Chapter 159 Elimination

Style: Heros Author: MumuziWords: 2559Update Time: 24/02/20 14:47:20
After kissing for more than ten seconds, Qingyu slightly let go of his good disciple.

And it was at this time that Qingyu could clearly see that Su Liuli's eyes were glowing with a faint red light.

It looks coquettish and beautiful, but also extremely terrifying.

Coupled with her exaggerated smile, it can be said that if she were still wearing that red dress and appeared on the earth, she would definitely scare countless people to death on the spot.

In addition to this, Qingyu also clearly noticed that his good disciple was gradually exuding the aura of a demonic monk.

She became a true demonic monk, and her transformation was very fast, with no side effects at all.

Unlike Hua Ruowei, as soon as she practices the magic way, she directly changes from a royal sister to a little loli, and all her cultivation is dissipated.

On the contrary, Su Liuli's cultivation level improved.

Directly from the middle stage of Golden Elixir, it breaks through to the late stage of Golden Elixir in one fell swoop!

Seeing Su Liuli's beautiful appearance, Qingyu raised his gentle right hand and stroked her long red hair.

"Li'er, congratulations on the breakthrough."

Qingyu doesn't care what path his good disciple takes.

As long as it can be developed.

Whether it is the evil way or the righteous way, he can accept it.

After all, Qingyu himself was originally a demonic monk.

It's just that his strength is too strong, so he behaves almost like a righteous monk.

In fact, the ultimate pursuits of both good and evil paths are exactly the same, but the middle path is different.

This is why the more powerful demon cultivators look like righteous cultivators.

After all, where there is yin, there is yang, where there is light, there is darkness, and the relationship between the good and evil monks is not so life-and-death.

If you look at the Bagua array, you will understand that it is all about me in you and you in me.

As a time traveler, Qingyu can be said to know everything about these things.

"Hey hehe~ Master, Li'er is very powerful~"

Holding Qingyu in his arms, Su Liuli didn't expect that he could break through at this time.

She hasn't practiced well these past few days, so why was she able to break through?

Moreover, Su Liuli clearly felt that she had a higher understanding of the spells she mastered.

Comprehension, combat power, cultivation... Now she can be said to have greatly improved in all aspects.

This is not an improvement that can be obtained by breaking through a small realm.

But Su Liuli didn't know what was going on, so she simply didn't think about it.

As long as she can be with her master, she doesn't have to think about anything.

Touching Su Liuli's head, Qingyu nodded with a smile.

"Of course, Li'er is the most powerful."

After rubbing Su Liuli's head, Qingyu looked at the battlefield below.

Since he knew that Su Liuli wouldn't think anything of what was happening down there, Qingyu didn't need to protect his good disciple too much.

Even Qingyu himself didn't expect that Su Liuli, a good disciple, would exaggerate to such an extent.

The state of mind is simply too powerful.

But I suffered a lot before.

Thinking of this, Qingyu's right hand on her head began to rub harder.

He even rubbed Su Liuli's already messy long red hair to make it even messier.

Su Liuli showed an expression of enjoyment.

She discovered that she really liked having her head rubbed by her master.

It was as if she had become Master's puppy. This feeling was so comfortable.

After rubbing it for a while, Qingyu retracted his right hand with satisfaction, continued to hug his good disciple, and let her follow him to look at the battlefield below.

Fighting is still going on in the battlefield.

The blood was soaring to the sky, and the cries of killing were endless.

Cruel and exaggerated.

Many people in the army are low-level immortal cultivators, even mortals.

So the scene where they fight is very exaggerated.

Either hands or legs were severed, or even cut off at the waist, and the internal organs flew out, bleeding everywhere.

Although the fights between high-level monks were serious, they were not so exaggerated.

Just like the monks Qingyu killed before, they were all destroyed without even leaving their bodies.

Although this was many times more cruel than the battle between low-level monks, it was not so impactful when shown.

Below, Qingyu could clearly see An Ying, wearing dark red armor, sweeping across the military formation with a spear.

Those who were almost touched by her spear had their arms or legs broken, or even their bodies.

Blood flowed all over the ground, but An Ying remained unmoved.

Having fought countless battles, she would not be affected by these cruel scenes at all.

She is a great general who can truly fight and is supported by actual achievements and combat power.

After sweeping through thousands of troops, An Ying moved forward again, fiercely attacking the body cultivator in the middle stage of divine transformation.

As a result, the body cultivator had to retreat continuously, using others as a shield.

Because of that physical training, her physical strength has reached its limit at this time, but An Ying, who has the blood of ancient monsters flowing in her body, does not feel tired at all.

At this time, An Ying looked cruel and bloodthirsty, cold but heroic.

Qingyu couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.

I didn't expect that this woman who was usually shy in front of him, blushed at every turn, and her voice was deliberately soft when speaking, would actually have such a side.

The contrast is simply too exaggerated.

Just like her figure and personality, her figure has obvious muscle lines and is very well developed, but her personality is very soft.

Such a contrast is worthy of General An Ying.

Long Lin, who was higher up in the sky, took out the Yunyang Empire's Empress Sword and started fighting at close range with the monk who was in the late stages of becoming a god.

Unlike Long Lin, the god-transformation monk was powerful in long-range combat, but extremely weak in close combat.

If it weren't for the magic weapon that could protect his body, he would have been beheaded by Long Lin on the spot.

But now, the protective shield released by this magic weapon has begun to show cracks.

The sound of spiritual energy colliding echoed around.

Long Lin held the long sword in both hands, circulated the spiritual power in her body, imitated Qing Yu's movements, and threw the long sword into the air.

The next second, the long sword stabbed down from above toward the monk in the late stage of divine transformation.

boom! ! !

When the long sword hit the protective cover, the protective cover shattered instantly.

The monk in the late stage of divine transformation was split in half by the long sword released by Long Lin on the spot.

And there wasn't even a drop of blood on it.

Cila! ! !

The sound of bodies being separated echoed throughout the battlefield.

At this time, many people in the two armies fighting also raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

When they saw that their leader was killed by the other party, they instantly lost their will to fight.

Morale was reduced by more than half on the spot.

At this time, An Ying, who was holding a spear, slammed the hammers of the god-transformation monk hard.

boom! ! !

There was another loud noise, and the body cultivator in the middle stage of becoming a god dropped his weapon on the ground due to lack of physical strength.

The jaws of both hands also cracked directly.

The next second, An Ying seized the opportunity and jumped forward.

Cila! !

The monk in the middle stage of divine transformation was directly stabbed to death by An Ying. Then, An Ying threw the monk in the middle stage of divine transformation into the air, took a spear, and threw it hard at the corpse in the air.

The monk who was in the middle stage of becoming a god was found dead on the spot without a complete body.

Two extremely impactful things happened at the same time, causing the armies of the four major forces to instantly lose all morale, throw away their weapons, and begin to surrender.