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Even if she has no sight, she can feel the movement around her with the Snow Spirit Bead and the Void Realm.

The corners of Qingge's mouth curled into a smile, she was waiting for the fourth attack of Eternal Nightlife.

She was on guard, tied her steps, and above her hands, there was a red light, and everyone saw that two blood demon flowers bloomed on the back of the light singer, and then, the blood demon flowers gradually twisted, stretched, and wrapped the light song's hands, becoming the gloves of the iron hand, red color, like the morning sun.

"What is this?" Ji Hua looked at Qingge's gloves and asked.

Jin Chanzi stroked his snow-white beard, smiled knowingly, and said: "No longer collapse in adversity, just grow up in adversity, Qingge is the latter, Blood Demon Flower is an attack attribute, the evil qi is very heavy, it is difficult to control it, let alone transform the evil energy of the Blood Demon Flower into a real thing, Qingge's pair of gloves, can be attacked and defended, you can use the evil energy to devour the opponent's aura when attacking, and if you defend, you can also become an indestructible shield, if you want to do this, it is very difficult, Qingge She did it. ”

Listening to Jin Chanzi's words, Ji Hua was shocked.

Eternal Night stands in mid-air, like a god who judges all beings.

He looked at Qingge, and an extreme light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Qingge, what a surprising person, has amazing talents in various fields, not only that, her slender body, as if able to burst out of infinite power, shocking everyone, her potential, once stimulated, absolutely steel and iron, irresistible.

Eternal Nightlife became more and more interested, and the heart that had been silent for many years rippled in circles.

Eternal Nightlife changed his pace, he stood still, the purple light and the hurricane carried him backwards, about twenty steps away from the light song, Eternal Nightlife was full of solemnity.

He started to get serious.

He wants to let the common people see the skills and strength of the city lord of Falling Flower City.

Just as Eternal Nightlife was about to launch a fourth attack, a cacophony of footsteps rang out.

Yongyesheng's brows furrowed almost invisibly, he sank his face, looked ahead, and saw the five thousand high-level demonic beasts, surrounding the light song group, they knelt down on one knee towards Yongyesheng, one by one, and shouted loudly: "City Lord, please stop, I will wait, I am willing to die." ”

Eternal Night's attack will become more and more fierce, and now Qingge has been covered in bruises, and they are willing to exchange their lives for her well-being, even if they and her only know each other today, but the friendship between Warcraft and Beast Tamer, no one will understand.

Qingge felt that five thousand high-level demonic beasts had come to her side, and listening to the words of begging for death, a warm current flowed through Qingge's heart.

She suddenly felt that it was worth it to endure these ten attacks.

"Don't make a fuss, as a beast trainer, at least you can protect the warcraft you tame."

Qingge's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and her eyes were shining.

She smiled like a flower, and walked forward.

With every step, those high-level demonic beasts were swept up by the hurricane, and then thrown aside by the spiritual power.

Until all the demonic beasts were emptied, Qingge stood in front of Yongyesheng, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "City Lord, there are still six times, please continue." ”

Eternal Nightsheng looked at Qingge, and then at the high-level demonic beasts with anxious faces.

Five thousand high-level demonic beasts still wanted to rush towards Qingge, but there was a hurricane blocking them, and all the spiritual power of Qingge poured out, turning into an invisible city wall to block them.

"General Night's daughter, sure enough, didn't disappoint me." Eternal Night.

Qingge can't be denied, she took five or six steps back, her hands were wearing blood-red gloves, she bowed her head slightly, her eyes were sharp, if you look carefully, you will find that in the middle of Qingge's eyes, there are two white dots, and inside the white dots are two whirlpools.

Her eyesight, at this moment, is amazing.

Yong Yesheng nodded, and after that, he formed a fist with both hands and struck them out together, the fist wind gusted, and two blood-colored thunder shadows burst out from Yong Yesheng's hands, and they approached Ye Qingge.

Qingge pursed her lips, clenched her hands into fists, she stepped into the ground with both feet, stepping out of two deep pits, when the two thunder shadows rushed to her face, Qingge first broke the wind with one of the heavenly arts, disintegrated the impact of the thunder shadow, and then used her spiritual power to dig out a rock directly and smash it on the thunder shadow.

The blood-colored thunder shadow quickly crushed the rocks into powder, and the goddess fell like scattered flowers, dancing in the wind.

Qingge exhaled, at this time, she directly collided with the thunder shadow, hitting the fist wind thunder shadow, Qingge shouted angrily, her body was a little unbearable, and she wanted to slide back, Qingge clenched her hands, blood flowed out from her ten fingers, her eyes were full of bloodshots, and in the end, she tried her best to use all the remaining spiritual energy in the Danhuo and the spiritual power in the thunder nest, and crushed the two thunder shadows.

Click-click-click-

Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly.

The mask on her face has been broken, and if the mask is completely broken, the secret of the Nether Flower will be known to the world.

After the fourth attack of Eternal Nightborn, Qingge's hands were completely paralyzed, and even his bones ached faintly.

Qingge's hands drooped, she couldn't lift it up at all, and her aura and spiritual power were also exhausted.

She is now at the end of the crossbow, and she is vulnerable.

When the world watched this scene, they all gasped a few breaths of cold air.

After today, if Ye Qingge is still alive, then she is bound to shock the people of the six major forces.

And she will also go to the top of the four-star continent.

"It's stupid." Fuki, who was standing on one side, said bitterly.

"What? Who is stupid? Asuka took Fuki's hand and asked suspiciously.

"Sister." Fuki's eyes were hollow.

"Light song?" Asuka was puzzled.

"Five thousand high-level demonic beasts are not a small number, my sister has been the target of public criticism for the past two years, standing on the cusp, this time, it will definitely attract the revenge of other forces, and she can withstand the ten attacks of Eternal Night, which has established her status in the four-star continent, unshakable, and other people can't hurt these five thousand high-level demonic beasts, Sister Xiang, do you understand?" Fuxi said lightly.

He is old-fashioned, if it weren't for his immature and delicate facial features, I'm afraid that Asuka would still think that the person in front of him would be an old man who has gone through vicissitudes.

Asuka suddenly realized.

Night Light Song has to persevere to the end, it turns out that there is such a reason.

She is not a reckless person, and thinks farther than anyone else.

Asuka looked at Ye Qingge in a complicated way, looking at her two hands hanging at her side, obviously such a fragile person, just the right years of youth, she should embroider flowers and play the piano and chant poems in the boudoir, but she wants to kill on the battlefield and stand up to the sky.

Fu Xi's voice was not loud, but more than five thousand high-level demonic beasts and Xu Yan and others heard it.

They woke up like a dream.

Those high-level demonic beasts were almost red-eyed, and secretly swore that in this life, follow her, swords, mountains and fires, and do not give up!

And this is the beginning of the Warcraft Empire, the heaviest stroke in history, no amount of rhetoric can describe today's grandeur and tragedy.