Chapter 71: Empress (fourteen)

Among the giant trees, Xifeng held the sword forward and had approached the banshee's heart.
The cut blood vine did not regenerate, but the bleeding blood was quickly absorbed by other rhizome blood vines. Each long vine is like a cunning snake demon, and the attack without regulations makes Xifeng feel too strenuous, hoping to turn it into a hair ball, so that they can't attack the top and the bottom, and pierce her back. Waist.
Probably the banshee was born to restrain Qingyuan. The closer Qingyuan was to the banshee, the more uncomfortable it felt. This feeling was like, a wet dress was wrapped around it, and it was still raining in the sky. Has not been dry.
He was a little annoyed.
It turned out that he was not at all powerful, and was restrained by a female monster. He used the wind as a sword, side by side with the west wind, and cut off the ivy together.
I really want to pull out these annoying things in one go, and then take the west wind to eat and drink.
The Banshee was surprised to find that these two people were not as simple as they seemed. They even rushed to her demon heart. She tried to seize their blood, and the two seemed to be able to kill her.
She was no longer entangled with them, and all the blood vines released were taken back into the demon's heart. The leaked evil energy was quickly recovered, and the demon's heart suddenly swelled, filled with giant trees filled with chilling devil qi.
The sword in Xifeng's hand was buzzing and shaking, and her hands were numb. She had many cracks in the protection built by the spiritual force. She was asking for help Qingyuan, but she also saw him like a sword in her hand. .
This evil spirit really restrained him.
"Qingyuan ..."
Blood vines have been collected, the tree cave is empty and silent, and the sound of the west wind passes into the agitated Qingyuan ears, which makes him instantly recover. He suppressed the irritability in his heart, and was no longer disturbed by the banshee.
Seeing this, the Banshee resisted with demon qi, but the Dragon Spirit's spiritual power could not be blocked by Xun Zuo. She felt panic and condensed her energy again to contend.
Rao is her natural restraint, but the other party's spiritual power is far beyond her imagination.
The heart was almost unbearable, thumping and beating.
Seeing that Qingyuan had balanced her, Xifeng wanted to pierce the demon's heart. Who wanted the banshee to turn out a blood vine and stop her from going.
Suddenly a gap was opened outside the tree hole, and a long woman with a sword in both hands fell from the sky and thrust the sword into the blood-red heart.
The Banshee was suddenly out of balance, screamed, and blood spewed out of her mouth with the heart. Blood Vine quickly received it and slapped it the emperor, smashing the hood of the emperor's body directly, and hit the tree trunk hard.
The sword in his hand was broken, leaving only the hilt in his hand. As soon as the emperor moved, she felt that her organs were smashed and she immediately vomited a lot of blood. Without spiritual protection, he stood on the heart again. The emperor was instantly invaded by evil spirits, and her exposed skin was burned.
Westwind shouted in shock: "Hurry!"
"Sword to me!"
The emperor shouted that she needed a sword, and she would rather die than leave. Just been stabbed by her, the banshee has been in chaos, and then stabbed with a sword, even if she can't kill her, she can win opportunities for the west wind.
She snapped again: "Sword to me!"
The emperor's prestige, even if she changed her face and body, still has the spirit of a king, and her spirit is pressing.
However, all spirit swords recognize their masters, and Xifeng is not sure whether the sword will listen to others or not, and help that person. However, the banshee was mad, and Qingyuan's big net that locked her began to be freed. Only the emperor was closest to the demon's heart. At this time, she had no choice. .
"Catch--"
The sword was thrown over there, and Westwind threw the sword she would never give to the empress.
Seeing Leng Jian flying, the emperor, who was so pained by the banshee's internal organs, saw Leng Jian flying, got up and grabbed the sharp sword, clasped her hands tightly, and stabbed towards the heart.
"hiss--"
The sword immediately left a crack on the crimson heart, the banshee screamed in pain, and countless evil gushes out of the wound, staining the blood and flesh of the emperor's hands. The wickedness was like a ants eating food, peeling off her hands and flesh bit by bit.
