Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1208 Blood War (10)

"Younger brother... Are you called Cangwu Emperor? You have this body...just a avatar..." Ye Qingyi looked at the **** sacred main road.

Before, from the mouth of the **** elders, Ye Qingyi also knew the fact that the **** lord was the prince of the Cangwu Emperor, but who is the Emperor of the Cangwu, but Ye Qingzhen is not clear.

Hearing the sound, the **** Lord turned his head and his eyes fell on Ye Qingxuan.

"Want to know the truth?" asked the **** Lord.

"Think." Ye Qing bluntly.

"Okay, then you will survive. There will always be a day when you and I will meet again... When I will, I will tell you everything, and then I will kill you with my own hands." The **** Lord's right arm is slightly raised, and the palm seems to be I want to face the face of Ye Qingying.

However, at the last moment, the body of the Lord of the Blood Moon turned into a little bit of luster and dissipated in this world.

"Spiritual avatar..." Looking at the dissipated Blood Moon Lord, Ye Qingxuan's heart is slightly more complicated.

The spiritual incarnation is different from the avatar. The avatar is like the **** elder. After leaving the subject, it is not controlled by the subject. The spiritual avatar is completely controlled by the subject. The soul is unified. After the spiritual incarnation, the spiritual power will return to the body...

"Cang Yudi?" Ye Qing muttered in his mouth.

Cheng became the emperor, I am afraid that it has risen to the level of the Great Emperor... Why did a great emperor differentiate into a spiritual incarnation, came to this continent to worship with her, but killed her again... but at the end, it saved Own...

"Qing 棠..."

After a while, Xuanchen real people recovered a little strength, and the body squatted toward Ye Qingyan.

At the rear, there are only a handful of Yejia disciples who follow the Xuanchen real person.

"Missy...we..."

The Zijin Dao looked at the battlefield of Shura and choked for a moment.

Ye Jiazhong people, now there are less than 100 people.

Ye Ling and several elders were not involved in the war because of their lack of strength.

Looking at the Ye family, Ye Qingqi clenched his fists and said nothing.

......

On the second day, there were many tombstones in the valley.

Xuan Chenzhen and Zijin Dao, etc., followed Ye Qing’s body and went deep into the graves.

Looking at the grave tomb in front of him, who knows, how many souls have been buried under the loess.

They have blood-stained the earth, only to protect this continent.

It was at the last moment of life that they did not give up.

"I, Ye Qingyi, once again swears!"

Ye Qingying looked at countless graves: "As long as I am still alive, one day, I will definitely let the ancients of the Aged... blood! Debt! Blood! Pay!"

After all, Ye Qingyan took out a dagger, and in the eyes of the public, he used a dagger on his arm and crossed a deep blood.

"Missy!"

See you, Zijin Dao.

"The ancient family of the secluded, one day does not die... this 疤, one day does not remove!" Ye Qing 棠 cold channel.

After all, Ye Qingyi was kneeling on his knees and bowed to the countless graves in front, until his forehead was broken and his blood was flowing.

"eye for eye!"

"eye for eye!"

Ye Jiazhong people, all in the same voice.

The graves buried in these tombs are the brothers and sisters who lived together day and night, each...

Xiaobaihu looked at Ye Qingyi, just sighed and did not say anything.

The Zijin Dao people came to the grave of the elders of the White Emperor, and the old man who was over 100 years old was tearful and sullen: "Old things...you go, it will be indefinite afterwards..."

(End of this chapter)