The Conceited Crown Princess

Leng Shangxian picked up the zither and stood in a row with Feng Lingyu and Feng Qianchen. The expressions on the three people's faces were astonishingly consistent: "what if you can't kill it? It's not like this has never happened before. What if you die? "

The three of them finish together. The people of Xianlian, Zhixue Pavilion and yaohuang hall have finished dealing with the last remaining Party of the holy world. They also follow them and stand behind Leng Shangxian, with a look of vowing to follow them to the death.

Only Qianming didn't come over, but stood alone, his eyes full of complex looks, melancholy and sad, but no one found out.

All the people carefully looked at the zombie troops opposite, as if in the zombie group, confused with the black fog, as if in the middle of the night.

On the one hand, there are forces of Xianlian mainland, Zhixue Pavilion, yitianmeng and Huanyu College; on the other hand, there are holy masters, diviners and zombie troops.

It seems that this side should have won, but only each other's hearts know how different their strength is. The huge zombie army alone is enough for them to cope with it for a while.

Not to mention, there is also a spirit of seven stars of the holy world, the strength of the diviner, up to now is not known.

"Don't hurt my mother and father." Wind thousand Chen is cold up string to embrace shoulder, a face indignant anger stares at the zombie group and holy Lord opposite.

The diviner wisps a wisp of beard: "the son of the dark devil must be the best elixir in the world, making people's strength rise to the peak." When the diviner finished, his eyes were still shining with greed.

The faces of the people on the other side all changed. How could these people in the holy world want our little devil so evil? It's insane!

They angrily protect the wind Qianchen up: "the Lord is so shameless, I think you'd better go back to your mother's womb and study again."

"Zombies, go and tear them all up!" When the Lord gave an order, the zombies, who were standing still, began to move forward slowly, and even made empty sounds.

Although they move slowly, they make people scared, as if death is slowly approaching themselves.

The LORD looked at the scene of his zombie with satisfaction. He put his hands behind him, and his face was full of beating smile, which made people in Xianlian land itch with hatred.

The people in Xianlian land step by step backward, because Leng Shangxian said that the way to deal with these zombies is to kill the Lord, which is obviously impossible to achieve.

Qianming still doesn't move. Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu just want to say something. Qianming is in front of the diviner in an instant, and his eyes are bloody and cruel.

Qian Ming's hand tightly bound the diviner's neck, and the diviner's face turned purple in an instant. He couldn't breathe and could not speak, so he could only keep rolling his eyes.

Cold string and wind Lingyu also tacit understanding of a leap in the air, in front of the Lord, and the Lord entangled with each other.

Zombies only know how to move forward, but not backward. The rest of them join forces to sacrifice a border, fight desperately, and move forward, but it's the common people. We can't let the common people suffer instead of us!

The diviner kicked a few legs, opened his eyes as hard as he could, and glared at Qianming fiercely.

Qianming slightly hooked his lips: "diviner, once, it was you who tried to make me unable to recover my mind and hurt my beloved woman and my brother. This time, I will let you die in front of me."

The more Qianming said, the more haze under his eyes, so that people can't see the thoughts in his eyes clearly through the fog under his eyes, as if this person is a mystery.

It's clear that when he was in the temple, he didn't meet the cold wind. Qian Ming showed such tenderness and compassion that he didn't doubt that Qian Ming would be like this one day.

Qianming's palm gathered a group of spiritual power. The holy light was shining. The next second, the spiritual power hit the diviner's chest with his fist.

It seems that at that moment, the diviner felt his heart burst open, his eyes were dull and unable to rotate, and he didn't know when, so he lost all his thoughts, only knew that there was a blank in front of him.

Qianming cruelly put away the body of the diviner in his hand, held the crystal ball in his palm and crushed it mercilessly. The crystal ball wrapped the diviner's life. When the crystal ball was broken, the diviner's body was also broken.

Then, Qian Ming took a look at Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu, who were fighting against the Holy Lord. He stared at the Holy Lord with hot eyes, and then came to the three people.

"Xihuang, Liuchu, I'm really sorry that Qianming is heinous. This time, let me bear everything for you. I hope you remember that there is a Qianming in your life."

