"

Chu Hen's lips curved up in a smile, "I'm very tired, don't go away, I'm just going to sleep for a bit."

The low and weak voice was like a mosquito's buzz. A great fatigue washed over him, and Chu Hen's consciousness followed it and went unconscious.

The fierce battle just now had exhausted Chu Hen's energy.

Especially the last desperate attack that Hua Wen exploded out; the strong impact was enough to cause Chu Hen to suffer quite a bit of injury.

Looking at the unconscious Chu Hen in his arms, Mo Qingli felt an indescribable complex feeling.

She had witnessed the young man grow up step by step.

From the tiny Baiguo State at the borders of Eastern Realm to today's Midland.

From the obscurity of the past to the fame of today.

She had witnessed every step that Chu Hen took on the road of the Martial Arts.

"You're really amazing!"

Mo Qingli said softly.

At the same time, a single sparkling teardrop quietly fell down, and lightly fell between Chu Hen's brows.

Mo Qingli's expression was incomparably complex.

In her eyes, it was full of struggle.

She looked at Chu Hen's face which was just inches away from her. Her fingers were pinching each other, and even her nails were digging deep into her palms.

Hesitation!

Hesitation!

A kind of heart-wrenching struggle!

"Why did you fall asleep? Why is it at this time? "

Mo Qingli's heart seemed to have sunk deep into a whirlpool.

In his mind, he recalled the conversation he had with his father, Phoenix Canyon, in the abyss of wailing and crying.

"With Qi Shou's Cultivation, even if he left a hole in your Seal, you still won't be able to escape safely, right?"

"As expected of royal father, after breaking through the Seal, I met a person."

"Who is it?"

"With the help of a person possessing the Holy Body of Demon Eye, not only did my Cultivation return to its peak state, I was even able to break through the limits of my Great Saint King Stage."

"So that's how it is!"

Listening to Mo Qingli's words, the expression in Huang Cang's eyes couldn't help but turn slightly cold.

"Father, did you think of a way to leave? What can I do? " Mo Qingli asked solemnly. The most important thing was to save the other party from the abyss of suffering.

"Yes!" Feng Cang replied.

"What method?" Mo Qingli's eyes lit up.

However, the next few words that Huang Cang spoke caused Mo Qingli to not know what to do.

"A Li! I want you to bring that person's Demon Eye back!"

"Clang!"

It was as if a bolt of lightning had just passed through his entire body.

Mo Qingli had a face full of disbelief.

"Father, you …"

"Even if I leave this place, I must still take back the position of the Clan Emperor. However, given my current state, I am not Ming Mie's match. Ming Mie is most proficient in 'illusion techniques', and Demon Eye just so happens to be the bane of illusions. Bring that person's Demon Eye back to me, and I can defeat Ming Mie and regain control over the clan. "

Listening to what Feng Cang said, Mo Qingli's mind was in a mess.

"Imperial Father, I can't do this! He can help you take back the throne! He has the ability!"

"Hmph, I, Huang Cang, am the king of the Sacred Sparrows, so how could I allow the human race to interfere in our clan's internal strife? Furthermore, if I do not kill that Ming Mie brat personally, how could the rest of our clan submit to me?"

Feng Cang said with an awe-inspiring voice.

"Father!" Mo Qingli still wanted to persuade her.

However, Huang Cang interrupted him immediately, "A Li, your father has already been trapped here for a long time and you are the one who knows best how long I have been waiting for an opportunity. As long as you bring father back a Demon Eye, all that we have lost will be repaid with interest. "

Mo Qingli no longer knew what else to say.

Since she was young, she could not disobey anything, but she could not disobey Phoenix Canyon.

"A Li, your father will wait for you here!"

Why was it at this time?

Looking at the unconscious Chu Hen, whose Qi was weakening, Mo Qingli felt like he was struggling in a quagmire.

Then, she closed her eyes and slowly opened them.

Lowering his head to look at Chu Hen who was in his embrace, he said apologetically with incomparable guilt, "I'm sorry, I can't let my royal father stay in that eternal place without daylight …"

As he said that, Mo Qingli lifted his trembling finger and slowly extended it towards Chu Hen's left cheek.

