Chapter 793

Looking at the river of blood in the same place, looking at a corpse fall, death, Mo Qingge heart like a knife.

"Father, I have already said that she is a fickle person. How can she take care of her relatives?" Nangong Yueming sneers and adds oil and vinegar:

"Mo Qingge, listen, if you still have a little conscience, you will die by yourself. Otherwise, your relatives and all the people you care about will die without a place to bury them!"

"You..."

Mo Qingge is burning with anger. He looks at Mo Yanyan who is unconscious. He sees that his father and master are seriously injured, and Xuanli is losing.

The Mohist envoys died row after row, and the corpses almost piled up into mountains.

She hated, hated the mieling clan, and even more hated herself!

Hate yourself, nothing can be done.

"Qingge, Keke..." Mo Yuanye said, "don't mind us, don't mind us!"

"Master, don't interrupt!"

Seeing her indifference, Nangong Yueming was more anxious: "Mo Qingqing, you still won't come here to die, right?"

With a backhand, she fell, shattered a row of porcelain, and began to smash the objects in the inner hall of Qingge.

Suddenly, Nangong Yueming's sight fell on the shining soul grass flower in the corner of the inner hall.

What kind of flower does it have the breath of life?

Seeing that the moon of Nangong is close to the soul grass flower, Mo Qingge is worried: "don't touch it

The more anxious Mo Qingge was, the more happy Nangong Yueming felt. With a sneer, he slapped out again.

"No, no!"

The cry of Mo Qingge is heartbreaking, but he still watches it. The soul grass flower is shattered by the hand of Nangong Yueming and no longer exists.

Suddenly, her heart was broken.

Soul grass flower, destroyed

It was the immortal grass from Uncle Huang's half heart. It was only when Uncle Huang watered it with blood essence day and night that it bloomed.

That's my brother's life

However, she watched helplessly, and all her efforts were destroyed.

Broken, desolate.

There's nothing left.

Anger, heartache, fear, and intent to kill all surged into my heart in an instant.

"Ah..."

Mo Qingge's eyes are full of tears. Listening to Nangong Yueming's triumphant laughter, his heart aches to the extreme, as if he is going to lose his mind.

She's really going crazy!

Wheezing——

In the next second, the Xuanli of the whole body kept climbing, and frantically broke through the last critical point.

"Ah

Guangmang wanzhang, earth shaking, wind and sand dancing.

For a moment, all the visions in the sky were in full bloom, and the terrible mysterious force fluctuated, deep and bottomless, just like a God's residence.

People in the same place stare at each other. They have never seen so many visions at one time.

The God emissary, who was not strong enough, was injured by Yu Li and even died by vomiting blood.

All of a sudden, there was an unknown premonition in their hearts.

No!

Another demigod is about to be born. If we don't stop him, it may lead to disaster!

Therefore, the ice lion of Jiuyou shakes back qingxuanzi, flies up to the sky, and is surrounded by cold frost power.

All the places are covered with ice and snow, and you can't see the end at a glance.

"Qingge!"

"Master!"

When people were worried, suddenly, a red light cut through the clouds and covered the whole sky with a layer of hot clouds.

The next second, the fire spread across the sky, layers of frost broken, collapsing, Jiuyou ice lion unprepared, had not had time to defend, it was flying back out.

The fire all over the sky is unstoppable!

Bang——

The sound of landing caused a series of concussions, and Jiuyou ice lion got up from the ground in anger.

Looking up, I saw that on the sky, a long white dress was flying down, waving and indifferent, just like the God's near.

A woman's face is as enchanting as a flower, enchanting and bewitching. Her whole body is full of cold and powerful air.

Another demigod, born!

At the same time, Xuanli's whole body's strength is also rising, and the seal in his body seems to be instantly untied, until he returns to the semi divine state, and then he feels refreshed.

As if, this is his real strength.

Suddenly, an ancient memory that didn't belong to him sprang up.

The gods on the ground looked up at the sky, trembling and panicking

"Mo Qingge, she... She's half god!"

"How is that possible?"

"Since ancient times, there has never been a direct ascent to the demigod."

Even if the demon God more than 300 years ago just ascended to the divine realm, it was enough to shake the earth.

What is the identity of this woman?

The next second, Mo Qingge flew down and ran to qingxuanzi's face: "master, master!"

Qingxuanzi coughed up a mouthful of blood and said intermittently, "Qingge, you must... Take good care of yourself. Shifu, you don't ask for anything. I just hope... I hope you can live in peace."

Leaving this sentence, he passed out unconscious.

"Master, master, don't scare me!"

Mo Qingge touched qingxuanzi's pulse, not only the meridians, but also the inner elixir, which was in danger.

She tears, quickly holding the green xuanzi dry palm, thick Xuanli constantly input into his body.

Although she knew that it didn't work much, she was still shaking her finger bones and her tear eyes were dancing.

"Master, wake up quickly. The singer doesn't ask for anything, just ask for peace... Wake up quickly, OK?"

Panic tone, full of desperation.

It's her fault

If it was not for her protection, master and Mo Yanyan would not have been seriously injured.

Soul grass flower will not be destroyed

Now, there's nothing left.

Everything she cared about was destroyed!

See Mo Qingge sad, nangongxuan finger bone tightly curled up, eyes across a trace of cruel.

Now, kill him!

Then, nangongxuan's phalanx curled up tightly and stormed away.

"Qingge, be careful!"

"Master!"

Xuanli flashed forward in an instant, but before he could stop him, Mo Qingge turned around, and with a light force, he imprisoned nangongxuan in the same place.

"You..."

The South Temple Xuan stares big eyes, immediately can't move.

Mo Qingge's eyes were red and his tone was cold: "my master and sister, are you the one who hurt me?"

Nangongxuan is choked by a strong force. He can't struggle and move. He has some fear in his heart.

Under the influence of the demigod, he was breathless and had no power to fight back.

"I, I didn't." Nangongxuan quickly denied, "it's them. It's their fault. Ah..."

Words fall, Mo Qingge and increased the strength of the phalanx.

Screams, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, never stop.

"No?"

"Siren, please let my father go!" Nangong Yueming is impatient.

"Ah..." nangongxuan quickly begged for mercy, "forgive me, forgive me, I know it's wrong!"

"Pay for your life!"