Qian Ming said, a border separated Leng Shangxian and fenglingyu, but left himself and the Lord in this wide land. He reluctantly looked back at Leng Shangxian, and his eyes touched him with incomparable tenderness.The eyes with a smile make Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu feel a pang in their heart, but they find that the boundary is very strong, and they can't open it together.

Qianming no longer looked at the fiery red figure, but glared at the LORD: "although you didn't instruct me before, in this life, you still torture me according to the old lord's method, and let me kill each other with her."

The LORD raised his head and said, "so what? You are just a piece of my chess. How can my holy world allow such talented people to survive in the world? "

"Qianming, Qianming, remove the border and let's face it together!" The cold string slapped the edge of the border, like a glass cover covering both of them.

Feng Lingyu was cold on one side, hitting the border with one punch at a time. The dark system, the thunder system and the wind system were useless.

"You two, take good care of me, I want revenge, shame!" Qian Ming's eyes are getting more and more red. The Holy Lord has set up his posture and killed him. At this time, Qian Ming suddenly envelops both of them with his spiritual power.

The face of the Lord changed instantly: "Qianming, stop it, what are you going to do! I advise you that you will not come to a good end. Let go

On the contrary, Qianming had a strange smile: "let go? Hum, don't think about it. I will kill you today. No matter what the cost, you can never live in the world again. "

At the next moment, Qianming's spiritual power suddenly blooms a very dazzling light. The holy light of kylin beast covers the whole land of Xianlian, and all the zombies become pieces of paper.

In mid air, there was only one afterglow. Qianming, the Lord and the unicorn all disappeared, leaving no remains.

Leng Shangxian's hand is still on the edge of the border. However, at that moment, the border suddenly dissipates. Leng Shangxian sits on the ground unprepared, with two tears hanging on it and refuses to fall down.

"Qianming... Why are you so stupid..."

"I never blame you..."

Leng Shangxian murmured to himself, and all the people behind him were silent and red eyed. Unexpectedly, Qianming, who they once hated, was willing to sacrifice himself to save them.

Feng Lingyu squatted on the ground with one knee and put his hand on Leng Shangxian's trembling shoulder: "lady, once we all died, we were not still reincarnated. Maybe Qianming would also."

At this time, Feng Qianchen went forward and stood at the place where Qianming and the LORD had disappeared. He looked blankly: "mother, I seem to see something was sucked in just now."

Cold string of sad suddenly stopped, sitting on the ground raised his head, frowned: "was sucked in? Sucked in by something? "

Feng Lingyu had already stood up and looked at Feng Qianchen. He looked up at the place, but it was still a clear sky. He didn't find anything, and even the rest of the holy glory had dissipated.

The wind thousand Chen a face don't understand of appearance: "is where?"? You see, it hasn't disappeared yet. Two dark things have been sucked in. The things sucked in are like small whirlpools in the water. "

Feng Qianchen has a funny look on his face. He obviously takes what he sees as funny. He can't wait to get in and play.

However, he is more powerful in controlling the spirit power. He will not walk in the air, but can only hop on the ground.

Leng Shangxian was helped up by Feng Lingyu, took Feng Qianchen's little hand, and went to the huge army behind him. Their people lost a lot, especially the city guards of the four main cities.

The people in the blood Pavilion and the yaohuang hall also lost a lot. Even the four dark guards are now in a coma and are treated by Yu Lei over and over again to ensure that they will not die.

Jingqiu has been helping Yu Lei to cure the wounded, so she has not been hurt. The blood on Lin Zixi's face seems to add more enchanting charm.

"Fairy, my face is hurt." The forest Xi Fengsao of smile, pointed to oneself is full of the face of blood, the result carelessly rubbed the blood away.

"Other people's blood, ha ha ha..." with that, he ran away for fear of being beaten by the cold.

"Lin Zixi, you lied!" Green bamboo with medicine box, originally want to go to linzixi treatment, but found to be played, quickly jump in place.

Each time a name is called and no one answers, the whole team will be in a state of sadness. When there is a response, it will be excited.

"Money, money!" Long Zhentian's wrist was tied with bandage. When he read about money, he was full of confidence, but he found that the name he called seemed like a stone sinking into the sea.Long Zhentian forgot what he should do at that time. Is his brother really gone? Did you really die in this battle?

Looking back at the miserable corpses everywhere, I can't tell which one is the corpse of money. The bold man really left.