? "Qing'er's incarnation is also Qing'er, their souls have the mark of concentric locks, and their souls exude the breath of Qing'er, so they are naturally my Qing'er!"

"If I fly to the immortal realm and find Qing'er's deity, their fate is to merge with Qing'er's deity, but Qingjin, Qi Ruo and Ning Xiaoxiao already have their own consciousness, will they be willing to merge with Qing'er and lose their consciousness!"

Chen Yuxiang stroked Qingjin's soft hair, thinking of this, he was also a little dazed for a while.

"Brother, what's wrong with you today. Qing Jin felt Chen Yuxiang's strange appearance, and gently left his embrace, staring at him with a pair of sheared eyes, "Is there something wrong!"

"No, hehe, no. Chen Yuxiang cleaned up his mood and said with a haha, "Qing'er, haven't you noticed any changes in the battle situation!"

"It seems that the Huaxia people who violated my Rakshasa have stopped, maybe they have received some orders. Qing Jin nodded and said, "At this moment, the Chinese people have given birth to a lot!"

Chen Yuxiang looked at Qing Jin and smiled: "That's natural, the senior mage of the Mage Tower has been wiped out in the territory of Great Xia, the national war is over, Qing'er, you should also take a rest!"

"Is the war over? Qing Jin's delicate body was shocked, and a decisive 'color' appeared on her pretty face, looking at Chen Yuxiang and said seriously, "No, it's not over yet, this is my hometown, I'd rather die than let the Huaxia people set foot here, brother, I don't need you to help me, but I won't leave with you!"

Chen Yuxiang shook his head slightly, looked at Qing Jin and said: "The national war is over, but the Rakshasa will not perish, I have already talked to Xia Ziyan, she agreed to keep this part of the Northern Wilderness Province for the Rakshasa clan, all the remnants of the Rakshasa people can move here, in fact, in other provinces, there are not many Rakshasa people, this Northern Wilderness Province, in the future, will be the area of the Rakshasa country, and you will govern it in the future!"

"Xia Ziyan can listen to you. Qing Jin's eyes widened, looked at Chen Yuxiang and said, "It seems that Irina is right, brother, you are really the robber, no wonder Irina worked so hard to win you over!"

"Huh. Chen Yuxiang smiled slightly, "How about it, I'm amazing, Qing'er, now you can take me to see Ah Yu, I'll go by myself, I'm afraid of scaring the child!"

Qing Jin shook his head vigorously: "No, it's not right now, I have to arrange the affairs of our Rakshasa clan first, so that I can accompany you to see Ah Yu and move all the Rakshasa people to the Northern Wilderness Province, but it's an extremely troublesome thing!"

"Oh well. Chen Yuxiang nodded and said, "I'll accompany you!"

"Hmm. Qing Jin smiled gently and said obediently.

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The province of the Holy Light, the City of the Holy Light.

The city of holy light is not occupied by the Chinese, within two thousand miles outside the city, it is still the territory of the Rakshasa people, relying on the large array of the mage tower, the remaining Rakshasa magicians completely control this area, and all the Huaxia people who enter this area are directly burned into nothingness by the holy light at the top of the holy tower.

The holy light of the mage tower has shown its god-like power in this war, and a large number of Chinese monks have died in this holy light, and the city of holy light has become a forbidden area for the Chinese people within a radius of two thousand miles, and there are still hundreds of millions of Rakshasa people living in this area.

The white 'colored' pillar of light at the top of the holy tower was still soaring into the sky at this time, and thousands of Rakshasas in the City of Holy Light looked up at the sky as if looking at the gods.

They don't look at the light, they see a 'woman'.

In the vast night, a beautiful Chinese woman stood in the void, and in front of her was the white pillar of light that reached into the sky, and the white pillar of light emanated from the statue of the Prophet at the top of the tower, and extended upward, I don't know how high it would eventually extend.

Xia Ziyan stood in the void with one person and one sword, looking at the holy light in front of him, a sneering smile appeared on his face.