The depths of the lush and verdant mountain range was shrouded in clouds and mist.

One after another, the giant pillars of the sky shot up into the sky.

At the top of the precipitous cliff.

A young silhouette quietly gazed at the beautiful scene in the distance.

"Screech!"

Abruptly, an eagle flew over from the distant sky.

This was an extremely imposing eagle. Its entire body was filled with pure and noble golden feathers, without a single trace of other colors.

A pair of sharp eyes exuded a king's domineering aura that looked down on all living things.

The golden eagle circled above the young woman and let out a long, low cry.

After that, the woman's devastatingly beautiful face revealed a hint of surprise.

"Where is he?"

"Screech!"

The golden eagle let out a long hiss, then turned around and transformed into a ray of light as it shot through the Nine Clouds Heavenly Vault.

The rubble crumbled, and the forest was destroyed.

The earth seemed to have been flipped upside down as all the mountains and rivers within a radius of several hundred kilometers were completely shattered. The great river waterfall reversed and flowed backwards.

However, in the middle of the battlefield that was like ruins, a young figure with wounds all over his body was lying there.

Lying there all alone.

He looked especially lonely.

The dried blood had long ago dyed his clothes red. At the corner of his tightly shut left eye, a faint red liquid was faintly flowing out.

"Screech!"

The golden eagle roared through the air, and the beautiful woman who had been standing at the edge of the cliff followed.

When she saw the figure lying on the pile of rubble, her slender eyebrows couldn't help but slightly furrow. Her pair of bright and beautiful peach blossom eyes faintly revealed a complicated expression.

Star Shift, the bright moon in the sky.

The small bridge gurgled incessantly, and night fell. Fireflies could be seen everywhere, chasing each other and playing by the stream.

Bai Qianyu sat in the pavilion by the stream, leaning against the railing of the bench.

In front of the pavilion was a rotating water wheel. With every rotation of the water wheel, a portion of the stream would be scooped out.

Behind the pavilion was a bamboo house.

The bamboo house was built in an exquisite manner. It was suspended in the air with clear spring water flowing below it.

If it was a hot summer day, lying inside a cool bamboo house, listening to the sound of the spring water flowing, there would be an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Bai Qianyu couldn't remember the last time he came to this place.

Today, besides her, another "guest" had come to this small bamboo house.

The gentle night sky was like snow and frost as it sprinkled onto Bai Qianyu's beautiful face.

There was a dreamy beauty to it.

"I missed you!"

Bai Qianyu muttered to herself softly, her clear eyes that were like autumn water surging with many thoughts of yearning.

"Will I be wrong to do this? "Father!"

It seemed to be a sleepless night.

Bai Qianyu gently leaned on a pillar at the side, her beautiful eyes turned and looked at the bamboo house behind her.

Was the person in the room sleeping soundly now?

The sun and moon revolved.

Dawn.

The soft and beautiful sunlight shone into the pavilion, and Bai Qianyu's flawless white face was almost transparent. She was excessively beautiful while sleeping, and it was as if she was dreaming about something, as the corners of her mouth lifted into a happy smile.

Bang.

At this moment, the sound of something shattering inside the bamboo house behind him caused Bai Qianyu to wake up from his dream.

She was stunned for a moment, then she immediately got up and jogged into the bamboo house.

"Creak."

The bamboo house door opened, and Bai Qianyu immediately walked in.

Beside the window, a young man with a sharp and angular figure seemed to be standing there, somewhat at a loss.0

"You're awake," Bai Qianyu said softly.

The man turned around slowly, his voice cold.

"Can you explain that, I think?"

"Buzz!"

A formless spatial ripple swept out, and a pair of bizarre eyes appeared on the other party's pale yet handsome face.

One of them was the Purple Demonic Pupil that he was familiar with.

The other one had golden eyes that radiated the majesty of an emperor.

Different colored eyes coldly stared at Bai Qianyu who was standing at the doorway.

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