Chapter 907: : Remember my name!

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"How could this...how could this be..."

At this moment, Ming Jiu Chu couldn't figure out why all this was. At the first moment, he controlled the Ming Slave to kill the Quartet. The next moment this Ming Slave, who had stood in the Qingming Temple for thousands of years, regained his will!

This is simply unheard of!

Even if you rack your brains, you can't imagine such a result!

Suddenly, aggrieved, unwilling, resentful, and frightened emotions drowned out Ming Jiuchu's nerves!

But these negative emotions are all transformed into something called despair and fear!

Ming Jiu Chu was crazy about fleeing, he didn't want to die!

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Suddenly, an icy voice resounded, and it passed into Ming Jiu Chu's ears, like a magic sound!

Rumble!

In the next instant, a golden dragon claw the size of a thousand feet was born, crossing an infinite distance, and grabbing the dim divine brilliance that Ming Jiuchu had transformed!

"No! Let me go! Let me go! I am willing to surrender! Don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

Ming Jiuchu roared with infinite horror and despair, begging for mercy, struggling with the glory of God's mind!

At this moment, how can he have the appearance of being the supreme master of the Qingming Palace in the past, looking down on the common people?

With black hair fluttering, Ye Wuque captured Ming Jiuchu's divine brilliance with his oracle bone dragon claws. He felt his struggle. Hearing his roar and begging for mercy, it suddenly sounded the scene when he first saw Ming Jiuchu.

At that time, Ye Wuque was in Ming Jiuchu's eyes, and I was afraid that he could not even count as an ant. The other party could completely kill himself with just one look.

But now, Ming Jiu Chu is in his hands, but it has become a kind of ant, a life and death dilemma!

This kind of strong contrast made Ye Wuque feel a little bit emotional.

But immediately, Ye Wuque stared at the dim radiance of divine consciousness, his eyes sharpened, and he said softly: "Death!"

"Do not!"

The frantic and spiteful howl sounded, but it stopped abruptly!

Because Ye Wuque had used the oracle bone dragon claws to completely extinguish the radiance of Ming Jiu Chu's divine consciousness!

So far, the Sovereign of the Qingming Temple, the instigator of the five super sectarian wars...Ming Jiuchu, die!

With the complete death of Ming Jiu Chu, the horrible howl before he died completely rang out, resounding in the ears of everyone in the Tianduan Grand Canyon!

In the distance, the Tianyahai Pavilion Jiucai Pavilion Master and Qicai Pavilion Master, as well as the Mie Xumeng Master, who were fighting in battle, their faces changed wildly at this moment, and they immediately abandoned the Sword Master of the West and the Saint Master of Tianzheng, regardless of the life and death of the disciples , With endless panic, just want to escape for the first time!

However, in the next moment, the style minister directly chased after him with a sword!

Sword Master Zhan'e was also dispatched with the style ministers, and the fate of those three people can be imagined.

However, after only a quarter of an hour, the three **** heads were picked up by the courtiers and thrown into the void!

At this point, all the leaders of the Qingming three sects were all dead, not one left!

In this battle, the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb finally laughed for the last time.

On the main battlefield of the Tianduan Grand Canyon, the disciples of the Qingming Three Sects were still fighting frantically and futilely, but they had long since become the defeated teachers. And here is the Tianduan Grand Canyon. These disciples couldn't fly at all, and couldn't even escape.

The Holy Master of Tianzheng and the Sword Master of the West landed directly, as if calling into the flock, but not killing, but sealing the cultivation of all the disciples of the Qingming Sect.

Above the void, five people, Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen, Tianya Sage Master, Linglong Sage Master, and Zhan'e Sword Master stood side by side, slowly showing a smile on their faces.

Finally won, this battle is here, the overall situation is set!

Immediately, the Sage Lord of the End of the World, the Sage Lord of Linglong, the Lord of Zhan'e Sword, and the Minister of Style suddenly held their fists to Ye Wuque!

This immediately made Ye Wuque pale in shock, and immediately stopped.

But the steadfast voice of the Holy Master Tianya sounded!

"Wonderful, thanks to you this time, you deserve it for our worship!"

Helplessly, Ye Wuque could only accept this prayer from the four.

"The next step is to clean up the battlefield..."

The dark long sword in the hands of the Zhan'er Sword master has returned to its sheath, and the temperament of the whole person has changed, losing all the sharpness, as if he had become an ordinary mortal.

"Yes...In this battle, although we have won, we have sacrificed too many disciples and elders, alas..."

Sacred Master Tianya sighed.

The graceful minister stood with a simple sword on his back.

Only Ye Wuque suddenly changed his expression, as if thinking of something, his eyes swept down, looking towards the earth!

He is the corpse that fell before looking for Jun Shanlie, and the light-hearted woman!

The origin of the light and spirited woman is extremely mysterious, and it is very likely that she is someone from outside the territory.

Although Jun Shanlie was killed before, it was too late to determine his body.

For this opponent, Ye Wuque must confirm his complete death!

With a thought in his heart, Ye Wuque suddenly turned into a stream of light, which fell from the sky, but he found Jun Shanlie's body after three or five breaths, but his eyes condensed immediately!

Because he suddenly saw a pair of eyes staring at him with endless resentment and killing intent, it was from the lighthearted woman!

At this moment, the light-spirited woman was sitting next to Jun Shanlie's corpse, and that attitude made Ye Wuque feel like she was here to wait for herself.

call out!

Ye Wuque's figure fell, falling ten feet away from Jun Shanlie's body, and also by the light spirit woman.

Ye Wuque appeared, but the light woman slowly lowered her head, stretched out her right palm and gently rubbed Jun Shanlie's gray face again, and then swiped her forcefully!

Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed!

Because he saw that Jun Shanlie's corpse turned into fly ash, disappearing with the wind!

After finishing all this, the Qing Ling woman slowly stood up, and her eyes looked at Ye Wuque again.

No longer resentment, no longer killing intent, but an indescribable coldness!

She looked at Ye Wuque carefully, as if she wanted to keep a clear record of the young man in front of her!

"Ye Wuque...You killed Lie and committed a heinous sin! Your future is doomed. I will cut off your head with my own hands to pay a memorial to Lie..."

The light-spirited woman spoke slowly, her tone equally harsh.

Her words suddenly made Ye Wuque's eyes cold.

"Cut off my head? Do you think you can escape today?"

Ye Wuque spoke in a cold voice, but then he saw a trace of disdain and mockery in the light of the light woman.

In the next instant, the figure of the light woman actually began to slowly fade and become transparent.

It turns out that this light-hearted woman has already left in a mysterious way. The figure left behind is actually just a shadow similar to an incarnation!

"How do people in the land of the ignorant barbarians know the vastness of the world? Northern Heaven? Huh, it's worth calling it a domain? But it's just a corner, a mud pit!"

There is an infinite contempt and contempt in the light woman's voice.

"Ye Wuque, I left this shadow avatar to let you remember my name, Holy Blood Empire... Yan Qingwu! Remember this name well, when you walk out of this mud pit and know the breadth of the world, You will live forever in infinite fear and despair! When you meet again, I want you... to survive and die!"

The extremely cold voice of her daughter resounded with infinite killing intent, and finally disappeared completely with the shadow clone left by Yan Qingwu.

"Holy Blood Empire..."

Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes lightly, and slowly said these four words.

Obviously, this "holy blood empire" is very interesting to him, because this must be outside the northern heaven.

As for the threat that Yan Qingwu was about to leave, Ye Wuque was not afraid at all. Search "Coolsmith.com" on WeChat, follow the name of the post-post work, and read the full text for free! The fastest update! say:

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