The clothes were gradually corroded, and then the flesh was corroded, but for a moment, the emperor was bloody.
For mortals, it seems like Ling Chi, even more painful than Ling Chi.
The female emperor still held the sword tightly, and did not loosen it. She clenched her teeth, and the huge pain almost caused her to crush her teeth.
But she couldn't let go, let the banshee escape.
This is her country, the kingdom that their royal family will protect all their lives!
If the banshee is not dead, the flower country will become an island of hell. She will not allow this to happen, and she will never allow it!
Even if she lost her life, she would kill the banshee and protect her people!
The sword in his hand suddenly reentered three inches into the heart, and the succubus screamed sharply, trying to transform the emperor into a bone with evil energy.
However, the sword suddenly overflowed to purify the aura, and spewed directly from the end of the sword. In the heart of the heart, the evil spirit was directly purified.
"what--"
The heart shrank violently, and the Banshee couldn't help it anymore, and finally gave up the giant tree and escaped from the giant tree with a torn body.
The Banshee left, and the Empress lost her support, clutching the sword that had never been laid down, and fell in the giant tree of nothingness.
The trunk and leaves that do not appear somewhere overlap, layering beneath her, gently supporting her who has fallen rapidly.
Like the mother, gently holding the child in his arms.
The female emperor vaguely saw a loving and compassionate face.
This face, when she was a baby, she seemed to have seen ...
Finally, the west wind, freed from the shackles, leaned over and rushed to the unconscious emperor, shouting upward: "Qingyuan--"
Although the Banshee left the tree, she had to catch her. Once let her leave the country of flowers, another country of flowers may appear again.
Only by removing her can we cut off the future.
And the banshee restrained Qingyuan. Now that she is seriously injured, it is not difficult for Qingyuan to win her.
Qingyuan heard the sound, came out from the huge tree trunk, but saw the Banshee did not escape.
It's not that she doesn't escape, but ... that she can't escape at all.
She was caught.
But what caught her was not their friend Xiaohuo, but ... a white-faced scholar.
On the contrary, my friends, they could not move, as if they were under control.
Qingyuan looked at the ordinary scholar, and then looked at the evil one who was caught by him with one hand. The evil screamed in horror, screaming silently, and there was no more excitement.
He looked at the white-faced scholar and said, "Magic Night."
The scholar smiled mildly and elegantly, and the ordinary face was shed away from human skin, and gradually became a handsome and unusual face, with a smile.
"I want to thank you for driving me this nasty little thing out of the tree, otherwise I will have a headache, how to catch her back." He was holding the banshee desperately in his hand, almost close to her face , Laughing, "Do you know, how hard I am to find you, I have raised you for 50,000 years, and you just repay me like this? It really makes me sad."
"His--" The banshee's eyes were full of panic and hatred. She struggled desperately, but most of her heart had been damaged, and the demon power was almost lost. There was no strength to resist.
"I don't have seasickness." Qing Yuan said, "You used her demon spirit to confuse my divine power, making me illusion, even unable to find you hidden."
Moye smiled and said: "Yes, she can restrain you, you are no longer invincible, Qinglong."
"Oh." Qing Yuan said, "You want to say, I can't block your door anymore, do I?"
Mo Ye slightly pursed her lips, trying to fight.
Qingyuan said to the west wind, who had come out carrying the emperor and was hiding behind him catly, with great frustration: "I didn't get seasick."
It turned out that no one in Jiuxiao would be seasick, nor would he.
Westwind was afraid and aired: "It's not the time to say this!"
Can you come up with something like a war is imminent, and it's a good thing not to be seasick, don't regret it!
"Aren't you afraid?" Mo Ye asked, "You are completely restrained by this banshee."
