Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1203 Blood War (5)

"you……"

The middle-aged man just wanted to say something, but the **** elders were palms and hard.

In an instant, the body of a middle-aged man exploded from the palm of the blood elders and was pinched into a minced meat.

"Boom!"

"Call...call...call..."

Finally, the left palm of the **** elders, unable to fall to the ground, gasping.

"Saint...the saint...I...Hunghe...clear...not insulting the mission...finish...complete...task...task!" The **** elders shouted.

Two tears, at this moment, crossed the cheeks of the **** elders.

Soon, the **** elders struggled to get up, but at this moment, he had no strength and lost one leg and could no longer walk.

"I...Hong...Heqing...not any...anyone...divided..." The **** elders murmured.

Between the hustle and bustle, among the elders of the **** month, there have been various kinds of things.

At that time, he met Ye Qingyi and was forced to sign a heavenly contract with Ye Qingyu.

After that, it was a carefree day...

In Xuan Lingzong, he became an ordinary disciple and was oppressed by Ye Qingyi every day.

After that, the two were born and died together, suffering and sharing together...

The Xuan Lingzong mutation, went to the blood moon to teach, and played on the spot.

A nose is in prison, and each other lives and dies...

In the war, mutual trust, no doubt.

Think carefully, he only has one life, that friend, his precious friend...

"I'm sorry... my friend..." The **** elder smiled softly.

At this moment, Ye Qingying in the distance, after killing a few strong people, the slight tremor in his heart.

Ye Qingyi clearly felt that the contract between her and the elders of the **** moon disappeared suddenly.

A tragic ominous her heart emerged. .

Immediately, Ye Qingyi turned into a residual image and flew away toward the final sense.

Soon, Ye Qingyi found the **** elders.

But at this moment, looking at the **** elders who are close at hand, Ye Qing's face can no longer show a trace of expression, her eyes are slightly enlarged, and the eyes are full of shocking colors.

"Saint...the saint...you...how come...hey..." The elders of the **** moon looked at Ye Qingyi and whispered softly.

"Don't talk..." Ye Qingyi hurried to the side of the **** elders.

"Ha... Haha... The saint... I... I finished... Your mission... The child... Peace!" The **** elders laughed.

"Don't...speak..." Ye Qingqi clenched his fists, unknowingly, nails pierced into the palm, letting blood drip.

"After...and...can't say it..." The **** elders looked at Ye Qingwei: "Thank you... thank you... my friend...you...please...must, live!"

As the elders of the **** moon finally screamed, the huge body gradually turned into nothingness until it was completely dissipated.

"Qi Tiancheng coach is here, kill him!"

Some of the ancient people of the ancient family, chasing here, looking at Ye Qingyi, open to drink.

"Give me a roll!"

In an instant, Ye Qingyi was burning around and blackening, and black inflammation shot in all directions.

However, the interest rate, the dozens of ancient people who chased here, were completely swallowed up by black inflammation.

Ye Qing’s head did not return, watching the disappearance of the **** elders, and the only black wine left by the **** elders.

(End of this chapter)