The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Above the peak, it seems to be in contact with the sky, and you can touch the white clouds with your hands.

The air was thin, windy and snowy, and icy cold.

"Hanyue Qiongying, this is a dead end, where else can you escape?"

Jiu Ge looked at her at the end of the road, at her standing alone on the pinnacle of destruction, she was full of pride, when did she become so down and out?Seeing this, he didn't feel as happy as he had imagined. Instead, he had mixed love and hate, he couldn't love her, and he couldn't bear to destroy her.

Wu Yue, He Lian'an and others chased after them, only a few people were able to climb the snow peak.

"Monster, just capture it with your hands." He Lian'an wished to cut her into pieces and sprinkle her blood on Uncle Wang's grave!

Qiongying stood on the top of the peak, her black hair fluttering, her black robe fluttering, her face expressionless, behind her was a bottomless abyss, surrounded by clouds and mist, with no end in sight, as if it would swallow her at any time.

"Qiongying, I won't hurt you..." Wu Yue didn't dare to take a step forward, for fear that she would fall if she was not careful.

Qiongying was silent, she didn't look at anyone, she only looked at the sky that seemed to be within reach, she looked at the balance, put the world under her feet, looked down on everything, and even dismissed it.

No matter how downcast she is, don't think of her condescending.

"Did you kill the national teacher?" Jiu Ge asked suddenly, was he deceiving himself since he believed her?

"No, he committed suicide, but it was indeed the deity who forced him to commit suicide." Qiongying said casually, she didn't bother to hide it, let alone explain.

"Hanyue Qiongying! Why did you kill my uncle and the national teacher?!" Jiu Ge roared in grief and anger.

The snow peak rumbled, the snow collapsed, and the flowing clouds turbulently made the entire Lingyun Mountain tremble.

After a while, until it returned to calm, Qiongying spoke slowly.

"Let them kill the deity, and not allow the deity to kill them?"

So what if she is killed, those who oppose her will perish!

"The lonely king has no choice but to kill you first!" He Lian'an shouted angrily, gathering his phantom power to hit Qiongying directly.

"No!"

At the very moment, suddenly, a panicked voice came from behind, and the powerful phantom power wrapped in the wind and snow, hit He Lian'an's back directly.

No one expected an attack from behind.

He Lian'an was caught off guard, vomited blood, and fell from the fire phoenix.

Seeing that figure, Qiong Ying immediately stopped her retreating steps, took Helian An's palm, stepped back abruptly, and stood on the edge of the cliff.

"Father!" Jiu Ge cried out, his face pale.

Huofeng let out a long cry, spread his wings and swept, immediately caught He Lian'an, and sent He Lian'an to Jiuge.

"Father!" Jiuge helped He Lian'an up.

"Ahem..." He Lian'an's face was pale, and the blood in his body was disordered, and he was seriously injured.

"Your Majesty." Several members of the Helian tribe hurriedly checked Helian'an's injuries. Although they were not fatal, they might not be able to practice advanced illusion in the future.

Yechen came to Qiongying's side, his face was still in shock, his hands were still shaking, and he looked at her without blinking.

"Who hurt you?" Qiongying saw blood on his body, her eyes became gloomy.

"No, no one..." Ye Chen's lips moved slightly, they were so dry and bloodshot, his eyes gradually cleared up, reflecting her figure.

"Why are you here?" Qiongying grabbed his hand and wrapped it in her palm, she was a little angry.

"I'm sorry..." Ye Chen's voice was higher than before, and the blood on his lips became more obvious.

Qiongying's face was gloomy, seeing that his breath was not good, she couldn't be angry anymore, but she was full of sulking.

Wu Yue frowned, looking at the intertwined hands and lingering eyes of the two, how is this possible? !Maybe Ye Chen fell in love with her, but how could she also love Ye Chen?He would rather believe that she fell in love with Feng Feili than that she would fall in love with Yechen.

Jiuge handed He Lian'an to the tribe, then stood up, looked at the two people on the cliff with cold eyes, saw her holding someone else's hand, that was his dream expectation, and now it has become his greatest irony .

That person was just her subordinate, with a humble status, so humble that people could ignore him, there was nothing outstanding about him, he didn't even remember the name of that person, what was he inferior to that person in Helian Jiuge?

"Hanyue Qiongying, I really hate you!"

"Hanyue Qiongying, you killed my relatives and hurt my father, I can't wait to kill you!"

"Hanyue Qiongying, you have been proud all your life, but you lost here today, I will make your life worse than death, and you will not be able to escape my grasp in this life!"

Jiuge swears word by word that this hatred is irreconcilable, this hatred will last forever and resound through Lingyun.

Qiongying was silent, only looking at the people around him.

When Ye Chen heard Helian Jiuge's words, he couldn't help worrying and fearing. She was so proud and unparalleled in the world, how could she condescend to bow her head, let alone beg for mercy.

"Ye Chen, are you afraid of death?" Qiong Ying asked.

"Not afraid." Ye Chen replied as usual.

"Ye Chen, are you willing to jump down with me?" Qiong Ying looked at him, only half a step away from the abyss.

"Yes, I am willing." Ye Chen held her hand tightly, looked at her deeply, he can still be with her, life or death will matter.

Qiongying grabbed his hand tightly and jumped, the two of them fell from the snow peak, and disappeared in the snow and ice in an instant.

"No!"

"Dome Shadow!"

Jiu Ge cried out in grief, the blood sword in his hand slipped, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he fell on the edge of the cliff.

"Qiongying..." Wu Yue rushed over, but didn't even touch the corner of her clothes, and watched her figure fall and finally disappear.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the snow collapsed, the sky changed suddenly, and the west-slanting sunset turned blood red.

Hongxia gathered in the sky above Lingyun Zhiding, and even the snow-capped mountains were reflected in red.

There was a loud rumbling sound, the snow peak broke, the snow fell, and the glaciers surged.

"Your Highness, leave quickly, this snow peak is about to collapse!" The Helian clansmen turned pale with horror, and they might be buried here.

Jiuge seemed to be unable to hear, motionless like an ice sculpture on the edge of the cliff, his eyes were out of focus, and his mind was blank.

"Take Jiuge away!" He Lian'an yelled angrily on the fire phoenix.

The Helian tribe immediately took away Jiuge and left Lingyun Zhidian quickly.

"Your Majesty, what should the Holy Master of the Hall of Light do?" Seeing that Wu Yue had no intention of leaving, the clansmen couldn't help being surprised.

"Don't worry about it." He Lian'an left on the fire phoenix, he couldn't protect himself, how could he pay attention to the people in the Guangming Palace, not to mention that now that Hanyue Qiongying was forced to death, Wu Yue might fight against Nan Xu, so Wu Yue died in Lingyun Britain is the best.

Rumbling, the snow peaks collapsed one by one, as if they were about to be razed to the ground.

"Qiongying, I'm here to find you, please don't worry..."

Wu Yue rolled down several feet along with the snow, got stuck in the rocks, split the rocks with force, moved the ice and snow above, and rolled down rumblingly, almost burying him.

"No more snow! Stop it! Ah!"

Wu Yue's body was covered with scars and his eyes were red. No matter how he tried to stop it, he couldn't stop the avalanche. The snow peak broke and was buried before his eyes.

With a loud bang, the highest snow peak also broke apart on both sides.

The boulder fell down, Wu Yue was covered in blood, fell backwards, looked at the gray sky, gradually lost consciousness.

"Holy Lord! The Holy Lord is there!"