Chapter 571: Midnight Soul Mourns the Sky

Chapter 571: Midnight Grievances Mourn the Sky

"Brother Lishui, you can't kill Qin Lingxue," Xing Wanjie said eagerly.

In the face of Qin Lingxue's atrocities, Zhou Lishui had already hated it to the extreme, as a righteous man in the rivers and lakes, how could he watch the wicked kill innocents? Moreover, more than ten people had already died in front of his eyes? They were all honest and dutiful people?

Therefore, when Xing Wanjie stopped Zhou Lishui, Zhou Lishui showed extreme displeasure, how could she watch innocent people being killed for the sake of her own life?

Zhou Lishui glared at Xing Wanjie viciously, pushed Xing Wanjie aside, and said impatiently: "I'm not going to kill him, do you want him to go on wantonly?"

Xing Wanjie's everything was for Zhou Lishui, and hurriedly said, "You can't beat him, it's still ・・・・・・ or."

"Or what? Huh, you let me escape, right? Greedy for life and afraid of death," Zhou Lishui rushed forward after speaking.

Xing Wanjie saw that her beloved man died at the hands of Qin Lingxue, and rushed forward with Zhou Lishui without hesitation.

At the moment when Zhou Lishui made a move to fight Qin Lingxue, a silver needle in Xing Wanjie's hand also came out of his hand, stabbing straight at Qin Lingxue's vital point.

Zhou Lishui finally used up the last trace of soul burning true qi, but his only and last palm did not cause much damage to Qin Lingxue, then Qin Lingxue saw that Zhou Lishui had already attacked, and waved the unicorn satin at will, a Nine Heavens Xuanfeng waved its wings and pounced on Zhou Lishui, after defusing Zhou Lishui's attack, one wing hit Zhou Lishui three zhang away, and after a few rolls on the ground, Zhou Lishui fell to the ground.

Seeing that the silver needle she used earlier failed to hurt Qin Lingxue in the slightest, and her beloved man almost died, Xing Wanjie shouted again, "Qin Lingxue, cut off nine needles"

There was a hint of choking in her voice, and then, three silver needles flew out.

Zhou Yinlong also rushed forward.

"Golden chrysanthemum leaves promote poplars"

For a while, tens of thousands of blade-like petals appeared in Zhou Yinlong's palms, and with Zhou Yinlong's shout, tens of thousands of sharp blades flew out, approaching Qin Lingxue's cover door in an instant.

Zhou Yingying knew the power of that unicorn satin, even if her father and Xing Wanjie joined forces and used their mastery, it would be difficult to defeat Qin Lingxue, she saw that the time had come, followed her father, and waved her hands for a while, a dark, purple-black true qi appeared in her palms.

She made this trick exactly what Hei Wuxin taught her, the Xuan Gu Sect's peerless "Ice Silkworm Chiba Hand"

A pitch-black powder like smoke flew away with Zhou Yingying's true qi, and the speed of waving the gesture was comparable to meteor lightning, which was dizzying, and in an instant, it also attacked Qin Lingxue and left.

Seeing that the three of them had used their own mastery at the same time, and had almost used ten points of strength, Qin Lingxue's arrogant face became much more serious, and she moved behind her in a hurry, seeing that her life was not guaranteed, Qin Lingxue hurriedly dodged into the air.

At the same time, his Nine Heavens Qilin Satin exerted a huge power, and a Nine Heavens Wild Phoenix stretched out its fiery red wings, blocking Qin Lingxue's front with a raging flame, and at the same time, the Golden Jade Qilin shook its scale armor and opened its bloody mouth, devouring the three people who attacked into the sea of fire. 、

After a loud bang, the three weapons turned into ashes, and Qin Lingxue slowly fell from the air, looked at the person arrogantly and said, "Just a few of you also want to defeat my divine soldiers・・・・・・ haha"

Suddenly, Qin Lingxue's laughter stopped abruptly, only to see Zhou Yingying slowly walking forward, Zhou Yingying's gentle face, innocent eyes, and slowly raised jade hands that were about to approach the unicorn satin, actually shocked the crazy unicorn satin just now, no matter how angry Qin Lingxue was, the unicorn satin still moved with the wind, without the arrogance just now.

"You two brutes, killing innocents indiscriminately, didn't you see me coming?" Zhou Yingying gently reprimanded Qilin Satin.

Seeing this, Qin Lingxue hurriedly took back the unicorn satin, he understood that as long as Zhou Yingying was there, the unicorn satin would not be at his mercy, just as Zhou Yingying walked forward step by step, Qin Lingxue suddenly waved the unicorn satin behind him.

"Be careful・・・・・・" exclaimed with a cry from the tomb slave.

Zhou Yingying didn't realize what was happening, the unicorn satin had already risen from the ground, and at the moment it left the ground, the unicorn satin involved the people behind her, and after a loud bang, countless corpses appeared in front of Zhou Yingying's eyes.

Qin Lingxue disappeared into the night, leaving only those innocent villagers who died tragically.

"Woo woo・・・・・・"

The only survivor - the patriarch, the old tearful servant fell to the ground, he did not understand, the people of the entire Niujiazhuang, has always been in peace, living a life of sunrise and sunset, never quarreling with the outside world, but today because of the arrival of these people, the originally peaceful tribe has become a ghost town.

Looking at the familiar villagers who had lost their breath, the patriarch's spirit almost collapsed: "Woo woo・・・・・・ what is wrong with you? Do you mean to punish my Niujiazhuang? God? The sky has no eyes・・・・・・

After a muffled sound, the patriarch crashed into a boulder, and suddenly burst into the Yellow Spring with his people.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone didn't say a word for a long time.

In the center of the square, with the efforts of the tomb slave Zhou Yinlong and others, the corpses of more than 100 villagers were piled together, and with the voice of the tomb slave, "On the road・・・・・・ I hope you will vote for a good family in the next life・・・・・・

A raging fire ignited in the center, and a burst of scorching breath permeated the sky above Niujiazhuang, and a miserable wail was faintly heard in the night, the sound was sometimes far and near, sometimes big and sometimes small, just like more than a hundred lonely ghosts wandering at night, they cried and quarreled in the night, and refused to disperse until dawn.

The sky gradually brightened, and the people in the dim sky were breathless, and the pungent black and oppressive smoke clouds echoed in the sky above Niujiazhuang, like the souls of more than a hundred deceased, reluctant to leave.

In the dilapidated temple, Zhou Yinlong and Zhou Yingying waited aside, eagerly waiting for Zhou Lishui to wake up.

Under Xing Wanjie's careful care, Zhou Lishui woke up from his coma, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to pull out his sword and go to find Qin Lingxue to take revenge.

However, the moment Zhou Lishui got up from the bed and pulled out the sword, his sword fell out of his hand and fell to the ground, for a while, he felt a sense of prostration that he had never felt before, and he didn't understand why he couldn't even pick up a sword.