The Emperor is Above

Chapter 301 Life hangs on a thread

"What a clever kid!"

The Black Wind Tribe's chief priest had a clear and pleasant voice. Facing Qing Yi's teasing words, he did not get angry. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
“I had been planning for many years, but a young boy like you had exposed my plan, which resulted in the loss of a great opportunity. The strong men of my clan also suffered heavy losses in the ambush in Sheri City.

When I learned that it was you who gave advice to Lord Xing, which led to my defeat, I wanted to chop you into paste and sacrifice you to my gods, so that I could vent my hatred.

Today I see that you are not only intelligent and beautiful, but also talented and handsome. If you are truly willing to submit to the Black Wind Tribe, I will not be willing to kill you."

"Ok?"

Qing Yi was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect that after my teasing, the other party would actually open his mouth to recruit him. I thought quickly that maybe if I delay a little, Pan Qing might come up with a good idea.

He smiled and said, "The high priest has great plans and far-reaching ambitions, and the Black Wind God has shown his might frequently. He will definitely have a place among the heroes of the Northern Wilderness. If you want me to submit, that's fine.

I work for the Black Wind Tribe, and I will inevitably be with the High Priest day and night in the future. It would not be good if we were to get tired of each other. Why don’t you lift your cloak and show me your appearance, and then let me make a decision.”

Huh? The other party is still not angry!

Qing Yi couldn't help but feel fortunate that the world still values ​​appearance. He never thought that one day he would have to rely on this face to survive and seek a glimmer of hope.

"Haha, young Mu Aizhi is lustful, but I have never heard of anyone who loves lust as much as he loves virtue!"

The high priest chuckled twice, stretched out his white and tender hands, and actually lifted up the cloak he had been wearing, revealing a stunning appearance.

Her skin was white as jade, her eyes were rippling and her hands were gentle, her nose was straight and her mouth was cherry-like, and her black hair was tied into a bun.

Even Jiang Ji, this stunning beauty, was not as stunningly beautiful as the High Priestess of the Black Wind Tribe. She did not look like the fifty or sixty-year-old as rumored, but rather like a young girl in her twenties.

Even though Qing Yi had some prejudice against the Black Wind Tribe, he couldn't help but praise them repeatedly: "I didn't expect that the high priestess has been famous for thirty years, but still maintains the stunning appearance of a young girl. It's amazing."

"Humph, you've seen my appearance, what do you think?"

The chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe raised his lips slightly, but his voice became colder and colder, "I advise you not to have any small thoughts and try to delay time to fool people. No one can save you tonight, let alone the ruler and ministers of Xing State.

Now, the Black Wind God of my tribe has formed an alliance with the Five-Directions God, the Cat Ghost God, and the Ghost Witch Tribe, and they are working together to divide the territory of the State of Xing. The State of Xing will be destroyed tonight.

You should not expect that old man Shi to come back. The Ghost King Ningtu summoned by Wu Peng has arrived in person. His strength is enough to surpass that of a first-grade grandmaster. Even if all the strong men in Xing State are added together, they are no match for this strong man in the holy realm.

Tonight, not only will hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Xing Kingdom be sacrificed, but the Xing Marquis, the ministers, and all the Xing Kingdom strongmen below the first-grade grandmaster will also die. "

"What a vicious plot! They killed the Marquis of Xing, all the nobles, and half of the vassal states. In particular, the defenders of the seventy-two cities all died in the capital. The State of Xing is really in disarray and is about to perish."

Qing Yi's face changed drastically when he heard this. He had always guessed that perhaps the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe were unhappy about the losses in the war, so they sneaked into the capital to cause sabotage in order to save some face after their defeat, but he never expected it to be such a big conspiracy.

"A vicious plot?"

The chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe sneered, "Warfare is a treacherous art. How can we destroy the State of Xing without taking risks? As long as we slaughter the entire capital of Xing tonight, even if we suffered heavy losses in the previous battles, we will still be the final winners."

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound of fierce fighting continued to come from the Altar of Land and Grain in the distance, making the high priest look increasingly impatient and urging,
"What do you think? I've shown you my appearance, and you've heard clearly about the situation in Xing State, but you're talking about something else. Are you just trying to fool me?"

The pressure from the first-rank grandmaster was so powerful that Qing Yi's legs almost went weak, but the warm energy in his body made him full of strength again, and he managed to stand up straight.

