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

Lan Qingya smiled.

"Emperor Zhaohua has a great skill in confusing right and wrong."

"I happen to have 20% of Father God's divine power in me. After what you said, this 20% of divine power has become the power of Heaven, which I stole."

"What is my purpose?"

"What purpose can I have? You just want to bring out the Heavenly Saint God through me."

"If all this is caused by me and the Heavenly Saint God, and we are working together to cause chaos in the six realms, then you will put us down and let you gain reputation and godhood."

"Isn't that how you arranged it?"

Zhaohua's expression remained unchanged, but his hands unconsciously clenched under his sleeves.

Lan Qingya continued: "How insidious, cunning, and cruel we are..."

"It's just that anyone can kill him."

"When we die, the Father God's power in our bodies will be absorbed by you. Then you will become the savior. In addition to being a thorn in your side, you will also gain most of the Father God's power. You will be the true ruler of the heavens."

"Kill three birds with one stone, very good."

Zhao Hua angrily shouted, "What nonsense! All of these people present witnessed your evil killings. Don't even think about denying it!"

Lan Qingya was not afraid at all: "Oh? Really? Have you asked them?"

Gong Yijue was the first to speak: "I don't believe that is my junior sister."

Song Yanche then said: "That's not her. She would never show that kind of expression."

Tu Shanwei glanced at Emperor Zhaohua and said, "She is the leader of the demon world. She is already admired and respected by everyone in the demon world. Is it necessary to do this?"

Qi Yanchen sneered: "I have been with Master for a long time, so I naturally know what she is like. That 'Miao Qing' is just a dog instead of a tiger."

Fuzhi listened from the side, her nails digging into the flesh.

Emperor Zhaohua didn't expect that none of these men believed the ironclad evidence he had carefully prepared.

It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not.

He said solemnly: "Miao Qing, return 20% of Father God's Heavenly Dao power to me, and I will grant you an intact corpse."

Xu Xianyuan: "Xu Xianyuan has always been with the Supreme God Miaoqing. As the only surviving member of the Five-Colored Crane Clan, I am willing to swear here that if she steals the power of the Heavenly Dao, I am willing to repay her with my life."

Lan Qingya smiled slightly, and used her divine power to instantly transform into Wu Jie: "Ah, now this is not done by me, it is done by Wu Jie."

Everyone:...

As she spoke, she changed again, becoming Fuzhi's appearance: "Now it's Fuzhi's doing."

After she finished speaking, she changed for the third time, becoming the appearance of Emperor Zhaohua: "Now, was it done by the Emperor?"

Emperor Zhaohua's eyes were cold, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "How insolent!"

"You and I are both supreme gods, equals. How can you be so presumptuous? Am I going to let you frame me?"

Lan Qingya transformed back into her true form and looked him straight in the face without showing any weakness: "Any immortal who has learned the 72 transformations of the Earthly Demons can transform at will. Why do you want to say that this unclear person is me?"

She said this and looked towards Fuzhi.

"Isn't Fairy Fuzhi reflecting on her past at Ruchun Mountain?"

"I wouldn't know it if I didn't go there. Ruchun Mountain is within the range of Father God's Dojo. Emperor, you arranged it this way on purpose, right?"

"It is still unknown who stole the Father God's power of heaven."

Fuzhi looked at her with a look that was almost spitting fire: "Bitch, you are slandering me!"

Lan Qingya: "I haven't even said what I want to say to you yet."

"you!"

"Why is Fairy Fuzhi so upset? The truth is very simple."

Lan Qingya looked towards Emperor Zhaohua, clenched her palms, and the Shangxie Sword appeared in her hand.

"Just try to see if you have the power of Father God."

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, she rushed straight towards Fuzhi.

When Lan Qingya moved, Wu Jie followed suit.

As soon as Wu Jie moved, Gong Yijue and Qi Yanchen both stood in front of him.

Fu Feng, Song Yanche and Bai Churan flashed to her side and formed a protective formation.

The five people divided into two groups and started calling.

Ruolan Qingya's guess was correct. Fuzhi had only obtained the divine power not long ago and had not yet fully mastered it, so she was not using it skillfully enough.

While hitting, she sent a telepathic message to Fuzhi.

[That's all? Even earthly immortals can take more beatings than you.]

[It's hard to describe your moves. Are you really a fairy? ]

[Even if you now have 20% of the power of the Heavenly Dao, you still can't beat me. ]

[No wonder A-Jun doesn't like you. How can you be worthy of him? ]

[Live in your own fantasy every day, or just go to sleep, you can dream about anything. ]

After three attempts and two mental attacks, the angry Fuzhi used her magical powers.

Lan Qingya dodged her divine power attack and immediately retreated, saying loudly: "See! He has divine power but is hiding it from everyone. Who has ulterior motives?"

Seeing that the situation was turned around by Lan Qingya, Emperor Zhaohua looked cold.

Two hundred thousand heavenly soldiers from the Zhaohua Divine Palace suddenly appeared in the clouds.

Lan Qingya snorted coldly, and two hundred thousand heavenly soldiers from Qingxutian appeared in the air behind her.

Gong Yi Jue stretched out his hand and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers from Wuwei Heaven came to help in the battle.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense and a war was about to break out.

Emperor Zhaohua glanced at Wu Jie, and Wu Jie immediately understood. As his divine power surged, tens of thousands of divine generals suddenly appeared around him.

Lan Qingya's lips curled up in a mocking arc: "These gods are all from the heavens without immortal records, right?"

"Emperor Zhaohua, you have evil ambitions. What excuses do you have now?"

Zhao Hua looked down upon the gods present and said, "Are you ambitious? I am the son of the Father God! My talent is superior to that of my brother! I am just taking back what belongs to me!"

Lan Qingya sneered: "Taking back your things means that all the beings in the six realms will suffer? What guilt have all the living beings committed? Should they pay with their lives for your greed?"

"But they are just ants. When I become the master of heaven, there will be more of them."

"Ant?" She looked at him with a cold gaze.

"It is these ants that support the operation of the six realms. It is the worship of these ants that provides you gods with the power of merit, allowing you to bully them with a sense of superiority."

"You were born the son of God the Father, but you have no mercy in your heart for anything God the Father created. For your own selfish desires, you are willing to destroy the six realms to feed your greed."

"You mean the things that belong to you?"

"What belongs to you? The world belongs to all living beings."

"Father God must have known your nature a long time ago, so he gave 30% of his power to the Heavenly Saint God, allowing him to suppress you."

"Shut up!" Emperor Zhaohua almost couldn't maintain his calm and elegant demeanor, and looked at Lan Qingya fiercely.

"I will let you die here today and become the first nourishment for the Lord of Heaven."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and all the gods on standby around him moved.

The heavenly soldiers of both sides fought in one place.

The gods who were watching the battle did not sit still and wait for death, and they all used their magical weapons to fight back.

For a time, there were people fighting each other all over the heaven.

Chaos broke out.