"Irina thinks that she can compete with me with this big array, how does she know that I can easily break through this big array a thousand years ago!"

"Today is the day when the war ends, and this holy light should be extinguished!"

At the headquarters of the Mage Tower, several high-level magicians who stayed behind were sweaty, and they desperately urged the magic circle, wanting to use the holy light to bombard the mysterious 'female' person, but the usual big array like an arm and finger could not be launched at all, and the holy light still went straight into the sky, but they didn't attack the mysterious 'female' person at all.

Xia Ziyan's figure moved, slowly walked to the pillar of holy light, and then stepped in.

Seeing this scene, several old magicians were full of joy on their faces, even if they were level 11 magicians, they didn't dare to set foot in it, this 'female' person was really looking for death.

However, the next moment, their faces were extremely horrified.

The holy light that had not been extinguished since the Rakshasa Kingdom had disappeared.

The next moment, as they watched, the huge magic array in front of them trembled violently, the ancient runes shattered one after another, and the old magicians who were connected to the magic array were like being hit hard, their bodies flew out upside down, and the blood arrows in their mouths were soaring.

In the City of Light, tens of thousands of Orthodox Christians were stunned when they saw the Light extinguished.

It took a while for people to react, and there was an uproar in the city.

"Oh my God, what's going on, what did I see!"

"Almighty Lord, have you forsaken your faithful servant?"

"That 'female' devil, is it a demon from the abyss, why can you let the holy light go out!"

"Terrible, it's terrible, isn't the Lord Almighty no longer sheltering the Rakshasas, but going to shelter the damned unbelievers and heretics!"

“！！！！，！"

Xia Ziyan looked at the crowd of people below, a smile appeared on Lingxiu's face, and the 'jade' foot was gently raised, and then put down.

Rumble!!!!.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have existed in the headquarters of the Mage Tower, and the holy land in the hearts of all the Rakshasas people, was slammed into the depths of the ground by this kick and disappeared.

With the holy tower as the center, the earth and rocks rolled in an instant, the mud waves surged, the calm earth was like a tsunami, setting off a mud wave as high as a hundred feet, the earth trembled violently, the mud waves instantly wiped out the entire city of holy light, and then swept away in all directions, the earth and rocks were madly raging with terrifying energy, and no one could escape wherever they passed, and all the Rakshasa people died in the mud waves, and no one was spared.

The terrifying mud 'waves' swept across the Sicilian Plain, and stretched to a place two thousand miles outside the Holy Light City, only to stop abruptly, two thousand miles away, was the area that the Huaxia people had already controlled, like the mud 'waves' of the mountains, which frightened the Huaxia army on the periphery, but just outside the barracks, it dissipated silently.

Xia Ziyan looked at this scene calmly, and smiled indifferently: "After all, I am a Chinese, I can't watch my Chinese continue to consume with the Rakshasas, hundreds of millions of Rakshasa people are crazy, I don't know how many sons of Daxia can drag me to death, so this wicked person, let me do it!"

"It's added so much, this blood of the common people should be enough!"

Looking at the ruins stretching for thousands of miles under his feet, Xia Ziyan smiled slightly and disappeared.

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At the moment when the Holy Tower collapsed, from the Northern Wilderness Province in the north, to the Grassland Province in the south, to the imperial capital Petersburg in the east, and to the Wanli Mountains in the west, the remaining hundreds of millions of Rakshasas were all 'confused', and the fanatical 'color' in their eyes faded, and some were just at a loss.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with me!"

Everyone felt as if they were missing something, but they couldn't find what it was.

Rakshasa Country, a small town called Night 'Color' Town.

After a moment of confusion, suddenly, a 'woman' screamed sharply: "Oh my God, what did I do, I actually gave my 'daughter' to that traveling magician, she is only six years old, damn Piravin White, the scoundrel of the White family, oh my God, he really deserves to die!"

