The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 2057 Qingqing!You promised me to strip the body of the demon god

The demon pestle shrouded in white light keeps rising in the dark night, illuminating the night with thousands of light beams competing with the bright moon like shining fire under the brilliance of the pestle.

The strong light from the subduing magic pestle turned the night into daylight, and the people on the main peak looked up at this scene, as if they saw hope.

Three thousand immortals used immortal power as a rope, weaving it into a net to imprison the demon god.

The subduing magic pestle, which was slowly flying into the air, finally stood above Qingqing.

The strong light from the dyed hair in the subordinating pestle, along with the divine power, dispelled the demonic energy in the air.

Qingqing was trapped in the prison net, and her already dark pupils became a little darker when she looked at the thing spinning above her head that was releasing divine power.

She lowered her eyes, disregarding the imprisonment of the immortals and the demon pestle above her head.

His eyes pierced through the night, and fell on Shi Ling who opened the magic pestle on the main peak.

The night is as cool as water, and the wind is bleak.

Qingqing's eyes were cold and calm, and the eyes of the person below met.

"You help them?"

With the facts in front of her eyes, she asked the obvious answer.

The moment Shi Ling heard the voice, his eyebrows froze, his face was serious and worried, and he was about to explain when Qing Qing interrupted him.

"Do you really think that this shit can imprison me?"

She averted her gaze indifferently, and turned her gaze from Shiling below to the three thousand immortals.

The magic patterns on the half face were clearly illuminated under the strong light of the Subduing Demon Pestle.

Looking at it makes people's scalp tingle.

"Ignorance is bliss."

"Unfortunately, too."

Qingqing's eyes darkened and she raised her hand to catch the air.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the net woven by the power of three thousand immortals twisted with Qingqing's grasping movements.

"Your immortal clan alone dares to speak so wildly."

Qingqing pulled down violently, tearing the prison net woven by the immortals with both hands.

Following Qingqing's movements, a hole was visibly torn open by the naked eye.

Seeing this, the immortals were terrified.

This Demon God has indeed grown up!

"Shiling, speed up! We can't hold on any longer!"

The immortal clan urged Shiling to come down, and Shiling, who had stopped activation because of Qingqing's words just now, struggled when he heard the words.

Looking at the man who was deceived and tore through the prison net woven by the three thousand immortals with his bare hands, Shi Ling's arms stiffened.

"What are you still doing!"

"Don't hurry up!"

Immortal urges sharply, the sects of the main peak Xinghe saw that Shiling has not moved for a long time, screaming and urging, "Shiling, why are you still hesitating!"

"She is a demon god! The demon god who slaughtered the Three Realms and destroyed the world!"

"Shi Ling, this is the Demon Subduing Pestle!"

The immortal couldn't hold on any longer, and Jian Shiling reminded him that he had not activated the subduing magic pestle for a long time.

Shi Ling's eyes brightened, and his sorrow hesitantly dissipated.

That's right, the demon pestle.

The subduing pestle that peels off the body of the demon god.

After success, Qingqing will no longer be a demon god, and will not be punished by the Three Realms.

Shi Ling's eyes were firm and continued to urge the subduing magic pestle.

In mid-air, Qingqing tore her hands apart, and the Xianli prison net was instantly torn, and the prison net woven by Xianli was wiped out in Qingqing's hands.

The immortals were moved back by the impact of the immortal power, and before they were relieved, the overwhelming majestic demonic energy swept across the world.

It seems that all the immortal souls will be wiped out.

The demonic energy swallowed the heaven and the earth, bound and imprisoned the immortals, making them unable to move.

Qingqing didn't move directly, her eyes fell on the Demon Subduing Pestle hanging above her head.

"I have been too kind to you."

She stretched out her hand towards the demon pestle above, obviously intending to destroy it.

Seeing this scene, Shi Ling's heart tightened, "Qingqing!"

Nervous, worried, and anxious voices sounded from the main peak. Shi Ling looked at Qingqing who was surrounded by demonic energy, and his face was serious, "You promise me to strip the body of the demon god."

(End of this chapter)