Tiangong Creation Beast

Tian Ting heard Zhuang Qiming's words and glanced at Zhuang Qiming lightly, with contempt and disdain in his eyes.

She took a step forward and her voice slowly sounded: "I am Tian Qing!"

Heaven will fall, and our mission will end with my own hands.

The future of the Green Silk Clan is closely related to me.

I am a turning point born from the heart of the Tiangong clan, a new beginning.

I am the optimal solution, I am Tianqing.

The moment Tian Qing finished speaking, she appeared near Zhuang Qiming, stretched out her hand, and held the racial heart of the green silk clan.

He looked sideways at Zhuang Qiming, his sky-blue eyes carrying a slight smile and arrogance.

Zhuang Qiming's eyes turned red when he saw that Tian Qing had obtained the racial heart of the green silk clan so easily. He screamed twice and rushed over to kill Xiao Tian Qing, but found that he could not

Unable to move.

The red-haired boy who held the heart of the green silk race in his hand had a look of arrogance and arrogance on his still immature face. He glanced at Zhuang Qiming lightly. The look that seemed to be looking at some rubbish made Zhuang Qiming feel even more uncomfortable.

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He wanted to struggle and raise his hands toward the sky, but found that he could not break away from the restraints at all. Zhuang Qiming seemed to have a feeling in his heart that it was the rules on the other side of the underworld that were stopping him.

The rules did not allow him to attack the person in front of him.

This man has been recognized by the heart of the Green Silk Clan, and he is already the well-deserved king on the other side of the underworld.

The whole other side of the underworld is leaning towards him, that rumor is true.

The other side of the underworld belongs to the Green Silk Clan. As long as you get the racial heart of the green silk tribe, you can become the king of the other side of the underworld.

Originally, he only wanted to get the racial heart of a race and make this race work hard for them. Zhuang Qiming originally didn't believe the rumors circulating among the souls on the other side of the underworld, but now the situation did not allow him to disbelieve.

That's true!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the rules to prevent the killing between them. This place is not a place where killing is prohibited. Too many people have died from the beginning to now.

Not to mention the number of souls of the monks who fought to the death, his blood sacrifice alone was not a small number.

"I don't believe it. How could you get the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan so easily!" Reluctant anger filled Zhuang Qiming's mind. He roared and looked at the young boy, "Are you a monk from the Green Silk Clan?"

Only the monks of the Green Silk Clan can be so easily recognized by the Green Silk Clan’s racial heart, right?

Because they are one and the same!

Such a smooth operation could only be caused by monks from the Green Silk Clan!

Looking at Xiao Tianqing almost firmly, Zhuang Qiming's eyes were vicious.

"I'm not." Xiao Tianqing's voice was a little brisk, and she explained with a little kindness.

"I don't believe it!" Zhuang Qiming replied without hesitation. If he wasn't a monk from the Green Silk Clan, how could it have been so smooth!

With a somewhat indifferent voice, Xiao Tianqing said, "Whether you believe it or not is none of my business."

While talking, Xiao Tianqing took out the Red Yi Crazy Sword and pointed it at Zhuang Qiming.

Everyone knows her name, and this person is stained with so much blood. He is obviously not a good person. It is strange that she would let this person leave here!

As if sensing Xiao Tianqing's murderous intent, Zhuang Qiming subconsciously took a step back, and then killed himself.

If he cannot win the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan, his life will be meaningless.

And he can't go back. A father doesn't want to leave a useless son behind.

He would have been homeless long ago if he had not completed his mission!

Young Master, you will definitely succeed!

At the last moment of his life, that loyal and firm face suddenly appeared in front of Zhuang Qiming. The smile on Zhuang Qiming's mouth was bitter, Mingyi, I didn't succeed.

Looking at Zhuang Qiming who decided to commit suicide, Xiao Tianqing blinked her eyes. She looked at the quiet and extremely well-behaved heart of the green silk race in her hand and sighed.

Originally, I wanted to wait for the monks from the Green Silk Clan to come over and let them take the Heart of the Race.

After all, this is something from the Green Silk Clan, but she didn't expect Zhuang Qiming to come out halfway. With this added uncertainty, she couldn't keep waiting for the group of monks from the Green Silk Clan.

God knows how long it will take for them to appear in sight, and how long it will take for them to reach the heart of the green silk race.

Without gaining the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan and becoming the master of this land, she would not have absolute control and would not be able to kill people. She was not at ease letting Zhuang Qiming be such a threat in front of the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan.

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Now that the Green Silk Clan's racial heart has been obtained, it does not have any resistance to her approach, but...

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the center of his brow, Xiao Tianqing felt a little headache, but there were still some things that needed to be done first.

Feeling the power brought to her by the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan, Xiao Tianqing slowly uttered one word from her mouth: "Retreat!"

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Still approaching the heart of the green silk race that was right in front of him, this soul looked up and glanced at the heart of the green silk race that was still more than eighty meters away from him, and felt that his heart was full of energy.

He just blinked his eyes slightly, why did he suddenly change his position?

Is it a trial?

No, this place looks familiar. Isn't this the position he stood before entering the final competition?

Before the soul could think clearly what was going on, he felt his position move again. This time, he came to the outermost part.

It's not just him, there are countless monks and souls who are as confused as him.

They looked up at the gradually disappearing temple.

this……

As the palace completely disappeared in front of them, they found that their position had moved again.

This time, they arrived outside the soul tide.

There is no longer any characteristic of Soul Tide.

Only the soul who didn't understand the situation was shouting loudly.

"What's going on? Where's the soul light? I'm such a big soul light, why is it missing!"

"Aren't we in the soul wave? Why did we suddenly come outside the soul wave?"

"What's going on? What happened? Why did I suddenly change positions?"

A group of monks and souls who were kicked out from the Heritage Palace, as well as those who were participating in the final competition for the heart of the race, seemed to have something in their hearts. They looked at each other and saw the same message in each other's eyes: green silk

A race has a master in its heart.

When they were still struggling to find a way out, someone crossed them, quietly took away the racial heart of the Green Silk Clan, took over the other side of the underworld, and expelled them from the soul tide.

Who is that person? How did he/she do it?