In the northern urban area of the ancient Dian Imperial City, a ruin with a radius of about three miles entered Qin Mingzheng's field of vision, and the floating dust filled the surroundings like mist, and the half-cut yin corpse could be seen everywhere.

"Jin Dan's complete self-explosion is different, with the strength of your demon body, it shouldn't be blown into powder. ”

Qin Mingzheng knows the basic situation of Qingya, although her physical body has not yet awakened, it is also terrifying, after all, she is a monster of the consummation of the Dan.

The black shadow wandered through the vast ruins, floating like a ghost, and the surrounding corpses were unaware of his presence.

It seemed that the black shadow not only isolated Qin Mingzheng's figure, but also his breath, otherwise, how could the yin corpse guided by his breath not find him.

The emperor lives up to his wishes.

After wandering around for about a quarter of an hour, Qin Mingzheng finally noticed the elegant aura, but it was under a collapsed building.

At this moment, a group of Yin Corpses were wandering around the collapsed building in search of the smell of blood in the air.

The walking dead have lost their ability to think, and they don't know how to dig at all, so they can only go back and forth on buildings.

Soon, a black shadow crashed into the buildings piled up overhead, soared into the sky, and rushed out of the ancient Dian King City in a flash, and everywhere it passed, all the Yin corpses were unaware.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand were still there, and under the high sand dunes, the black shadow dispersed, revealing Qin Mingzheng and the black lynx with only half of his body left.

The vitality of monsters is strong, especially the monsters with a high realm.

For example, Qingya.

Even if the lower half of her body was blown away from her body, she still had a breath left, and after being sent here by Qin Mingzheng, she opened her eyes weakly and looked at her.

"It's great that Linggong isn't dead!" Qin Mingzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was very happy that his heart was the same.

Qingya's cheeks twitched slightly, which was a response to him.

Qin Mingzheng didn't talk nonsense, under his instruction, a black shadow slowly rose under his feet, it was his Qin Mingzheng's little-known second summoned monster: the Shadow Demon.

"Linggong, Linggong, you're going to die anyway, so it's better to pass everything on to my summoned monster. ”

As he spoke, the shadow monster seemed to be devoured by a python, covering half of his elegant body little by little.

Indifferent to the black shadow Qingya spreading on her body, she looked at Qin Mingzheng, realized something, and said, "Understood, it turns out that you have been hitting my attention." ”

Qin Mingzheng shook his head: "Linggong, you can't blame me for this, you want to die yourself, and you don't want to think about it, if you die as the Eighteen Kingdoms and Six Great Perfection Realms, and no one in our Xuanyue Kingdom can have the same deterrent power as you, then what kind of bad situation will it be?"

Qingya sighed: "I have sheltered you for more than 3,000 years, what do you want me to do?"

"Linggong, I didn't stop you from dying, but for the continued prosperity of my Xuanyue Kingdom, your cultivation and the demon magic in your memory must be left behind. ”

Qingya's brows furrowed slightly, but she felt a huge pain coming from her body.

Seeing this, Qin Mingzheng smiled: "Linggong don't be surprised, my method of devouring and plundering is a little painful, hehe, speaking of which, you forced me to use this method, obviously I am the lord of Xuanyue Country, not to mention the top talent, but I am also one of the best in Xuanyue Country, why do you want to inherit everything from yourself The candidate is not me, but the white tiger of Ziyue." ”

Qingya looked at Qin Mingzheng and sighed: "Mingzheng, you are very smart, originally you were the best candidate for my inheritance, but it's a pity that you ...... I don't see in you the possibility of becoming a Ming monarch, but I think that if you continue to be the ruler of the dynasty, you will definitely become a tyrant who will affect the fortunes of the country. ”

"I, tyrant?" Qin Mingzheng raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Linggong, have you lived too long, and your old eyes are dizzy? I, Qin Mingzheng, have been in power for many years, how can I ever be violent to the people. ”

Qingya shook her head: "No need to argue, you have your thoughts, I have my judgment, it's just different, there is no right or wrong." ”

Qin Mingzheng nodded in agreement: "Well, what Linggong said makes sense, no matter what, I still got all your inheritance in the end, well, I forgot to say it, my method not only hurts, but also swallows your soul essence, and your soul is scattered." ”

"Now, then, do you regret not choosing me? After all, if you voluntarily pass everything on to me, it will be your own method, not my soul-devouring and flesh-eating behavior. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Qingya's mouth curled slightly, and she didn't say anything, letting the shadow monster devour her demon body little by little.

Qin Mingzheng keenly noticed the curvature at the corner of Qingya's mouth, which contained an inexplicable curvature that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Linggong, are you laughing?

Qingya was silent, looking at the thundercloud-covered sky, her eyes full of brilliance.

It was a strange picture, a dying man had a bright light in his eyes, as if death was not death for her, but some kind of new life.

The black shadow had already swallowed Qingya's neck, and it would not be long before it completely engulfed her.

"Linggong, I'm really curious, it's not easy for any living being to get to this point, and I know the preciousness of life, and why do you choose death?"

Qingya was silent for a moment before she spoke, "Why did you choose death...... Well, have you ever heard of Yue Lao?"

"Old Yue, what is it?" Qin Mingzheng said puzzled.

Qingya didn't explain anything too much, looked at the sky, and whispered: "Marriage is a thread, three lives are a good fate, but it is difficult to eliminate the intention on the bridge, Huangquan Ancient Road looks for his trace, the wind blows the south lane and returns to his hometown, and the front edge continues to comb the red outfit......"

Qin Mingzheng listened very carefully, and the words were clear, but he just couldn't understand the meaning of these words.

"That's it, you can take the secret of your death and scatter your soul. ”

Qing Ya's eyes were misty, and before the shadow monster engulfed her head, she showed a joyful smile to Qin Mingzheng.

"Ming Zheng, I'm in a good mood, give you a word of advice, don't provoke Qin Ziyue, she ......"

She ...... What's she?"

And then? Why didn't you say it earlier?

An evil fire rose in Qin Mingzheng's heart, looking at the shadow monster that devoured Qingya, he had the urge to step on it to death.

Can't you fucking stop for a moment and let Linggong finish talking?

He took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in his heart.

When the shadow monster retracted into Qin Mingzheng's shadow and whispered in his ear, Qin Mingzheng's expression gradually became gloomy.

Soon, the oppressive volcano erupted!

"The soul spirit cannot be devoured, and it has disappeared between heaven and earth?!"

"What the hell is going on!"

"No wonder you were able to smile and take it with composure when you heard me say that my soul was gone, I had long expected that I would not be able to pose a threat to your soul spirit!"

"But why the hell is that!"

"The plan that has been planned for a long time has died in this way!"

Even if Qin Mingzheng wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of anything that kept Qingya's soul spirit from being trapped by it was just the extremely ordinary-looking red rope on her wrist......