"Don't be afraid," Qing Yuan said, "Just get rid of her here. It's okay. In these 100,000 years of my seal, you have only raised one such evil, right, otherwise, you have already attacked God Realm . Even you are not sure to control her, so you still did not come to block the door of God Realm. "
"Yes, but sooner or later I can take her to block your door."
Westwind is crying nervously, and I beg you two big demon to stop entangled the door. Naive ghost!
"Can't take it away, I won't let you take her away."
Mo Ye smiled, as if mocking: "I spent so much effort to feed her, but whoever wanted it, she actually escaped, and tried to use mortal blood to cultivate and escape my control. Now I have spent so much time. It takes a lot of thought to catch her, but you have to take it from me. Qinglong, how can I agree. "
He spoke sharply and said to the Xifeng who was trying to untie those rigid monsters: "Little Xifeng, how have you been left in the world for so many years, how can you unlock the seal under me?"
Xifeng twitched his eyebrows to look at him, and felt uncomfortable with his eyes.
Qingyuan said: "You can rely on her to restrain me, but, Moye, it is not a simple matter to raise such a evil spirit. She has your own devil qi on her body, so you have used yourself for these 50,000 years. The blood of her heart feeds her. Your magical energy is actually not as good as a hundred thousand years ago. "
Westwind has a slight pause.
Qingyuan said: "You can't beat me, you still haven't escaped?"
Moye smiled and said: "Don't flee, you have spent your spiritual power to protect them from the beginning, and also spent a lot of energy in the tree. Now you are indistinguishable from me."
"Oh ..." Qing Yuan's eyebrows suddenly changed, "Is it?"
The subtle changes all came into the eyes of the magic night, as if the other party had already laid an ambush. He was vigilant, and at the moment when he was looking for an ambush, the cyan shadow suddenly came to him.
His heart sank, and he knew he didn't ambush.
But in an instant, his wrist was slashed by the wind knife, blood was splattered, Qingyuan directly cut off the wrist that he held the banshee, and then in the next instant, Qingyuan had taken the banshee and returned to the original place.
Mo Ye paused, looking at the silent Qinglong, with a cold smile, his wrists had grown out again, and nothing seemed to have changed except for the blood stains left on the clothes. He said quietly: "Even if you take her away, you can't kill her. She was born to restrain you and drink my hard work every day. No one in the Six Realms can kill her."
"I can."
Mo Ye stared at the girl suddenly.
Xifeng directly raised his sword, and swept his wrist with that cold light sword, slipped an inch, and then stained an inch of blood until the end of the sword became a crimson sword. She raised her sword and pierced the banshee's heart.
Magic Night snapped: "Westwind!"
The sword had penetrated into the banshee's heart and was pierced instantly. The banshee hissed, and the harsh voice shook the world.
The whole island trembles and the mountains shake. If it wasn't for Qingyuan to cover it with aura, I was afraid that the wicked rush could destroy the whole island in an instant.
The banshee struggled with pain, and her eyes turned into two black holes in an instant. Countless spirits swallowed by her. Every time she walked, she was old.
"what--"
The Banshee wanted to break away from this painful divestiture, but there was another thought that made her suppress this pain.
If you die, you can get rid of this ...
Mo Ye saw that Xie Zuo, who had been working hard for tens of thousands of years, was about to die, staring at them fiercely, stabting at Qingyuan with his energy like a sword.
Qingyuan restrained her banshee and felt that her heart was bored. Seeing Moye's anger struck her, she raised her palm to resist it. She was shocked by the demon qi and her aura suddenly shook. But he couldn't let go. Once he let go, the evil spirit of the Banshee would swallow the west wind.
Xifeng grabbed the sword, no matter how she struggled and eroded her flesh and blood, she didn't let go.
Once let her go, Qingyuan will inevitably be restrained by the magic night, even if she is dead, she will kill the banshee.
Seeing that the two had not let go of the banshee at all, Moye finally set off and flew towards the banshee.
