Chapter 457: Lan Ling

Dressed in a long dress, Mo Jing looked up at the world, her expression crossed the faces of Ling Xiao and Jing'er, without the slightest ripple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This world feels familiar to her, but also strange to her.

"Mo Jing! How are you! How are you again! ā€

Recognizing the woman standing on the body of the Soul Devouring Knife, the Great Heavenly Evil King suddenly rolled his huge body, and the incomparable power bombarded the seven ink-colored beams, but this time, it did not bring the slightest spark.

The seven beams of light were like an indestructible cage that trapped him to death.

"You're not dead! You're not dead! ā€

A hoarse voice was ripped out of the Great Heavenly Evil King's throat with an extremely frightened voice.

In the face of his anger, Mo Jing didn't say the slightest word, he just looked into the distance, and his right hand gently grasped the hilt of the Soul Eater Knife.

The blade made a brisk hum, as if meeting an old friend who had not seen him for a long time, and the inky air flow was flying around, driving the wind and making a thin thud.

"This is not where you should be, so disappear."

Mo Jing finally spoke, she seemed to be facing the Great Heavenly Evil King, and she seemed to be facing the void air, and her cold and beautiful voice was like water droplets falling on a jade plate.

With the light dance of the blade, the pillars of light released by the seven elders suddenly flew out of their hands, and the seven pillars of light were arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, corresponding to the seven magic crystals on the Dark Soul Devouring Knife.

The black light was great, and even the gray turbidity that had been enveloping the entire dark realm was dispersed by these seven beams of light, and the night stars, the Big Dipper suddenly shone brightly, echoing with the seven beams on the ground, as well as Mo Jing's Dark Soul Devouring Knife.

This scene, no matter from which direction of the dark realm, can be clearly seen, some old residents saw the seven stars of the Big Dipper twinkling in the sky and knelt on the ground excitedly, and kept kowtowing to the direction of the Big Dipper, tears in their eyes.

Legend has it that the Big Dipper is the guiding star, and whenever the Big Dipper shines brightly, it signifies the arrival of hope and a sign that the Dark Realm will prosper from now on.

The stars resonated, Mo Jing didn't have any complicated movements, her hands were up, the knife fell, and she was as sharp as if she was cutting a radish.

The inky blade flashed in the night, not even startling the butterflies that had stopped on the side.

The Great Heavenly Evil King became furious violently, and one gray air stream after another condensed into a shield at the fastest speed, and when the shield was formed, his body was even weak to the size of a normal person, and his expression was frightened and sluggish, obviously having exhausted all his strength.

However, can the all-out Great Heavenly Evil King really be able to block Mo Jing's full force?

The answer, of course, is no.

When Mo Jing's sword collided with the shield of the Great Heavenly Evil King, a muffled snort came from the throat of the Great Heavenly Evil King, and at that moment, everyone's hearts suddenly stopped, as if they had been scratched fiercely.

"Broken!"

Mo Jing muttered in a low voice, and a faint starlight suddenly fell on the Big Dipper. Sou! The momentum was like a bamboo, and the sword flashed from the shield, and finally came out from the back of the Great Heavenly Evil King, and disappeared into the sky.

With his eyes wide in disbelief, the Great Heavenly Evil King looked at his body with difficulty, and a long thin line of ink suddenly appeared on his originally intact body, extending from the center of his eyebrows to his ankles.

He wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth were suddenly misplaced, and all the vitality in his body was cut off under that knife, even his immortal body could no longer heal together in the end.

The Great Heavenly Evil King was still glad, because this was just one of his clones. He used his last strength to raise a touch of ridicule, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself, or mocking Mo Jing, or perhaps, laughing at everyone in the world.

His body began to shatter, and a gust of wind blew, turning into powder, and scattering with the wind.

After the death of the Great Heavenly Evil King, the three supreme-level evil creatures around him also exploded with a bang, and with it, there was also Quitch.

The smoke vanished, and no one expected that the biggest rebellion in the history of the Dark Realm would end like this, and there was a sense of unreality in everyone's eyes.

