Supreme Alchemy

"Am I going to die?"

The eyes of Qingming God were somewhat dull, without any of the majesty and spirit of a powerful god.

It seemed that he was discouraged and had lost hope for life.

In this Lingfeng Sect's great calamity, he fought against two people alone, fighting the Silver Blood God and the Purple God.

The final result was a miserable defeat!

But with his true strength, he should not have lost so miserably.

All this was because of his heart calamity.

Before, he still maintained the mentality of a teenager, and was a little young and frivolous.

Therefore, after agreeing to Linlang Tianzun, he quickly went to the Jade Maiden Sect.

He even said that he wanted to kill the Sword Crocodile God.

But the final result was a miserable defeat, and he was almost killed by the Sword Crocodile God.

If it was just like this, then although he was in a low mood, he would not collapse.

Xiao Changfeng's move.

It was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He could accept the reality of his failure, but Xiao Changfeng's appearance easily killed the Sword Crocodile God.

It highlighted his incompetence from the side.

And his beloved Linlang Tianzun, after this incident, was grateful to Xiao Changfeng.

All this, for him, was the source of pain and his real heart tribulation.

His state was somewhat similar to Wang Shuxian's.

Both of them had recovered from their physical injuries, but the scars in their hearts could not be healed.

But Wang Shuxian was like this after suffering all kinds of inhuman torture.

And he fell from the clouds to the abyss all of a sudden.

This huge gap made him collapse mentally for a while and unable to be himself.

He couldn't say he hated Xiao Changfeng.

After all, the other party had helped him and saved his life.

It was just that this heart tribulation was so fierce that he was hit into the dust all of a sudden.

So in this battle with the Silver Blood God and the Purple God, he had only exerted less than 70% of his strength.

In the end, he was easily defeated and became a prisoner.

Until this time, the confusion and pain in his heart not only did not subside, but became deeper and deeper.

Looking at the sword light of the Purple God falling from the sky, he had no intention of resisting at all.

Perhaps, dying like this is also a good choice!

"Qingming!"

A heart-wrenching cry reached the ears of Qingming God.

He turned his head slightly and saw Queshe Tianzun.

At this time, Queshe Tianzun had heavy shackles on his hands and feet.

With disheveled hair and wounds all over his body, he also looked miserable.

But those eyes were filled with strong panic and sadness.

Qingming God was an orphan who was adopted in Lingfeng Sect since he was a child.

For him, Lingfeng Sect was his home, and Queshe Tianzun was like a father.

From cultivation to becoming a holy son, Queshe Tianzun gave him meticulous care.

Later, after receiving the inheritance of Niutou God, Queshe Tianzun cared for him even more.

He took him to retreat, and various resources were provided continuously.

This made Qingming God feel a deep warmth.

He was grateful and respectful to Queshe Tianzun from the bottom of his heart.

And he also had an inseparable emotion for Lingfeng Sect.

At this time, looking at the desolate and sad expression of Queshe Tianzun, Qingming God's heart was deeply touched.

His eyes followed Queshe Tianzun and fell on everyone in Lingfeng Sect.

Some people had broken hands and feet, only half of their lives were left, and some were covered with scars, but the hatred in their eyes was not extinguished.

Every Qingming God was very familiar with these people.

But at this time, they were covered with wounds, full of tragic and helpless.

And all this was not because of anything else.

It was because of his own incompetence!

Looking at Queshe Tianzun and everyone in Lingfeng Sect, Qingming God's heart, which was like a pool of stagnant water, was stabbed hard.

Everyone was like a steel needle piercing his heart.

Pain!

Very painful!

Lingfeng Sect ended up like this because of himself!

If he fought to the death, even if he did not lose his will to fight, he would not end up like this.

Now he is going to die, and Queshe Tianzun and the entire Lingfeng Sect will also die tragically.

This kind of ending is definitely not what Qingming God wants.

Boom!

In this life and death situation, under the blow of blood and fire.

The heart of Qingming God, the flames of war were ignited again.

The flames of war were weak at first, but soon they burned fiercely and turned into the flames of burning the sky.

The heart calamity was burned to ashes, and the broken mind was tempered to be more firm.

The dim eyes were bright again at this moment.

It seemed that there was a flame burning, and people dared not look directly at it.

"I can't die. I want to save the master and my brothers. If I die, they will die too."

Qingming God gritted his teeth, and the fighting spirit in his heart was more firm than ever before.

Swish!

The green light was like the sun, like a volcanic eruption, suddenly bursting out from the body of Qingming God.

A divine power full of oppression also erupted, filling all directions.

The green light was strong, containing surging divine power, and soared into the sky.

Everyone looked from afar.

It seemed that a green bull that never gave up appeared between heaven and earth.

Standing on the sky, with the horns against the sky, the fighting spirit was inextinguishable.

Boom!

The green light shot up into the sky, colliding with the blade light, and a deafening roar erupted, like thunder rolling, spreading in all directions.

The terrible fluctuations turned into air waves, like a typhoon passing through, blowing everything outside the Xuantian Divine City into pieces.

The execution knife of Zi Yan God was successfully blocked by Qing Ming God.

"Huh? You dare to resist when you are about to die!"

Zi Yanshen frowned, and a strong killing intent burst out from her beautiful eyes.

She didn't expect that Qing Mingshen still had some strength left.

However, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't change the situation today.

"Qing Mingshen, it's useless for you to struggle, just accept your death!"

Zi Yanshen said coldly, and then held the divine sword in her hand, and poured divine power into it, surging and shocking.

Crack!

A purple blade light, like a purple lightning of heavenly tribulation, with a strong poison and destructive breath.

It chopped down from the air, splitting the heaven and earth directly, invincible, and unstoppable.

The power of this knife was more than ten times stronger than before.

The divine power was vast and covered the sky, making all the spectators look horrified, feeling that they were extremely small, and they would be chopped into ashes under this knife.

The blade light was shocking, and it chopped down suddenly, heading straight for Qing Mingshen.

At this time, Qing Mingshen's face was as pale as snow, and his breath was extremely weak.

Although he had broken through the heart tribulation, he was seriously injured after all. He had used all his strength to launch the attack just now.

At this moment, facing this knife, although he had the intention, he was powerless.

However, he gritted his teeth and supported his body, facing the knife light, trying to resist it desperately.

No matter what, he had to fight hard, and he must not let the Lingfeng Sect die in vain because of him.

Swish!

The knife light fell, and the terrible destructive aura made the body of Qingming God shaky.

He was already at the end of his strength, and even if he tried his best, he would never be able to resist this knife.

Bang!

Just when everyone's heartstrings were tense.

A sword light appeared out of thin air, and a sword cut off the purple knife light.

At the same time, a murderous voice quickly approached from a distance:

"Kill him? Have you asked me?"