The Banshee noticed that he was close, roaring with her head tilted, her hollow eyes resembled two vortices, and she wanted to devour the future. Mo Ye, aware of her evil thoughts, leaned away and did not attack further.
Seeing him retreating, Xifeng finally realized that Moye could not only control the banshee, but even fear her.
He spent 50,000 years on the situation to raise the monster, and now he can't even control it. That's right, she can restrain the anti-sky characters like Qingyuan, and it is not impossible to restrain Magic Night.
She even wanted to withdraw the sword in an instant, to see where the banshee had restrained the magic night. However, she soberly told herself that she could not do this, and Moye knew everything about the banshee, but they did not know at all that she could not let Qingyuan take risks.
Thinking, she struggled to turn the sword in her hand, completely purifying the banshee's heart.
"what--"
The banshee's evil spirits dispersed, and all the spirits she swallowed also left.
Her pale body finally glanced at the gray sky, and it instantly turned into a skeleton. When the wind blew, it turned into ashes.
At this time, the iron shackles locked on her hands and feet were considered to have completely left her body.
That's great ... finally free ...
Almost as soon as the west wind pulled away from the sword, a rush of air flashed to the front. West wind was stunned, and Mo Ye's face was close to her eyes. Before she lifted the sword again, he grabbed her wrist and twisted hard, and she heard the sound of her bones breaking.
Mo Ye wants to remove her hand, but her strength is nowhere to be used. Looking down, Qing Yuan once again cut off his wrist, and the palm of the wind separated him from the west wind.
Shocked by Qinglong, Mo Ye suddenly felt that the devil qi in her body was retrograde. He did not expect that even if Qinglong had been close to the Banshee, he could still hurt him.
It's just that Qingyuan and Xifeng's faces are not very good, and they have spent too much energy on fighting with the banshees.
Mo Ye sneered, no longer approaching, and suddenly saw West Wind grinning. Look at the sword soul in her hand, pointing at his heart. Moye pointed his finger at the sharp sword end, with a taunt: "If you don't plan to die with me, don't do such unnecessary things."
The sword passed through his fingers and had pierced the clothes in his chest. The west wind condenses and can't wait to pierce the sword into his heart, and pierce his heart.
But the sword couldn't score another half.
No matter how hard she tried, the sword was still different.
"Vain."
Mo Ye raised her fingers, and saw that she was about to break the sword. Suddenly, the sword was taken back by Qingyuan, and it was taken back into Xifeng's sword sheath.
The west wind staggered, almost spitting out blood.
Qingyuan whispered: "Not yet, there are several brothers between you."
Westwind is not reconciled, but can do nothing. Magic Night was watching the show all the way, but they were checked and balanced from the ship, and now they have just fought against the Banshee, which is by no means his opponent.
Mo Ye stared coldly at the pile of ashes, raised his eyes to the west wind, and said coldly: "You destroyed my hard work for 50,000 years."
Xifeng looked at Moye ironically and said, "You never want to threaten Qingyuan with this kind of ghost thing!"
Who hurt Qingyuan, who she lay eggs with. You moved him, have you asked me, have you asked me!
"Xifeng, I really look down on you." Mo Ye smiled, the discomfort in his heart became stronger, he still smiled, said, "Qinglong, it is not yet time for the war, he will fight with the gods and devil, we will see you again.
Yu Yin is still there, but the person is no longer there.
Xifeng, who had been holding on for a long time, saw him go, with a sweet throat and a spit of blood.
Qingyuan held out her wrist and hugged her into her arms.
The sudden loss of strength of the west wind does not forget the trembling call: "Don't hold too hard."
"Well." Qing Yuan thought and said, "But you don't have Jin Chanyi to crush."
But I have a chest! Xifeng rolled his eyes in his arms, regardless of whether he was hugged by a catty.
The overcast sky gradually regained its brilliance. The dry giant tree seems to be slowly stretching its leaves.
The leaves are green and vigorous.
Westwind glanced feebly, thinking that the country of flowers would not become the country of flowers.