As the moon rose, a faint glow of stars shone from the sky, and the Dark Realm returned to its former peaceful and tranquil state.

I don't know when, Mo Jing's figure also disappeared from heaven and earth, as if she had never been here. The Dark Soul Eater flickered and flew back into Jing'er's body.

Under the leadership of the Great Elder, the remaining puppet hall and the magicians of the Judgment Hall have chosen to surrender, for these people, several elders killed a few people who took the lead in rebellion, let them make a dark oath, never betray the dark kingdom and then left them, they are all the elites of the puppet hall and the soul devouring hall, although Quitch and Bone You are dead, but the puppet hall and the soul devouring hall can not break the inheritance, after discussion, temporarily by the four and five elders temporarily replace the hall masters of the two halls, until the next hall master is cultivated.

With a faint sigh, the four elders also came out of the disappointment and pain of Quitch's betrayal, and he made up his mind that when he accepted apprentices in the future, he must test the hearts of new apprentices.

Gradually, the six magicians who had originally gathered around the holy mountain were sent back to their respective territories, and the holy mountain suddenly became quiet. Xuan Yu, Xuan Xuan, Hua Oiran, and Nie You glanced at each other, and retreated clearly, leaving all the space to Ling Xiao and Jing'er, as well as the seven elders.

"Three hall masters, this rebellion in the dark kingdom can be quelled, you have contributed a lot, and tomorrow you will invite you to the council hall, and I and the seven elders will have to discuss matters."

The few people who were retreating were suddenly shocked, then nodded with a wry smile and dissipated into the night.

Night, cool as water.

A breath of tranquility and tranquility wafted through every corner of the sacred mountain, and the moonlight fell, casting long shadows in the room.

Because there were still some trivial things to deal with, Jing'er first arranged Ling Xiao in the holy mountain, which is where Jing'er lives and handles official business on weekdays, and the room is very simple to decorate, only a large bed, a table, and a simple bookshelf.

"Who!"

was enjoying the moonlight outside the window on the windowsill, and the sound of rustling suddenly sounded from outside the room, although the person who came was already very cautious, but how could he hide Ling Xiao's perception.

Bang Dang!

The sound of a clay basin shattering sounded, followed by the sound of rapid and panicked breathing, however, within a few seconds, the girl's cry of pain followed, mixed with low sobs, and she couldn't help herself from crying.

When I opened the door, I saw a young girl kneeling on the ground in front of the door, dressed in linen clothes, and her hair was casually tied around her waist.

In front of the girl was a broken porcelain basin, the clear water splashed on the ground, she held one of her fingers hard, blood dripped down, and flowers bloomed in the clear water.

Ling Xiao was dumbfounded, I was afraid that his sudden voice startled the little girl, and when he hurriedly picked up the broken porcelain, he cut his hand.

Moved by compassion, he pulled the girl into the room.

The girl obviously didn't expect Ling Xiao to take her into the room, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move for a while.

"Light, you are the most merciful energy of time, heal the pain in front of you."

Now that he is a magus of light, the powerful power of light illuminates the entire room, and under the light of light, the wound on the girl's hand heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappears.

The girl has lived in a dark country for many years, and it is impossible to see the magic of light at all, and she was suddenly surprised to close her mouth, she has never seen such a warm power, shining warmly on her body, giving people hope and happiness.

Unconsciously, the girl's vigilance against Ling Xiao completely disappeared.

"What's your name?"

After curing the girl, she was bored, so Ling Xiao chatted with the girl, who was not very old, with a ruddy face and a pair of bright eyes.

She was a little restrained and uneasy, but she still spoke, her voice crisp.

"I, my name is Deaney. Lan Ling, yes, is the servant here. ā€

Lan Ling's eyes darkened, she was just a subordinate after all, and it was only because of her delicate appearance that she was sent by the elders to serve the man in front of her.

Before leaving, the elder also deliberately hinted to her that no matter what the man in front of her asked, she would unconditionally comply, even if it was such a request.

That's why when she first saw Ling Xiao, she was so scared that she accidentally broke the porcelain basin and hurt her fingers.

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