Heavenly Emperor

However, the Qing Emperor was fearless, murderous, and slightly twisted his neck, avoiding Xia Qi's foot, but was also stepped on one of his shoulders.

"Click"

There was a crisp sound of bone fragmentation, but Qingdi took advantage of the collapse of his shoulders and slid out of Xia Qi's footsteps. The expression on his face was solidified like a rock, his arms stretched out without hesitation, and his fingers grabbed the void beside them. , Actually grabbed the emptiness out of the folds.

Xia Qi cast a glance, but he was not surprised. What he was surprised was that the foot that had just stepped on his shoulder just caused a slight bone fracture, and he couldn't even make him unable to lift his arm.

The phantom of the sun and the moon on his shoulders is slightly dim, it seems that the phantom of the sun and the moon is a bit interesting!

As Xia Qi thought about it, the Azure Emperor had already pulled the void with both hands, and the void was shaking and rippled. He even pulled the void as a weapon, and the two sides faced Xia Qi.

The blood emperor hiding in the bloody water below suddenly lit his eyes and couldn't help muttering: "The sun and the moon are sky-high. I didn't expect that he had already practiced this trick. The trembling of the sky next to him would cause a certain amount of spatial instability, even if No matter how fast he is, he can't escape."

"Unexpectedly, there will be such unexpected joy. It seems that there is not necessarily no hope of victory!"

A confident look gradually appeared in the blood emperor's eyes. Perhaps the situation was far from what they thought. At the same time, he secretly thanked Xia Qi for his underestimation. He didn't use his speed to kill the Qing emperor at first, but stupidly waited for the opponent to release the attack. It simply gave them an excellent opportunity.

While thinking about it, he sprang out of the blood and rushed straight towards Xia Qi from below.

However, at this moment, I saw that the woman in Xia Qi's arms suddenly stretched out a finger and tapped it casually.

In an instant, the blood emperor felt his own speed was greatly restricted, as if mud feet were sinking deep, and the surrounding space seemed to be frozen. The air that he didn't care about at this moment seemed to be full of water-like blocking power.

What kind of finger was that, as white as jade, slender and slender, without the slightest blemish. Between the heavens and the earth, it seemed that there was only one finger left, and it gently tapped in the void of the two faces that came from the flanks.

There is no turbulence in the world, no trembling of the earth, no mountains and rivers to collapse, only the void shattered, no deafening sound, no dazzling brilliance, it is so natural, just like the heavens, the void is so shattered .

At the same time, there was also the phantom of the sun and the moon on the shoulders of the Qing Emperor, which looked like fragile porcelain, and even the fingers did not touch them, just a little far away.

"Click"

There was a cracking sound, the porcelain was cracked in the sky, and it was lightly broken into pieces by a tender as white finger.

The blood emperor's eyes opened wider and wider, and he even felt a little breathless, shock filled his heart, as if a bell kept ringing, he seemed to be looking at a silent film dumbly, and the silent picture was rolling and blooming.

The void shattered, his fingers retracted, and then Xia Qi raised his hand, like a god king, and said high above: "Gui" is obviously just a word for "gui", but it is like the sentence of death.

"Bah"

A silver light flashed in the distance, and the blood emperor saw it. He even followed the silver light in his eyes, but at this moment, his head seemed to be muddy, and he didn't turn at all.

Following the silver light, watching it pierce the heaven, watching it go through the dark clouds, watching it pierce the Qing Emperor’s head, then the blood emperor’s eyes froze, fixed on the Qing Emperor’s bursting head, The plasma flies in the brain plasma.

At this moment, he was still a little flustered, his head was like a paste, and he even had such a sentence in his mind: This seems to be the second time his head shattered because of a weapon.

"Om"

The tip of the weapon trembled slightly, the dust and blood shook off, and fell into Xia Qi's hands. The whole process was flowing and flowing, as if Xia Qi didn't want to kill, but just wanted to take back his own weapon. Then, in the process of taking it back, he passed through a flower. Human-shaped clouds.

Understatement, relaxed and freehand.

However, the blood emperor fixed his gaze on that finger. Her master was more casual and lightly, but it was like falling into a quagmire. The square space seemed to be imprisoned. He was terrified and shocked.

Especially when the Qing Emperor died, wouldn't it be him next? Although he has some secret methods and trump cards that others don't know about, he silently calculates in his heart, and the fear is deeper, plus the trump cards, he is definitely not the opponent of these two people.

However, just at this moment, the man took a few steps back, looked down at him, his expression was calm, and even smiled a little: "Okay, it's your turn to play, go save him!"

Before the words fell, the empress even kindly reached out her hand, Xu Xu held up the void and prevented the Qing Emperor's body from falling.

The two eyes faintly fell on his chest, and the blood emperor's face became paler. He could feel that kind of confidence and kind of arrogance. He has always been good at hiding, and he was afraid that the enemy would do it to him, because, logically speaking, No matter what the battle is, the most dangerous is often someone like him who can save his companions or even bring back the dead.

However, after the helpless exposure this time, the other party did not even pay attention to him. At this moment, he was allowed to treat him as much as possible. What a confidence it was!

He stood on the spot, silently counting the numbers in his heart: "Ten, nine." Depending on the injury, and the strength of the opponent, a person who has truly died cannot be brought back to life. Xiang Qingdi's strength and his injury , There are only ten seconds, if you miss it, the gods will be hard to save.

"six"

The blood emperor Huo Ran raised his head and rushed straight towards the body of the Qing Emperor. He didn’t dare to look at the couple of Emperor Xia Qi. The eyes were bleeding, and he stretched out his palms and stroked the body lightly. The blood was red. His fur stood up like a needle, extremely sharp, and with a light stroke, blood flowed from his palm.

Then the palms interlaced, pointing towards the corpse of the Qing emperor, the blood is like a living thing, drawn into a long thin thread, densely rushing to the Qing emperor, like the red thread used for weaving, interlacing each other, unexpectedly weaving the human head faintly. Came out.

Sure enough, it was magical, even if Xia Qi and the empress looked at each other, they also sighed, this world is truly omnipresent.

However, obviously, this kind of treatment to save the dead is not without cost. The handsome facial features of the blood emperor gradually become thinner, and the sturdy body also shrinks. However, in contrast, the broken head of the Qing emperor is Has been restored as before.

"Snapped"

However, at the moment he opened his eyes, a silver light flashed from the long weapon, like a baseball slash, and Qingdi's head shattered into dregs. It was broken when described by a single thing. watermelon.

"Come on! You continue to save!" At the same time, Xia Qi's coldly voice came out, making the blood emperor cold all over his body.

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