Chapter 471: The Three Saints of the Demon Race Have All Fallen, and the Matter of Nuwa Is Not Gone Yet? [1st Update]

Boom.

Lin Heng was directly blasted into the ground.

The witch Zixuan couldn't vent her anger, and plunged her palms into the earth, and the entire earth exploded under the terrifying quasi-saint power.

Countless huge rocks were thrown into the sky.

Rolling dust and dust, surging like a tornado.

The Eight Desolations are all trembling!

The quasi-saint was furious.

The extreme anger made the witch Zixuan almost crazy.

Half of Lin Heng's body was torn apart.

He tried to resist, but the previous battle had consumed too much of his immortal power.

Xu Changqing's sword almost made him lose his combat effectiveness.

At this moment, facing the angry witch Zixuan.

Lin Heng didn't have any power to fight back at all.

"Could it be that today is really, ...... death"

Blood rained.

Lin Heng is like a broken paper kite.

He had a complicated mind, he didn't expect that after the Flood Desolation Heavenly Tribulation killed the Demon Respect Building, he still couldn't break through......

"What does it take to be promoted to a quasi-saint?"

Lin Heng was confused, his face full of bitterness.

The witch Zixuan held the Heavenly Sword in her hand and wanted to give him the final blow.

The quasi-saints in the audience were ignoring it.

Even the Iron Fan Princess, who had cooperated with the assault on the altar before, did not stop it.

Seeing the heavenly sword falling.

Lin Heng had no choice.

However, at this moment, two familiar figures hurriedly descended from the sky.

It's Green Snake and Bai Suzhen.

The moment the witch Zixuan shattered her aperture, the four girls of the altar all woke up.

"If you want to kill him, kill us first!"

Bai Suzhen and the green snake both stopped in front of Lin Heng, their beautiful eyes were red, and their eyes were angry with determination.

That day, the knife hung and came to a halt above the two of them.

"Get out!"

The witch Zixuan raised her hand, lifted Bai Suzhen and the green snake away, and continued to kill Lin Heng.

Unexpectedly, another figure appeared.

It turned out to be Xu Changqing!

"Zixuan, it's time to stop......"

At this time, Xu Changqing's demon heart has been removed, and he has returned to the posture of Tianzun, but his body is already crumbling.

He relied on the devil's heart to continue his life.

At this moment, he has come to the end of his life.

He appeared in front of Lin Heng, facing the fall of the Heavenly Sword, Xu Changqing's eyes were complicated, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

Poof!

Half of Xu Changqing's body turned into nothingness under the heavenly sword.

This sudden change.

made the audience stunned.

Lin Heng was also sluggish for a while.

The witch Zixuan looked at her killer in disbelief, and after a short trance, her crazy eyes gradually returned to clarity.

The rain of light that fell on Zixuan before.

At this moment, a brilliant brilliance bloomed, and the demon heart in Zixuan's body seemed to have been washed, and in the vibration, it overflowed with billowing demonic energy.

"Long ...... Changqing? ”

Looking at the familiar man in front of him who had half of his body cut off, Zixuanyu's hand trembled, and the heavenly knife slipped down.

"Why is this happening...... Why is this happening......"

At this moment, her steps trembled, and she slowly walked towards Xu Changqing.

As he reached out and touched the man's face, tears slid down like a spring.

"I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it......"

The previous madness disappeared, and Zixuan at this time, like a child who had made a big mistake, was full of tears of self-blame and remorse.

And at this very moment.

She touched the hand on Xu Changqing's face, and suddenly felt empty.

She looked at the man in front of her in a daze.

I saw the man's broken body, turning into ashes little by little.

"Nope! No!! ”

The power of the quasi-saint exploded, and she tried to forcibly stabilize Xu Changqing's body.

But he has no strength to recover.

Xu Changqing's body completely dissipated in the wind.

In the same place, there was only an illusory figure that would disappear at any time.

The figure was dressed in a Taoist robe, majestic and handsome, although the eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, but the eyes were as warm and pure as spring water.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Zixuan, who knew that everything was irretrievable, fell to the sky and cried bitterly.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

The illusory Xu Changqing stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Zixuan's face, but when he got closer, he silently took it back.

He sighed heavily: "Actually, we should have passed away a long time ago. ”

When Zixuan heard this, her beautiful eyes smiled and said, "Yes." ”

The voice fell.

The demon heart in her body slowly rose out, and then exploded in the void, dissipating and disappearing.

Xu Changqing's eyes were full of distress.

Zixuan's face was full of willingness, her body turned into light and rain inch by inch, and in the end, there was only an illusory figure left, standing in front of Xu Changqing.

She is wearing a purple gauze skirt, with beautiful ornaments hanging from her smooth forehead, red lips and bright teeth, charming and moving.

Xu Changqing's expression was complicated, all kinds of thoughts brushed through his mind, and finally said shyly:

"Miss Zixuan."

Zixuan responded with a smile: "Changqing Dao Chief." ”

The two are the same as when they first met, the former is shy, the latter is playful.

But unlike the previous retreat, this time Xu Changqing mustered up his courage, stretched out his hand with a red face and said:

"Shall we go together?"

Zi Xuan bit her lip and glanced at the Tongtian Demon Palace, probably thinking of the Demon Venerable Building, she suddenly felt sorry, bowed down there, and didn't know whether it was the deceased Demon Venerable or the departing herself, and said:

"If you fall short in this life, if you have the next life, you can only pay it with your life."

She was no longer entangled, and reached out to hold Xu Changqing.

A strong wind is blowing.

Although the two of them shook like candles in the wind, they did not panic at all.

Disappearing.

Xu Changqing suddenly remembered something, and pointed at Lin Heng.

Lin Heng was stunned, and after feeling it carefully, he couldn't help but have complicated eyes.

Xu Changqing smiled slightly: "Taoism, please." ”

Lin Heng stood up with his weak body and gave Xu Changqing a salute with difficulty.

Then, I saw Xu Changqing and Zixuan holding hands and leaving.

One step out, and the smoke disappears.

Lin Heng had mixed feelings in his heart, and muttered: "Congratulations to the head of Shushan, Changqing is a real person!" ”

……

"The witch is dead?"

"The Demon Dao is also dead?!"

At this time, the demon army was completely chaotic.

This accident caused them to suffer a thunderbolt from the blue.

No one thought of it.

The day of the Great Festival.

It turned out to be the day of the fall of the Demon Venerable, the Witch and the Demon Dao, the three giants!

It's not just that they didn't expect it.

The rest of the demon forces were also sluggish.

"How did you get it like this......

Princess Iron Fan's face was cold, and her gaze swept to the four girls of the altar.

The girl Ling'er is still at a loss on the top of the mountain.

Bai Suzhen and the green snake have rushed to Lin Heng's side.

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons even hugged the dying gibbon monkey and fled into the distance, trying to leave.

"In this way, won't Nuwa be able to return?"

"But why haven't those merits dissipated?"

Princess Iron Fan's face was full of confusion.

The witch Zixuan is dead.

The five daughters could not return to their positions.

Those things that Nuwa left to herself should be dissipated and left for the next return means to reappear.

And yet they still fill the sky and are ready to go.

As if this matter is not over yet?

"Is it possible, is there any other alternative candidate?" Princess Iron Fan's eyes were slightly condensed, thoughtful.

And at this moment, from another battlefield, the wail of the golden cicada came.

(End of chapter)