Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 812 Final Chapter The Gods Return 101

Quan Jiu raised his sword, and a terrifying coercion swept over Qiu Yunshan, making him breathless. Long Xiao felt the majestic divine power in his master's body, and excitedly exuded the fierce sword power, which he had held in for more than three thousand years.

Years ago, it finally waited for the day when it could reunite with its owner.

Qiu Yunshan felt the trembling of the cave, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He was worthy of being the master of the divine bones. His broken soul could be restored even more terrifyingly than before in such a short period of time.

"One sword."

Quan Jiu looked at him calmly, as if he were looking at a drop in the ocean, and spoke calmly.

One sword can cut mountains and rivers, break the sun and moon, and determine the outcome.

Although his words were indifferent, Qiu Yunshan could hear a strong sense of confidence. If anyone had said these words, he would have scolded them for being ignorant, but if it were the Red Lotus God, he would not dare to blame them.

Quan Jiu finally raised her arm, and the sword force generated by the Longxiao Sword blocked the entire area, cutting off all Qiu Yunshan's retreat. She slashed the sword with an expressionless face, and the sharp sword force broke through the invisible air, just like a cruise ship.

The water surface rippled with layers of ripples.

To outsiders, Quan Jiu swung his sword lightly, and Qiu Yunshan flew out like a rag doll, lying on the ground vomiting blood.

Not a single move was blocked.

001 is a sword cultivator, and he sees more tricks than outsiders. Appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly to Lord Ling.

"This little girl has actually developed such a strong sword skills."

She is obviously better at magic than sword practice.

Lord Ling made a serious comparison: "It's still a little worse than you."

He is the most talented swordsman he has ever seen.

001 looked calm: "As a brother, there is no way I can let my sister compare."

After he finished speaking, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Mr. Ling jokingly: "Did you say what you just said with personal feelings, or did you seek truth from facts?"

It's easy to create filters among acquaintances.

Lord Zero: "Seek truth from facts."

Just when 001 thought he had finished speaking and was about to answer, the other party spoke seriously and naturally.

"Of course, I can't help but have personal feelings."

001: "…………"

In his eyes, Master Ling has always been fair and just, but when he suddenly heard these words, he was still a little overwhelmed.

"It's time to go help." Master Zero reminded.

Quan Jiu on the opposite side has already opened the barrier. Facing the group of attacking immortal cultivators, she seriously injured one of them with one knife, which was smoother than chopping a watermelon without blinking an eye.

Qiutang covered his chest, his heart pounding: "...I, I can't breathe."

If she really wants to take Sister Shen to the Sunset Forest, the tenth-level monsters in the center of the forest are not enough for her to kill.

Lan Xiu looked at Feng Zui with complicated eyes: "Warrior..."

If there is really a conflict between husband and wife, Quan Jiu will definitely have the upper hand with force.

Feng Zui looked expressionless and cut Qiu Yunshan's throat with a knife. He came to avenge her for all her revenge.

Lord Ling did not take action, relying only on Tang Lu, He Qingsui, 001, Quan Jiu and Feng Zui to block the dozen immortal cultivators.

Quan Jiu didn't look at Qiu Yunshan, who had bulging eyes and a ferocious face after he fell to the ground. He could only see the young man in black standing in front of her, paving the way for her. The scent of soap locust mixed with hormones came faintly from his body.

Although she was in the center of a storm of swords and swords, she wanted to laugh for no reason. After Feng Zui killed one person, he turned around and saw her smiling eyes. The man looked helpless and wanted to stretch out his finger to tap her eyebrows punitively.

, only to catch a glimpse of the bloody fingertips, he paused and did not continue.

He said: "Concentrate."

Quan Jiu didn't care. He took his blood-stained finger and tapped it between his eyebrows. The bright red blood soaked the red lotus, making the petals more delicate and delicate.

Feng Zui was stunned. If someone hadn't attacked him from behind, he would have wanted to take another look.

Quan Jiu helped him deal with the attacker. He raised his sword and cut off the opponent's head. The head hit the ground with a clang.

"You still said that I was almost attacked without knowing it?"

Feng Zui let her accuse him: "Well, it's my fault."

He raised his hand to tidy up the messy hair on her cheek, but he saw a figure suddenly appeared behind her, who was originally empty. The man's dark eyes flashed, and his hand turned into a blade, slashing out.

A wailing sound sounded, and surprisingly, the opponent did not fall down, but instead mechanically stretched out his hand towards Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu turned around and saw a headless corpse. The woman raised her eyebrows:

"This is the person who attacked you just now."

She just chopped off the other person's head.

Facing the resurrected puppet, Quan Jiu became more and more ruthless in her attacks. Just when her sword was about to fall on the opponent, the headless corpse's body turned into a burst of black mist, and she slashed the opponent in the air.

Feng's eyes darkened slightly. She looked around and found that all the people who had died just now stood up and stared at her and Feng Zui sadly.

Quan Jiuzhan is holding a sword, his arm is hanging down, and blood is still dripping from the sword end:

"The leader of all demons has to hide behind a group of immortal cultivators. It is really a shame and sad thing for the demon world."

All corpses have been refined by Nightmare and become part of it.

A hoarse, distant voice suddenly sounded in the cave. The voice came from all directions, and the source could not be identified:

"Honglian, long time no see."

Just a voice made many people feel the pressure. All the negative memories in Qiutang's mind rushed to his brain in an instant. Lan Xiu broke his arm to save him, and his mother suffered a massive hemorrhage and died in order to give birth to him. In the sunset forest, he

Watching Quan Jiu fall off the cliff but unable to save him... Qiutang's chest heaved and he couldn't help but lose control of his emotions.

Ji Mingye grabbed his arm and injected a spiritual energy into him:

"Stay quietly at the mourning platform and get rid of distracting thoughts."

Nightmare is formed by all kinds of evil forces in the world. Greed, jealousy, hatred, cowardice, anger, as long as they are negative things, can become the nutrients for him to become stronger.

The scary thing about nightmare is that it will never die. As long as the greed in the human heart is not eliminated, it will always have nutrients and fertile soil, and will always exist in the world.

Lan Xiu and others were also attacked in the same way. Some of the unstable disciples were slashed with knives, and the scene became a mess.

Quan Jiu has not seen "Nama" with her own eyes, but since the other party said so, she can guess a little bit.

When she died, Nightmare, as the culprit, watched from the sidelines.

Quan Jiu: "I hope we never see you again."

Either you die or I die.

The low and hoarse voice sounded again:

"Although you have recovered your soul, you are no match for me."

One person and one demon have the same goal, they all want to kill each other, and they start the war without saying a word in an extremely tacit understanding.

All the fallen corpses were injected with a large amount of demonic energy. Their closed eyes slowly opened, revealing their gray eyes. They all attacked Quan Jiu, and their power was even stronger than before!

Quan Jiu understands the opponent's tactics, and he will kill her if he tries to do so.

(End of chapter)