Chapter 112: The Last Glory

"Captain, are you alright?"

Stunned Qing looked at Zhou Ling, who had a bad face, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and although the smiling tiger was also worried, he was silent for a while, and said solemnly:

"Captain, you are too impulsive, now I am afraid that the entire southern capital will be our enemy."

Zhou Ling waved his hand and said:

"I was impulsive, but if I didn't, those people would still think we were bullies, and violence wasn't necessarily bad when necessary."

"That's right, I think that those few people will be killed, this Nandu, hard fists are king."

The old ghost in a tyrant's golden robe shook his head and walked over, looked at the smashed ground and said bitterly:

"It's a pity for my spar road, I said, if you kill someone, you will kill it, and you have to give me the money to build the road."

When the old ghost was settling accounts for Zhou Ling and a few others, Ye Tian ran over in a panic and said to Zhou Ling: "What you killed just now, is there any mercy, and there is another one named Sun Ting'er." ”

Zhou Ling was a little puzzled, but he still nodded, but he didn't expect Ye Tian to see Zhou Ling admit it, and his face suddenly became stiff:

"I really don't know what to say about you, the Fei family doesn't want to see Fei Pipity, and they won't just let her die in the hands of outsiders like this, and that Sun Ting'er, her eldest brother is an eighth-level peak thunder ability, Zhou Ling, you are in a big trouble now."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ling was only slightly surprised, Sun Ting'er's eldest brother was the peak of the eighth level of the thunder system, thinking of the group of extremely vicious hooligans in his previous life, Zhou Ling was silent for a moment, but there was a solemnity in his eyes:

"Thank you for coming to tell me, but I'm not afraid of these consequences, you don't have to worry that I will affect the Mu family, and I will leave when I finish what I have done here."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Ling's face suddenly turned pale, she covered her heart, where there was a severe pain, and an extremely strong fear made her breathless in an instant,

"Zhou Ling, what's wrong with you."

"Captain."

Zhou Ling couldn't hear the call of the people around her, and the feeling between her and the demon was slowly disappearing.

"Where is he? Where did he go. ”

Zhou Ling looked around, but found that there was no trace of the demon at all, and at this time, a terrifying aura of destruction suddenly exploded in the distance, and the black clouds had already covered the sky of the entire southern capital, Zhou Ling's pupils shrank, and he didn't care about anything else, and the whole person rushed to the place where the clouds condensed at the fastest speed,

At this time, in a ruin, the demon's white clothes had been dyed red with blood, but he was still standing there firmly, with the blood moon scimitar condensed in his hand, staring coldly at the person in front of him, and that person was Jia Qing, Jia Qing's face was already covered with a terrible blood line, the blood line was winding, very much like a huge centipede,

"I didn't expect you to take refuge in them, aren't you afraid that Ling will know?"

The demon lowered his eyes and said lightly,

"Hmph, kill you, Zhou Ling she will never know, and what I hate the most is that you are like this, don't you think that you are really that powerful, now you are still beaten half to death by me, haha, today is your death."

The demon said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for stopping those people, you would think you could easily hurt me." ”

"Stop talking nonsense, go die."

Jia Qing's face was hideous, and he once again condensed a black ability to attack the demon, and the black ability was pregnant with a terrifying aura, as if it could tear everything apart.

And the demon looked at the black ability that was already close to him, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, his body was as fast as lightning, and after dodging the black ability, he directly threw the blood moon scimitar into the sky, and the scimitar suddenly turned into a red aurora, mixed with endless violent energy and slashed down fiercely in the direction of Jia Qing, Jia Qing didn't expect that the seriously injured demon could burst out with such a powerful force, and he couldn't dodge it all of a sudden, and was hit by this blood-colored aurora, only to hear his miserable scream, The body was quickly engulfed by the aurora, but the demon did not relax at all, because two black and white figures appeared in the sky, looking at the two people, the demon looked a trace of surprise, and then said sharply:

"It's you, you've become his puppet."

Qianye stared at the demon quietly and said softly:

"See you again, my esteemed Blood Emperor."

This time she didn't use Nan'er's appearance, but her true appearance, she just wanted to see the surprise of that person when he saw her.

Qianmei giggled on the side:

"Lord Thousand Nights, he's just a distracted soul."

"Even if it's a split soul, it's a part of that person."

When Qianye said this, there was a hint of sigh in her tone, but soon, her expression had become extremely cold,

"The Blood Corpse King's order is not to kill you for the time being, but I really want to kill you with my own hands, and then, that woman named Zhou Ling, I will not let go."

After Qianye finished speaking, she directly summoned her skeletal long sword, and for a while, the cloudy sky was even more churning with a roaring sea of clouds,

"If you dare to hurt her, I won't let you succeed even if my soul is gone."

The demon once again condensed the Blood Moon Scimitar in his hand, his beautiful face and the ink hair fluttering in the wind were dyed with a moon-like halo, as cold as the blood moon in the polar night, and then, the radius was shrouded in the violent aura of the sky, and those dark red murderous aura roared as if they were the evil ghosts of hell, the demon held the Blood Moon Scimitar tightly, and he condensed his last strength and rushed towards the thousand nights in mid-air, with determination, and, the last trace of life brilliance.