"Iniesta, that damn third-level magician, actually claimed to have the right to the first night for all the 'female' children in this diocese, and my first night was given to this disgusting fellow, God, I must have been dizzy. A girl screamed, her little face flushed.

"Kill him, kill that villain, kill that damn magician. A young man roared with red eyes, "My Anne was also taken away from the first night by him, and I was proud of it, damn it, I'm going to kill Iniesta, kill that filthy fellow!"

"Damn the power of the first night, damn the magician, damn the lord, kill them, kill them. "The people of the town instantly became extremely 'excited', and rushed towards the lord's mansion and the mage tower with various 'colored' weapons.

Iniesta, the only magician in the town, was himself in a daze, he didn't know what was going on, and before he could react, he was chopped into 'meat' sauce by the angry crowd, the body of the Rakshasa magician was not ordinarily weak, and the sword of a mortal was enough to kill them.

The lord of the town, Sir Harvey, suffered even worse, as the local lord, he shared the right to the first night with Iniesta, but his rights were only valid within his manor, and the angry mob rushed into the manor, not only tearing Sir Harvey to pieces, but also several of his wives and a dozen 'daughters' were ravaged to death by the crazy mob, while the other dozen sons were directly killed.

The order of the night 'color' town was lost in an instant.

The maintenance of order in the Rakshasa country depends on the soul imprint left by the baptism ceremony on the people, and now the holy tower was destroyed by Xia Ziyan, and the shackles that bound the hearts of the Rakshasa people were broken in an instant, and the Rakshasa people were no longer uniform on the outside, but instantly broke out inside. Chaos', the poor and the slaves found the target of hatred in an instant, the lords and magicians had the right of the first night, naturally the first of them, then the wealthy merchants and the propertied people, and in the end, the mob had no specific goal, but desperately vented their anger.

Something like Night 'Color' Town happens in every corner of the Rakshasa country, and the Rakshasa people who have lost their faith are driven by anger and confusion, wantonly venting their anger.

The Chinese army and monks who entered the Rakshasa had been ordered not to attack the Rakshasas anymore and stood by in place, and with the overthrow of the Holy Tower, the Rakshasas themselves were instantly plunged into internal 'chaos', and the entire kingdom was once again filled with the breath of blood and fire.

This country, which has a history of more than 100,000 years, has finally completely collapsed under the situation of internal and external 'communication', and even if it moves to the Northern Wilderness Province, it has no centripetal force to be proud of, and it is no longer possible to confront the Chinese.

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Chen Yuxiang took Qingjin and flew over the Rakshasa land under the night, looking at the Rakshasa land that was blazing everywhere, Qingjin's face also became pale.

She doesn't have a complete soul, so naturally she won't be affected by the baptism ceremony, so she doesn't trust the ethereal lord, nor does she trust the mage tower and Irina, so in order to avoid being 'forced' to leave the inheritance, Qing Jin chose to 'lure' and 'confuse' Chen Yuxiang in the fantasy realm of the island in the middle of the lake in the land of sacred trials, so as to borrow seeds to protect herself.

So she's not a Rakshasa in the traditional sense.

However, after all, she was born in this land, and she has always considered herself a Rakshasa people, and she is willing to give her life and everything to protect the Rakshasa people, because this land lives her people.

In this national war, she was desperate for the result, and Qing Jin was also very fortunate to be able to save a corner of the Northern Wilderness Province for the Rakshasa clan, and in her heart, there was naturally a trace of the Rakshasa clan's desire to make a comeback, but seeing everything that was happening below, Qing Jin knew that it was completely impossible for the Rakshasa people to make a comeback.

At this time, the Rakshasa clan is already a plate of scattered sand, even if it moves to the Northern Wilderness Province, I am afraid that there will be more than infighting, and now the population difference between Great Xia and Rakshasa has reached a hundred times, and it is not easy to rise again.

Looking blankly at the vast land where the fire was everywhere, a tear quietly slipped from the corner of Qingjin's eyes and fell into the vast night......

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