Chapter 356

Hua Qingqing looked at Heifengdiao, those evil eyes had a terrifying bloodthirsty light, and a faint terrifying evil thought rushed directly into her mind.

The evil airflow surrounds the body of Hei Feng Sculpture, it seems to be transforming, and on it, there is a phantom of a magic bird.

The sound of the song is lingering, guarding its own will, the Huaqing green shirt flutters, and it is holy as a fairy. There is a fairy-like phantom around it, uttering holy sounds, and the halo covers the body of the black wind sculpture, as if to purify its evil.

"Om." The black wind eagle, which was faintly transformed into a magic bird, flapped its wings, spread out its wings to cover the sky and covered the sun, lingering evil spirits, its wings with a dark streamer shone through the void, and slaughtered towards Hua Qingqing's body.

Its sharp claws grabbed towards Hua Qingqing and shredded everything.

Hua Qingqing's fingers quickly plucked the strings, and the fairy-like phantom blasted out the palm print, like the seal of a saint, suppressing the demon.

The holy seal collided with the evil claws, and was actually pierced by the darkness. The claws continued to tear away towards Hua Qingqing's body. Under the coercion of the phantom of the demon bird, Hua Qingqing's figure was extraordinarily small. Fragile, like a weak woman, she is about to be smashed by the demon bird.

However, Hua Qingqing's expression did not change at all, her fair and beautiful ten fingers still plucked the strings, her body seemed to be enveloped by holy light, and it continued to spread. Go, shroud the phantom of the huge magic bird. At this moment, the black wind sculpture seemed to emit a long cry, and it was bound by the holy light, and the evil energy was to be purified and wiped away.

Hua Qingqing bowed her head, her slender ten fingers beating on the strings of the violin, and she was immersed in the music without any distractions.

The brilliance of the magic bird is sometimes dim, sometimes bright, and the black wind sculpture is rampaging in the holy light. In front of Hua Qingqing, however, the sharp claws that can shred everything seem to be unable to shred the sacred radiance around Hua Qingqing's body.

With a long whistle, the black wind eagle spread its wings and soared in the sky, and then swooped down, covering the sky and blocking the sun, and continued to attack, but still failed to penetrate Hua Qingqing's defense.

Afterwards, countless afterimages appeared in this piece of heaven and earth, and the black wind eagle attacked wildly, completely running away.

The holy sound is lingering and the brilliance is bright. Hua Qingqing seems to be shrouded in fairy light, which is inviolable.

At this time, she was pure and flawless, holy as a fairy.

The black wind eagle flies into the air again, with a long cry, swallowing the evil energy of the Tianshan Mountains, its eyes become more and more strange, surrounded by endless spiritual energy, the phantom of the magic bird continues to expand. The last trace of reason in his mind is about to be annihilated, and the will of the magic bird seems to completely occupy the dominance of its body.

Hei Fengdiao turned his head, and his monstrous eyes glanced at Ye Futian, like the last stare. Then, its evil eyes were burning, sweeping towards Hua Qingqing, the incomparably huge body, swooping down again, incarnation The real magic bird, the king of darkness in the sky.

It was like a bolt of dark lightning that could cut through everything.

Hua Qingqing raised her head and glanced at the void. In front of her, the endless holy light condensed together and turned into a sacred sword, the holy sword that slashed the evil in the world, and stabbed towards the dark lightning that came.

At this moment, darkness and light collided, and the sound of popping came out. The sacred sword seemed to penetrate the dark body, causing the dark power to be dispelled continuously, but the pair of evil eyes were still unruly, invincible, revealing With an extremely strong determination, the sharp claws tore down and slammed into Hua Qingqing's body. The sound of popping came out, the dust-free clothes were torn apart, blood seeped out, and Hua Qingqing's body was blasted out, ruthlessly. He slammed into a boulder, his face pale.

The figure of the magic bird transformed by the black wind eagle turned back in an instant, moved diagonally upwards, and rushed towards the Buddha who was fighting Yu Sheng.

The rest of my life has long been exhausted, supported by my will, and madly burning my own potential. Now that I meet the Buddha, I have been suppressed by death, and I have been hit by the Buddha's light, and I still persist.

Just when the Buddha wanted to solve the battle, he saw the king of the dark sky coming, the Buddha's expression changed slightly, the Buddha's light was blazing, and the thousand-hand Buddha's seal appeared, covering the sky and the sun, suppressing the demons.

The sound of rumbling continued, the magic bird shredded all the palm prints, and let it slam on the body, standing still, the body that swooped down directly to the Buddha, the sharp claws tore down, and the Buddha uttered Sanskrit, The Buddha's light shone brightly, covering the body, the sharp claws smashed down, penetrated the Buddha's light, and hit his body. In an instant, the Buddha's body was shot and flew out, rolled down the slope, vomited blood, and was seriously injured.

Heifengdiao was stained with blood, it screamed, the darkness enveloped the body, it must be completely evil, the reason gradually disappeared, the eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, it screamed, the body swayed up, and went to the nine heavens, straight It rushed to the top of the Tianshan Mountains, and if it continued to stay, it would kill everything, including Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

"Small eagle."

