It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

The battle between gods must be controlled within a certain range.

Wang Long raised his hand, and the Kongtong Seal in his hand immediately rose into the air. In the blink of an eye, it became as big as a mountain, emitting bursts of buzzing sounds.

As the buzzing sound rang out, Ji Wushang and Lan Qingya felt their souls tremble and they felt dizzy.

Lan Qingya even noticed that the cracked Nascent Soul was gradually splitting apart.

At the same time, Lord Wanglong also looked pale, as driving the divine weapon had taken a great toll on him.

Neither side can wait any longer.

Wanglong mobilized all his divine power to activate the Kongtong Seal. For a moment, the magical weapon shone brightly and fell towards Lan Qingya and Ji Wushang.

Ji Wushang's face showed a ferocious look, and the light around him suddenly became dazzling.

He raised his arms in a lifting gesture, and his divine power gushed out, confronting the Kongtong Seal in mid-air.

Ji Wushang was obviously seriously injured, his eyeballs bulged, veins popped out on his forehead, and a low yet high-pitched roar came out of his mouth, and then he spit out blood.

Immediately afterwards, a divine aura different from that of anyone present surged out from his body, actually blocking the descending trend of the Kongtong Seal that seemed to be able to crush everything.

That divine power is extremely special and carries supreme majesty.

Lan Qingya felt that it was not Ji Wushang's power.

While Ji Wushang was holding onto the Kongtong Seal, Lan Qingya sacrificed something.

The thing was the size of a palm, and it carried a restrained and solid golden light, and flew silently towards Wanglong.

Qing Zhi immediately formed a spiritual shield to block it, but the thing passed through the shield easily in front of her astonished gaze and went straight towards Wang Long's dantian.

The moment it entered his dantian, blue and white electricity rushed out of Wanglong's body. His facial features suddenly widened, and his body slowly fell to the ground under Qingzhi's gaze, twitching constantly.

The thing that entered his body quickly penetrated his body, made a turn and rushed towards Qingzhi again.

Without the support of divine power, the Kongtong Seal's divine light dimmed and its size shrank rapidly.

Ji Wushang's pressure suddenly eased, and he could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground.

Qing Zhi was horrified when she saw the little thing flying towards her.

It looked ordinary, but one blow made Wanglong lose his ability to move.

She hurriedly dodged and moved towards the direction of Kongtong Seal.

Ji Wushang saw her intention and wanted to fly up and snatch the artifact, but the serious injuries on his body did not allow him to move any further.

Lan Qingya also disappeared from the spot. Before Qingzhi got the Kongtong Seal, she stretched out her hand and summoned the artifact into her hand.

Qing Zhi's expression suddenly changed: "Give it back to me!"

Lan Qingya sneered: "What are you talking about in your sleep? Here is the evidence."

Qing Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Who is the Nine Heavens Pure Original True Thunder Puhua Tianzun to you?"

Lan Qingya raised an eyebrow: "Such a long name? I don't know it."

Qing Zhi: "Impossible, then how do you have his Infinite Sky Thunder Nail?"

Lan Qingya suddenly realized that Tang Jiao was the offspring of Chunyuan Zhenlei Puhua Tianzun.

Chunyuan Zhenlei Puhua Tianzun is the ancestor of divine thunder and is in charge of all the gods in the world who control thunder and lightning.

She didn't answer, but said coldly: "You can't even protect yourself, how can you still care about others?"

As Lan Qingya spoke, her mind turned slightly, and the silent yet chilling Wuji Tianlei Nail rushed towards Qingzhi again.

Qingzhi gritted her teeth. She couldn't die here with Wanglong. She had to go back and report the news.

If they don't leave now, I'm afraid neither of them will be able to leave.

They are all gods under the Emperor's throne, and this woman may not dare to kill Wanglong.

When she thought of this, she no longer hesitated and her body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Lan Qingya was surprised.

My teammates were decisive in selling out and ran away as soon as they said they would.

His eyes fell on Lord Wanglong not far away.

Ji Wushang was stabbing the sword into his dantian with a fierce look in his eyes.

Just now, the Wuji Tianlei Nail pierced the Nascent Soul. At this moment, Ji Wushang’s action was to completely crush the Nascent Soul of Lord Wanglong.

"I said, if you touch my junior sister, I will kill you." Ji Wushang's voice was cold and icy.

Wanglong's Dantian was destroyed and all his cultivation was lost.

Divine power continued to overflow and dissipate from his body, and he could only watch helplessly. His shattered Nascent Soul made it impossible for him to condense it.

His handsome face was visibly aging and decaying.

Lan Qingya showed no sympathy, her voice was like the water in an ancient well, without any ripples: "Are you here to kill him, or are you here to kill me?"

Wang Long squeezed out two words from his throat: "Kill you."

"Why?"

"Following the order of Emperor Zhaohua, I will help True Lord Qingyun overcome the calamity."

Lan Qingya laughed out loud: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid and need to kill me to help him overcome the calamity?"

There was also a hint of doubt in Wang Long's eyes, as if he had just realized this problem.

Yes, to help the True Lord overcome the tribulation, why must he kill this woman?

Lan Qingya saw that he was not in a good state and had a hunch that something was wrong. She wanted to ask more questions, but Wang Long was already unable to do so.

She unwillingly injected divine power into his body, maintaining his breath, and asked, "Tell me, why do you have to kill me?"

Wang Long got a chance to catch his breath, and his eyes became blank again: "Yes, why should I kill you? It's obvious, it's just a show."

Lan Qingya used her charm, her red lips slightly parted, her voice soft, not at all aggressive, carrying a kind of enchantment that came from a faraway place.

"Did Emperor Zhaohua ask you to kill me?"

Wang Long shook his head: "No, the Emperor just said that Qing Zhi and I should go down to the mortal world to help the True Lord overcome the calamity."

"It's me. It's my own idea."

"I want to kill you directly, and this will definitely happen."

Lan Qingya: "What are your own thoughts?"

Wang Long was confused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, this was my first thought, and I became determined immediately."

Lan Qingya stared for a moment.

If the outcome remains unchanged, killing her is the most cost-effective approach.

This is not logical at all.

It is also inconsistent with a person's habit of making decisions subconsciously.

He definitely didn't mean it.

Someone took advantage of him.

That person wanted her dead.

Otherwise how do you explain that he has the Kongtong Seal?

This person is either Emperor Zhaohua or Emperor Changsheng.

Could it be that someone has tampered with his sea of ​​consciousness?

Just like the hypnosis of a psychologist in the previous life, ideas are implanted into the mind of the hypnotized person, and when he wakes up, he will mistakenly think that they are his own thoughts.

Duan Muyang had also used similar magic to tamper with her thoughts.

To influence a god's thoughts without being noticed, one needs to have a higher level of cultivation than him.

Both emperors can do it.

She will find out who is behind this.

The Nascent Soul in the Dantian could no longer bear it.

Lan Qingya let go of Wanglong, and he immediately became haggard, his body shrunken and he lost his breath.

The forest, which was lush and green just now, was completely destroyed in the fight, leaving it in ruins.

In the distance, four figures flew hurriedly over. They were Ying Zhao, Fu Feng, Bai Churan and Xu Xianyuan.

It looked like they were all injured.

After communicating with each other, they found out that Qingzhi and Wanglong had brought nearly thirty immortal kings and fairies, and they were entangled by more than twenty people and could not escape.