The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Meeting Bai Qinghua's gaze, Mo Ba couldn't help but tremble, his body seemed to be immersed in ten thousand years of ice. At this moment, he no longer dared to despise the other party just because he was a child. He now only wanted to raise the banner of the God to save his life. Who would have thought that he, who just appeared in a high and mighty posture as a hunter, would become a prey in the blink of an eye. What a change in the world.

When Lin Pei'an saw Mo Basong like this, he felt happy, but at the same time, he felt a little ashamed. It was all his fault that he relied on the protection of his family and did not practice well. As a result, after his family suffered a disaster, he had to run away and became a stray dog. Not to mention revenge, he almost had no chance to breathe.

If Mo Ba could hear Lin Pei'an's inner voice at this moment, he would definitely sneer at him, but he could not protect himself at this moment. Under Bai Qinghua's cold eyes, he forced himself to maintain a bit of momentum and said:

"My God Clan now has two saints ruling together. Wang Fu Mo Feng is honored as the God Sovereign, and he and the God Emperor jointly rule the God Clan. If you dare to hurt me, no matter which clan you are from, the God Sovereign will make sure you die without a burial place."

Mo Ba's words were powerful and he felt more confident after he finished speaking. But at this moment, another scream was heard. Mo Ba turned his head stiffly and saw that his last protector, the man in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, was turned into charcoal under the violent thunder and lightning. A gust of wind blew and his body turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

Mo Ba swallowed hard, tears flowing uncontrollably. He was not sad about the death of the protector, but simply out of fear.

"You...you can't kill me. The elders of my tribe will be here soon. You can't kill me."

Mo Ba retreated while crying, and after taking a few steps back, he turned around and ran. A person with the cultivation level of the Spirit Refining Realm did not even have the thought of resisting at all. His spineless appearance was really despicable.

"Go."

Bai Qinghua was too lazy to do anything about this kind of person who was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, who only knew how to run away when encountering problems and had no backbone at all. He just waved his chubby little hands at Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei moved very quickly and with one leap he pinned the person who was running away at full speed under his claws. He didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all.

"Stop it, evil creature!"

But just when Xiao Hei was about to crush the man to death with one claw, an angry roar was heard from the void, and then a long sword condensed from flames came rapidly towards Xiao Hei with the power to destroy the world.

"Elder, save me! Elder, save me!"

Hearing the voice, Mo Ba's eyes lit up with joy, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, making Xiao Hei's head buzz. A cold light suddenly flashed in Xiao Hei's dark pupils, and he raised his claws and slapped Mo Ba on the head.

Mo Balian didn't even have time to utter a scream before his sea of ​​consciousness collapsed under this claw.

"Obstacle! How dare you!"

The Mahayana elder from the Mo family who rushed over at full speed was furious at the sight of this scene. The flaming sword suddenly grew three points larger. The scorching heat burned and distorted the space. The sword flipped and pointed directly at Xiao Hei's brow.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei's eyes finally sparked with some interest. He arched his body, ready to attack at any time, and roared towards the sky. Sand and rocks flew wherever the sound wave passed, and the ancient tree that required several people to hug was instantly turned into dust. The flaming sword could not move an inch in the roar. A small Nascent Soul had just poked its head out from Mo Ba's Dantian, and it turned into blood mist in the roar.

"Evil creature! You are looking for death!"

Another furious shout was heard, followed by a sky full of flames. The blue flames were like meteors, enveloping Bai Qinghua and his group. A fierce murderous intent burst out from the flames, as if it wanted to kill everyone present at once.

Bai Qinghua looked up at the blue flames all over the sky, with sarcasm flashing in her eyes. Could it be that the Mo family has been rampant in the divine realm for too long that their brains have gone bad and they really think of themselves as gods who can dominate the life and death of others?

Just as she raised one of her hands, someone was faster than her. Yu Wushuang flicked her slender fingers lightly, and a miniature flaming lotus was flicked out. The lotus quickly grew larger in the air, and finally turned into a huge flaming golden lotus. Blue fire rain fell on the golden lotus, like rivers flowing into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple, only making the veins of the flaming golden lotus clearer and clearer, until the last faint blue flame was absorbed. The flaming golden lotus was still unsatisfied, and spun twice in the air before shrinking reluctantly, and finally entering Yu Wushuang's body.

Yu Wushuang retracted the flaming golden lotus and when he lowered his head, he met a pair of eyes filled with resentment.

"Brother, you are snatching from me again."

Bai Qinghua pouted, her face full of unhappiness. She tried to take action twice but was stopped by Yu Wushuang. She couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"Little Jinlian was greedy this time. Next time I will not let her snatch it from you."

Yu Wushuang smiled dotingly and let Jinglian Shenyan take the blame without any burden. He would never admit that he was powerless too many times in the past. Now he just wanted to protect little Bai Qinghua well and burn all those who tried to hurt her into ashes.

"Then brother, you must remember what you just said."

It would be fine if it came to other people, but she wanted to beat up the people from the Mo family herself, especially Mo Feng.

Two saints are here, haha...

Calling himself a god, haha...

One day, she would smash his dog head with her own hands to avenge him for shattering her dantian.

Such a deep-minded bastard actually pretended to be deeply in love with her, which made her feel sick.

When thinking of Mo Feng, Bai Qinghua's mood became extremely bad, and he became gloomy.

At this moment, a warm hand fell on Bai Qinghua's head. Yu Wushuang gently smoothed Bai Qinghua's flyaway hair with extremely gentle movements. His eyes were as cold as ice when he looked at the elder of the Mo family who had already appeared in the air. Now that Mo Feng could not be found, these Mo family members in front of him could just die first.

"Qingqing is the most powerful. Shouldn't the most powerful people wait until the most critical moment to take action? How about letting us deal with these bastards in front of us?"

Yu Wushuang was still gently stroking the top of Bai Qinghua's head. The soft touch made him unable to let go. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, wishing that his sister would never grow up.

Bai Qinghua looked up at Yu Wushuang, feeling a little helpless. Her brother really treated her like a child and was coaxing her.

She was about to open her mouth to refute when she was interrupted.

"You guys are so bold that you even dare to kill the young master of my Mo family. Today I will tear you into pieces."

Familiar lines, familiar taste. Bai Qinghua looked coldly at the two Mahayana cultivators from the Mo family who had blocked their retreat routes one after the other. To be honest, they looked very unfamiliar, and were obviously cultivators who had been newly promoted or recruited by the Mo family in recent years.

Bai Qinghua couldn't help but laugh at the two people's arrogant looks, as if they had already won.