Zheng Shengmo looked at the petite and thin woman in front of him with a look of surprise and narrowed his eyes:
"Master Nephew, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
With a move of Ruomei Su's hand, Lin Qingxiang's body floated up, flew over the spring, and landed next to her. Then a piece of clothing fell down and covered Lin Qingxiang's body.
Lin Qingsi was still in collapse, her body was shaking and she was mumbling randomly.
Ruomei looked at Zheng Shengmo coldly: "Elder Zheng, you just used force on the younger disciples. I saw it with my own eyes. Do you still want to deny it?"
Zheng Shengmo was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Master Nephew, there should be some misunderstanding between us. Please come here and I will explain it to you slowly."
"Zheng Shengmo, do you think I came to you because of those Zhenyang Sect disciples?"
Ruomei's eyes were filled with sarcasm, and she said calmly:
"The life and death of these people has nothing to do with me. I am here to kill you just because I want to kill all three major sects, and you happen to be the weakest one."
"You want to kill the three major sects?" Zheng Shengmo stared at Ruomei: "Who are you?"
Ruomei didn't answer, but raised her hand to draw an isolation circle to isolate the mountain forest from the outside world.
Zheng Shengmo sneered: "Even if all your tricks are used and my cultivation level plummets, I'm still Nascent Soul, so you can kill me?"
Sure enough, Ruomei's spiritual energy surged all the way up to the seventh level of the Golden Core, and could no longer be improved.
Zheng Shengmo burst out laughing: "You want to kill me at the seventh level of the Golden Core? If you are a nephew, are you crazy?"
Suddenly, the surrounding air became half hot and half cold.
Zheng Shengmo’s expression changed!
This breath was so familiar to him that it often woke him up in nightmares. Suddenly, Zheng Shengmo's voice began to tremble:
"You, are you..."
Under his horrified gaze, Ruomei's petite body gradually grew taller, her figure became taller and slender, and her jet-black hair also turned half fiery red and half snow white.
The thin oval face turned into a beautiful oval face. This perfect face should have been dignified and elegant, but at this moment it was evil.
The murderous intent in those cold and beautiful eyes was like an iceberg that lasted thousands of years, and it was also like the wrathful flames of the sky.
This appearance, this body shape, this cold and hot technique are exactly the same as those in Zheng Shengmo's nightmare. He took two steps back, his face full of horror and disbelief:
"Xia Qinglian?! How is that possible? Aren't you dead?!"
Xia Qinglian moved her lotus steps lightly and stepped forward. Her feet stepped on the spring water. The gurgling water stopped abruptly, and half of it turned into frost and half turned into water vapor. This scene was extremely strange, but it was extremely familiar to Zheng Shengmo.
During the battle at Tianlu Mountain, he had been hiding behind him and only fought one move against Xia Qinglian, but it almost became his inner demon.
If there were no other people involved with Xia Qinglian, he would have been easily killed by this terrifying witch.
At that time, he watched Xia Qinglian explode and die, so he did not plant inner demons.
Even so, when I dreamed about it at midnight, I often thought of the situation when I was against her.
The powerless feeling of having life and death in someone's hands is really terrifying!
The world regarded Xia Qinglian, Ye Xiyue, and Su Hongling as the three great fairies at that time, but Zheng Shengmo knew that Xia Qinglian's cultivation had already far surpassed that of Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling.
If she is not killed in time, there will be endless troubles.
However, this person who was supposed to be dead actually appeared in front of him at this moment!
As Xia Qinglian approached him step by step, Zheng Shengmo was heartbroken and backed away continuously.
The other party clearly only has the cultivation level of the seventh level of Jindan, but Zheng Shengmo has a strong feeling that if he fights with her.
He will die soon!
Experienced monks know that cultivation and combat power cannot be confused.
As for Xia Qinglian, her cultivation talent was the best in five hundred years, and her murdering skills were second to none in thousands of years.
Even if she only has one level of golden elixir, Zheng Shengmo would not dare to fight her.
"Don't come over here!"