"I am only a 15-year-old boy. How dare I fool the high priest?"

Qing Yi clenched his fists and said slowly with a smile, "I just want you to see my strength. My divine power of the Sky Eye and the golden light that illuminates my heart—"

Before he finished speaking, Qing Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at the High Priest of the Black Wind Tribe. A golden light from his brows completely enveloped the beautiful woman several dozen feet away.

After a faint black mist gushed out from the woman's eyes, nose and mouth, it had no other effect except making the other party embarrassed. It was completely different from the perfect effect when it dealt with the ghost baby.

This made Qing Yi dumbfounded: "Didn't they say that the Shining Golden Light can completely eliminate the power of the evil god? Why is there no movement now?"

"You fool, you acted on your own!" Pan Qing said anxiously in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Although the other party is the High Priestess of the Black Wind God, her strength as a first-grade Grandmaster is obtained through her own hard practice, not simply by relying on the power of the evil god. How can she be easily eliminated?"

Soon Qing Yi discovered that the golden light that illuminates the heart was not without effect.

After the evil god's power was cleared from her body, the Black Wind Tribe's High Priestess, who originally looked like a girl of only sixteen or seventeen years old, now had a much different look and now looked to be at least twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

"Okay, very good. I showed mercy and recruited you, but I didn't expect you to attack me like this. Since you don't want to join my clan, then go to hell!"

The anger in the woman's eyes could almost set people on fire. With just a slight wave of her hand, Qing Yi's whole body flew over uncontrollably.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly shot up into the sky from the ordinary Panlong stone pillar, and it slashed towards the high priest of the Black Wind Tribe like a long sword.

"Bang bang bang-"

With the strength of a first-rank grandmaster, the high priest left Qing Yi behind and tried his best to resist the lightsaber. He finally shattered the attack and turned it into a ray of light, which disappeared. The expression on his face became more solemn.

"Huh? This Panlong stone pillar actually hides a formation!"

Qing Yi, who had luckily escaped with his life, couldn't help but feel lucky. The formation would not hurt people by itself, and someone needed to control it. Soon he saw an old man on the city wall of the palace gate smiling at him.

"High Priest?"

Qing Yi didn't expect that it was Chen Lun, the chief priest of the Imperial College, who saved him. At this moment, the 70-year-old man and a dozen warlocks from the Mage Camp were busy on the city wall.

"Yes, the city defense formation. This must be the city defense formation mentioned by Yang Hu, Guojun and others before."

It has always been felt that the king and royal family of Xing State lack high-end military force. Although Old Man Shi, a first-class grandmaster, is loyal to the king, he is often sent out to guard various places. The capital lacks sufficient security protection. It turns out that this is because there is still a city defense formation to rely on.

"hateful!"

The chief priest of the Black Wind tribe also thought of the threat posed by the city defense formation, and without hesitation he left Qing Yi behind and turned to head towards the palace tower.

Although the talisman masters and sorcerers are powerful, they are afraid of close combat. As long as the operators of the city defense formation are eliminated, the powerful city defense formation will no longer pose a threat.

However, the high priest Chen Lun was a third-grade talisman master, and he had the cooperation of more than a dozen powerful sorcerers. He manipulated the formation and made the high priest of the Black Wind Tribe roar in anger, but he could do nothing about it.

After being wounded by lightsaber one after another, the high priest had to retreat to the Altar of Land and Grain to reunite with the cat ghost god and work together to resist the threat posed by the city defense formation.

"It's so beautiful, as bright as fireworks!"

Qing Yi looked up at the sky, and saw pillars of light rising into the sky between the palaces, and then more pillars of light rising into the sky from the upper city.

Colorful beams of light converged in the sky, densely weaving together, like a huge net covering the entire city, making the gradually darkening sky seem like daytime again.

Then countless lightsabers and knives fell from the sky, as if they had intelligence and were specifically designed to attack powerful enemies such as the cat ghost god, the high priest, and the red god of wealth.

The nine cat ghost god servants of the second level were unable to dodge and four of them were killed instantly, and the four maids of the third level were all killed tragically.

Just as the city defense formation was about to kill all the enemies, the ferocious ghost face floating above the altar of state and grain enveloped the cat ghost god, the high priest and others.

I was halfway through typing the second chapter when the WPS software suddenly crashed. I lost a thousand words and had to rewrite them. It was so annoying!

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