The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

Hearing "Zheng——", the strings of the prince's long piano suddenly broke, and Qingchen's arm froze in midair.

I saw Prince Changqin putting away the guqin, smiling and standing up.

This is the first time I have seen such a Prince Changqin.It was as if his whole life was just waiting for this moment.

Prince Changqin looked at Qingchen, but his body gradually flew back, which was where the stone statue of Nuwa was.I know that Prince Changqin is going to transform into spiritual power to pay homage to the Six Paths.

Suddenly, Qingchen withdrew his arm and came to the side of Prince Changqin like a ray of white light.

"Prince Changqin! Do you think you want to just die like this and it will be over?! Dreaming! I said, I curse you, life after life, watching the gods annihilate!" Qing Chen shed tears, but all dripped on Prince Changqin Changqin's face.

"Qingchen! Don't, don't!" Dong Jingli instantly understood Qingchen's thoughts, and wanted to step forward heart-piercingly. At this time, Taihua had already come to Qingchen's side one step ahead, and saw the light flickering , Taihua has transformed into a real body.

In an instant, the miasma seemed to understand what Qing Chen and the others were thinking, and surged like a tide like crazy.

Qingchen grabbed the prince Changqin by the collar and threw the prince Changqin to his side. Jinjiu hurried forward to hold the prince Changqin in mid-air.

"Impossible! Qingchen! Qingchen!" Prince Changqin ran towards Qingchen again without any image, but was blocked by Qingchen's spiritual power.

Dong Jingli, Queen Mother, Zhao Ling and many others were in a hurry, casting spells one after another to break Qingchen's Pangu power, but the barrier remained motionless.

"Qingchen, Qingchen! Qingchen!" Dong Jingli beat Qingchen's barrier almost losing his mind.

Qingchen rotated the bronze mirror slightly in his hand, and then shot straight into the sky, unleashing his spiritual power on the miasma without fear.

"Qingchen..." My voice trembled slightly, but I didn't know what to say.

My initial understanding of Qingchen was just a few words from Xitong and Xuange.All I know is that she is taboo in the entire heaven and god realm.Nothing but mystery and the unknown.

Later, when I gradually learned more about Dong Jingli, I realized that Qingchen didn't have the arrogance of an ancient goddess.On the contrary, she is kind-hearted and sincere, and she loves bravely, regardless of the consequences.

When I saw Qingchen for the first time in Qinglong Town, I just marveled at all the goddesses in the Six Paths, but they are just mediocre.Because only after seeing Qingchen, can one know what the word goddess is.

I don't know when, peach blossoms rained all over the world.

Under the peach petals, Qingchen turned his head, smiling like a flower.

"Jingli. Live on. Even if I don't exist in the six realms, you have to live on. I'm very happy. I'm not the only one who can affect your emotions." The words fell.Countless powerful spiritual power gushed out from the mirror, and seeing the miasma, they fled back in fear.

No one knows how long it has been.Just listen to Qingchen.

"Taihua... I'm sorry..."

"No... Master Qingchen... Taihua... very happy."

After saying a word, the bronze mirror in Qingchen's hand finally shattered due to too much spiritual power.

Taihua... the artifact that Qingchen has loved for hundreds of millions of years, but has never spoken of.Taihua, who has perception because of Qingchen, and life because of Qingchen.Die at Qing Chen's hands, probably the best ending.

With Taihua scattered into powder.Qingchen's body gradually fell to the ground.At this time, her enchantment finally couldn't stop anyone anymore.

Prince Changqin and Dong Jingli jumped up at the same time, but Jin Jiu stepped forward to stop Dong Jingli.Dong Jingli struggled, but finally gave up.

"Qingchen...Qingchen..." Prince Changqin stepped forward, trying to grab Qingchen's fingers, but for some reason, his speed was always one second slower than the speed at which Qingchen's body fell.