Chapter 744: Ye Qingtian's Wedding Post?

Poof...

The guns rose, the cold light swept away, and the blood splashed the sky.

In the next moment, when Ye Hong's dagger had just stabbed Ye Liang, the cold Ming Cang spear that exuded a fierce aura was wrapped in a cold light, and the direct shot swept through his body without the slightest delay.

The cold tip of the spear penetrated the body, the rags, and the dripping blood, revealing behind Ye Hong's back.

Smack...

Under the sun, the tip of the fierce Mingcang spear, glowing with a little cold light, with that trickle of blood, dripping down and dripping to the ground.

Sputter the blood flower of the starting point of the demon.

"How... How is that possible!?"

Ye Hong looked down at the Ming Cang spear that passed through his body, and then looked up at the dagger that was only an inch away from Ye Liang's heart, vomiting blood in his mouth, unwilling to spit out: "How can you react so quickly, you are obvious..."

"Obviously poisoned, huh?"

After that, Ye Liang let the blood on the body of the Ming Cang spear flow back on his palm, and looked at Ye Hong with a rather sympathetic look: "Ye Hong, you poisoned my father in the first place. ”

"Later, you also poisoned me to harm, and to this day, you still continue to poison me so much, so..."

His tone was full of contempt: "It's only three things, do you think your trick will still be useful?"

What's more, the second poisoning was even more resolved by him, and Ye Hong came to poison again, should he call him stupid or stupid?

"But you touched the scroll. Ye Liang said unwillingly.

In his opinion, this was carefully selected by him after countless days and nights, and even the eighth-grade elixir master was difficult to understand, and it was impossible to deal with Ye Liang's poison without touching it at all.

"Oh, old eyes are dizzy. ”

With a sneer, Ye Liang raised the hand holding the scroll and said, "You can see clearly, whether I touched it or not." ”

Hearing this, Ye Hong took the opportunity to look at Ye Liang's raised hand, and this look also made his face change.

I saw that in Ye Liang's hand holding the scroll, there was an extremely transparent layer of purple gold Xuanhuo, like a void water wave, shrouded in Ye Liang's Xuan's hand.

It was shielded from the poison of the scroll.

"You..."

Ye Hong looked at the wonderful Xuanhuo that was not contaminated with evil poison and did not burn the scroll, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "You can actually control this medicinal fire to such a point?

"Actually, even if I manipulate it at will, refining the mysteries of the Heavenly Fire with the Nine Profound Realms, it will still be the same as if it were in my heart, and it will not burn this scroll at all. Ye Liang looked at the medicine fire on the Xuan's hand and said casually.

After all, the Nine Xuan Refining Heavenly Fire was indeed an extremely mysterious medicinal fire, and it was difficult to compare with the side fire.

"How can this be..."Ye Hong vomited blood in his mouth, and the dagger in his hand seemed to be extremely unwilling to continue to stab hard, wanting to stab Ye Liang's heart and go with him: "I'm unwilling... Not reconciled!!"

He looked at the dagger that was almost stabbed, and used the last strength of his body: "It's just a little, it's almost a little!!"

In the face of Ye Hong's efforts, the golden trick in Ye Liang's body was running, and a Xuanxuan Dragon swept out, directly shaking Ye Hong's dagger and flying away.

Then, he looked at Ye Hong, whose face instantly showed despair, and sneered: "Ye Hong, you can't even beat me, and you still want to surpass my father?"

"Ye Liang, you... Poof..."

As if he didn't expect that when he was dying, Ye Liang also mentioned the thorn in his heart that he couldn't shake in his life, Ye Hong was depressed in his chest, and a mouthful of blood directly came from his internal organs, surging up and spitting out.

Ye Liang's face was not sad or happy, and he had no sympathy: "By the way, I am a holy medicine master, so your poison is useless to me at all." ”

"The reason why I don't detoxify and expose it is just to let you understand that no matter how hard you struggle, you still can't escape the fate of falling to me. ”

At this point, he ignored Ye Hong's desperate and unwilling angry appearance, and said word by word: "In your life, you are destined to be pressed under my feet by my father and son!"

When the words fell, he finally didn't hesitate anymore, and the Mingcang spear in his hand shook suddenly, and a mysterious force instantly poured out of the Mingcang spear and was involved in Ye Hong's body.

The vitality of Ye Hong was gone.

Call...

The north wind rises, human lives fall, and the great revenge will finally be avenged.

Ye Liang glanced at Ye Hong, who was wide-eyed, and there was still a look of unwillingness and resentment on his cheeks, but his pupils were already dilated, and his body was getting cold, and finally raised his head slowly like a big stone in his heart.

Closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Father, Liang'er, I finally avenged you!"

It can be said that this time, Ye Liang is the one who treats Ye Hong and the others completely with the way of others and the way of treating their bodies.

Xiao Meng is to divide the body of the person to death, then he will kill Xiao Meng by dividing the body, Wang Yanhan wants to press Shen Wenjun into the water and drown, then he will fulfill Wang Yanhan, throw him in the water, refine the heavenly fire with nine Xuan, and kill him.

As for Ye Hong, he murdered Ye Cangxuan and died, so today, he will punish him with the Mingcang spear that can represent Ye Cangxuan, and it can be regarded as returning to Ye Hong's body.

Therefore, it is all in one word: karma is tried and tested.

And with the successive deaths of Xiao Meng and Ye Hong, the war here is almost completely over, and none of the remaining sins, descending and killing, have been spared.

A catastrophe in Su Mansion was also dissipated because of this.

...

At the same moment, thousands of miles away, in the Qinghuang Palace, there was a courtyard.

At this moment, in the center of the courtyard of the Nanuo Courtyard, Ye Qingtian, who was wearing a purple dragon robe, exuded the supreme imperial majesty on his body, his jade-like cheeks, his dark golden eyes were deep, and his momentum was mysterious and proud, which made people subconsciously admire.

He was sitting upright in front of a white jade table, writing something with a pen.

On the cheeks, which have always been calm and elegant, there are a few wisps of joy that cannot be concealed.

"Tsk, Ye Qingtian, it seems that you are about to do a good thing. ”

A sudden chuckle sounded, and the black vulture with a thin mask on his face seemed to enter the courtyard leisurely, walked in front of Ye Qingtian, and sat down in a dignified manner.

And picked up a piece of Ye Qingtian just finished writing and put it on a pile of paper cards, on which the pen and ink have not yet dried, with dragon and phoenix embellishments, gold wire trimmed red festive paper cards, pretending to appreciate: "I have written invitations." ”

Indeed, what Ye Qingtian was writing was invitations, and on the jade table, the stacks were also invitations.

In the face of the eagle's question, Ye Qingtian's rare cheeks did not show a cold color, and he lowered his head to write with a pen, and said in a rather calm tone: "In the future, when you move around, try to restrain the evil aura on your body for me." ”

"Otherwise, if Yan Che sees the clues, you and I will not benefit. ”

"Tsk, this is really a happy event and everything is beautiful, even your temper has become so good. ”

After the black eagle's playful laughter, he obediently put the yin and evil aura that unconsciously overflowed, which seemed to be somewhat incompatible with the Nine Realms of the Divine Mansion, and restrained himself.

Then, he played with the invitation card in his hand and spread it out and looked at it.

At this glance, he also saw that his face changed, and he looked at Ye Qingtian with an unbelievable look, and said, "Bai Luoshui, I promised you!?"

(End of chapter)