Ye Futian looked up at the figure leaving in the void. He felt that the spiritual imprint he planted in Heifengdiao's mind had been buried. Now he can only sense its existence, but he can no longer control it. .

He naturally knew that the black wind carved the magic bird to fight for him.

"Boom."

At this moment, Yu Sheng's body also fell down, finally reaching the limit, unable to support it, the magic around him gradually dissipated, and he returned to his previous appearance, lying quietly in the snow and ice.

Ye Futian raised his footsteps, walked to Yu Sheng's side, then helped him up and carried him on his back.

Turning back, Ye Futian glanced at Ye Wuchen, and saw Ye Wuchen smiling at him: "Take the rest of your life up the mountain, I can't go up."

"Be careful." Ye Futian nodded to Ye Wuchen, then raised his footsteps and continued to walk towards the mountain road.

"You guy, it's too heavy." Ye Futian muttered gloomily, the backs of the two were somewhat tragic.

Ye Wuchen watched the two go up the mountain, then he turned around and walked down the mountain. He couldn't hold it any longer. Even if the injury recovered, he would still be unable to set foot on the Tianshan Mountain. Ye Futian had to take care of the rest of his life, so he had to give up.

Not far from Hua Qingqing's side, I saw Hua Qingqing stand up, and the two looked at each other, Ye Wuchen said, "Qin Li, and people from the Qin Dynasty, shouldn't they die?"

With that said, he continued down the mountain.

Hua Qingqing stared at his figure with beautiful eyes, she naturally understood Ye Wuchen's hatred of the Qin Dynasty.

In the case of Liu Guo, she could actually guess that the Qin Dynasty was planning to destroy Liu Guo, stun Donghuang, and destroy the Liu family. Li and Qin Dynasty people, damn it?

Her heart was slightly turbulent, but she was a member of the Donghua Sect and the daughter of the sect master. Yu Sheng killed Qin Mengruo, the wife of senior brother Qian Shanmu, in front of her.

She and her senior brother Qian Shanmu are both well versed in the art of rhythm. When they were young, they often learned the art of rhythm with their mother together.

Thinking of this, she restrained the waves in her heart, raised her steps, and continued to walk up. At this moment, her clothes were messy and stained with blood, but her eyes were still clear.

The Buddha's body walked back with difficulty, and then sat cross-legged, the Buddha's light was bright, and he closed his eyes and resumed practice.

Hua Qingqing glanced at him, then looked at Ye Futian again, a wisp of doubt arose in his heart, what is right and what is evil?

The Buddha wanted to stop Ye Futian from going and kill the demon.

However, the demon in his eyes, Yu Sheng Hua Mo kills, but he does everything he can to protect Ye Futian, burning his own life at all costs.

Even if it is a monster, even if it is completely degraded and controlled by the demon, it must protect its master with all its might to prevent Ye Futian from being injured.

Righteousness and evil in the world, how to stop?

Why is the handsome figure carrying the rest of his life so attractive? He can spare no effort to kill Qin Li for his friend Ye Wuchen and for Liu Chenyu, standing in the position of Ye Wuchen and Liu Chenyu, which is naturally worthwhile. Friends who give their lives, so they can live and die together.

Hua Qingqing has been fond of rhythm and pure mind since she was a child.

Maybe this is what my mother said, living in the world of practice, it is too difficult to keep a pure heart forever.

Because of her noble status and the protection of her parents, she can always guard that purity.

On the mountain road, one after the other, three figures seemed to never tire. They were obviously very tired, but they had to move on.

The wind and snow are still there, the sky is frosty, and white snow is constantly falling on his body. Ye Futian will use the flame aura for the rest of his life to expel the cold and melt the ice and snow.

Hua Qingqing was always not far behind him. The two climbed higher and higher. I don't know how long they walked. Ye Futian turned his head and looked at Hua Qingqing. The wind and snow hit his face, although his eyes were tired. Thought, but the smile still gives the feeling of sunshine.

"I have a girlfriend, it's useless for you to keep chasing." Ye Futian said, Hua Qingqing's beautiful eyes froze for a moment, then blinked, and then continued to lift her footsteps up.

"Hey, it's troublesome to look good." Ye Futian was depressed and continued to walk up, really tired.

Time passed, and on the snowy mountain road, the figures one after the other looked extremely small, revealing the meaning of loneliness.

They went higher and higher, and gradually, when they raised their heads, they seemed to be able to see the sky.

The top of the Tianshan Mountains is almost here.

Here, the evil thoughts are extremely terrifying, and an invisible force is oppressing the body, as if carrying the entire Tianshan Mountains.

Ye Futian paused in his footsteps, and then continued to walk up. Every step he took would leave a footprint in the white snow on the ground, and every step was extremely heavy.

But he continued to walk without stopping.

Behind him, Hua Qingqing also took one step at a time, very slowly, very slowly.

She heard that people with pure minds can have the opportunity to walk up the Tianshan Mountains.

So, what about Ye Futian?

He raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him, the figure who carried Yu Sheng on his back in the flying snow, what kind of person was he!

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