Zheng Shengmo shouted, and dozens of magical artifacts flew out of the storage bag towards Xia Qinglian. For a moment, the light was bright and fireworks were in full bloom.
Zheng Shengmo took the opportunity to duck to the opposite side of the spring, lifted up the Lin Qing silk on the ground, and blocked it in front of him.
At this time, the dozens of magical artifacts had been burned to ashes by the flames. Xia Qinglian turned to look at him. Zheng Shengmo hid behind Lin Qingsi and said loudly:
"Xia Qinglian, don't come here, or I will kill her!"
Xia Qinglian's long hair was fluttering, surrounded by red flames and frost. With every step she took, the surrounding air began to twist and collapse under the extreme pull of ice and fire.
It's as if it's crushing the space, which makes people shudder.
Her red lips were slightly parted, but there was no trace of human emotion:
"You threaten me with a Zhenyang Sect disciple?"
Zheng Shengmo suddenly felt that half of his body was freezing, and the other half seemed to be burning.
He shouted in fear: "No, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"
The spiritual energy of Zheng Shengmo's Nascent Soul realm exploded. For a moment, the mountains and forests were shaking, as if the heaven and earth were shaken.
However, the space around him still collapsed and twisted under the pull of ice and fire, and his body was still half frozen and burning at the same time.
"No! Xia Qinglian, it was not me who killed your master, but the leader, Wei Shouyuan, Shi Shuhong, Leng Jing, and Tantai Mingyue! I can help you kill them, please spare my life!"
Zheng Shengmo screamed miserably, holding two gleaming fairy swords in his hands, slashing wildly, emitting powerful sword energy one after another!
The surrounding woods were all cut down, the mountain walls collapsed, and the entire hill was leveled in a matter of seconds.
However, the strange red flames and ice were still wrapped around his body like maggots on his tarsus, and he could not get rid of them no matter what method he tried.
Slowly from burning and freezing the body surface, to flames and frost invading the body, burning the meridians and freezing the spiritual field.
The twisted and collapsed space around him gradually surrounded Zheng Shengmo.
At this time, half of Zheng Shengmo's body was burned to ashes, and half was frozen into ice.
Half black and gray, half white.
Weird, terrifying, and inescapable.
This is the real Lihuo Xuanbing.
This is the Demon Sect Saint, Xia Qinglian.
"Witch, witch."
At the last moment, with only half of Zheng Shengmo's head left, his eyes turned with difficulty and looked at the woman not far away.
She is cold and dignified, extremely beautiful, but expressionless, and controls life and death.
Sure enough, she is the most terrifying person in the world.
I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone to Tianlu Mountain in the first place, I shouldn't have messed with this woman!
I should hide in Wangyou Peak and never go with them.
No, Zhenyang Sect should not mess with the Qinglian Sect!
You, you will all be killed by her!
Ahhhh! I don't want to die! Don't want to die, don't want to
Click.
Half of the body, which had been frozen into ice, shattered and turned into tiny bits of ice crystals, drifting away in the wind.
Xia Qinglian stretched out her hand, and a few ice crystals fell on her white jade palm. She said calmly with no expression on her face:
"First."
Xia Qinglian walked up to Lin Qingci. Lin Qingci was in a daze. She hugged her body, her eyes were distracted, and she murmured to herself:
"I'm not clean anymore. Senior Brother Chun won't want me anymore. He won't want me anymore."
Xia Qinglian squatted down and stretched out her fingers to slowly lift her chin:
"Do you know why you are like this?"
Lin Qingsi shook her head dreamily, with a confused look on her face, while Xia Qinglian chuckled;
"Because you are too weak. If you become stronger and become an elder, you will naturally get what you want."
"Become stronger? Become an elder?"
Lin Qingsi's distracted eyes gradually condensed and she looked at Xia Qinglian:
"what should I do?"
Xia Qinglian stood up and looked down at her coldly: "As long as you listen to me, I can help you."
Lin Qingsi looked up at her blankly. For a long time, she knelt on her knees and spoke with a trembling and decisive voice:
"The saint is above me. I will obey the saint's instructions and I will not give up even if I die!"
(End of chapter)
