Otherworldly cultivator

Qingmang Yujian stood above the palace, and saw that cluster of distinctive flames.All the fires in Hart City contained dark elements, except for the cluster of flames. The resentment of the entire imperial capital was gathering towards that cluster of flames, which was the resentment of human beings.

If the fire in the imperial capital is the hatred of the demons for 500 years, and the humans on the entire continent bear this hatred; then the flames on the top of the mountain are the current and future hatred of the human race, and all will be borne by the person who cracked the formation.

Ralph...

Qingmang held the Dark Ye Zhiming tightly, and silently closed her eyes.

Ever since Ralph got the artifact, fate had given him such a mission and ending, even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't resist.Even if he didn't have to look, Qingmang knew that the only person in the fire who was responsible for the whole family was Ralph.

If the fire really spread throughout the East Kingdom, what would happen to Ralph?

Qingmang looked at the imperial palace on the ground, even though the entire city was covered by fire, the imperial palace still stood firm.

It was under the blessing of Emperor East, the vitality of the entire demon race was gathered into the Human Race Continent, and most of the vitality of the Human Race Continent itself was concentrated in this palace, the lifeblood of the royal family and even the nobles.This is East's selfishness. He wants the entire country to be prosperous and strong, but he is afraid of the retribution that person said.If there is a day of retribution, at least you must keep your own descendants and the descendants of the partners who fought with you back then.

So no matter how big the fire is, it will not affect those nobles too much, they have the blessing of the entire human continent.

There is only one way to save Ralph, and that is to prevent the vitality from the Human Race Continent from flowing backwards to the Demon Race Continent.The formation has been untied, and the Demon Race Continent will slowly regain its vitality. Even if the Human Race repays everything owed for these 500 years, the Demon Race will not reproduce too quickly, but the Human Race will bring a devastating disaster.This world has already lost a race, and the loss cannot be increased because of this kind of revenge, and the damage must be minimized.

Qingmang said to himself like this, in fact, he knew in his heart that he was no longer that ignorant and obedient fool, he made so many excuses, in fact, it was just to prevent Ralph from suffering from the fire again , he can't let the anger of these two races spread to Ralph, he can't...

Can't bear to lose this person again!

For more than three years, he has been studying black magic day and night, studying the summoning of the dead, studying the seven forbidden places in this world, studying the lost forest and even the great formation of the whole world, just to see him again and listen to him again. In a word, even... it's just undead.

It is also because of the non-stop study of the formation for more than three years that he can see the flow of the reversal formation and the way to break it at a glance.Qingmang didn't have the generosity and magic power of the person who set up the formation, but facing such a hastily completed reversal formation, he could at least see where the formation was located, and at least be able to deal with this disaster with the minimum cost.

Without any hesitation, Qingmang took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, selected some elixir to supplement the real essence, and poured all of them into his mouth.Standing in the air, he injected all the true energy in his body into the Guquan sword. At that moment, the light on the sword overwhelmed the fire, and everyone who was still alive in the imperial capital could see the person above the palace.

Yadu who came after him also saw it, his heart twitched suddenly, the dream in the morning, the omen of the tribute of light, resurfaced in his mind again.

"Sion!" He shouted, desperately controlling the Praise of Light to fly to where the green light was.

At the same time, Oswald in the fire also saw the person he was thinking of. For some reason, he could see the determination in that person's eyes even though he was so far away.

"Green Mang!" Oswald didn't know where the strength came from, and jumped up, trying to stop this person.

However, they were all one step too late, the Qingmang and Guquan Jianren's sword merged into one, driving a huge force of heaven and earth, flying to the top of the palace, and slashing down with one sword!

"Boom!" The entire imperial capital and even the entire kingdom heard this loud bang.

The palace, which symbolized power, dignity, and the 500-year history of the East Kingdom, just like that, fell under the power of this sword.

Countless golden lights rushed towards Qingmang from the underground of the palace, but Qingmang didn't stop.With the speed of the Guquan sword, he passed directly through the ruins of the palace, and stabbed the most noble throne in the whole country with his sword. The throne was torn apart, and the Guquan sword sank deep into the ground, leaving only a hilt.

Qingmang stood on the ground, looked at the constantly shaking and rattling sword hilt, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the sword.

"I'm sorry." He gritted his teeth.

This ancient spring sword brought him into this world, and sacrificed his life to help him escape from the barrier of the old school building, and now, he did such heaven-defying things for him again.

With the power contained in Guquanjian's sword, it can completely ignore Qingmang's command, but in fact it has never listened to it a few times, but when it comes to a critical moment, Guquanjian has always been the most supportive of Qingmang. what he wants to do.

The hilt of the sword shook anxiously, Qingmang clenched it tightly, gritted his teeth and poured all his true energy into it, but he couldn't stab the last sword.

As if aware of his hesitation, Gu Quanjian flicked away his green and weak hand, the sword body soared into the sky, flew into the sky, but fell straight down at an extremely fast speed, and sank deep into the ground.

The sword went deep into the center of the earth, and without hesitation hit the center that maintains the entire royal formation!

Qingmang only heard the dull explosion sound from the ground, knowing that the Guquan sword had succeeded, he quickly raised his breath and flew into the air, seeing the golden light shining from the palace, the light became brighter and brighter, everyone's eyes were stunned by the light in an instant Can't see clearly.

Use the vitality gathered by the entire royal family over the years to stop this reversal formation, use all the luck of the entire noble family to extinguish the fire in the imperial capital, and use the spiritual energy gathered by the East royal family for 500 years to dissolve the resentment that is about to pounce on Ralph.

The price is that all the nobles who have received this unfair favor in the entire East Kingdom for 500 years will hand over what they should not get, and they will become useless, incompetent, decline, and eventually die—— Just like the entire Demon Race.

Except for the occasional one or two nobles who are gifted with luck, no one can escape this catastrophe.

And the person who had been secretly operating and observing all this finally showed a smile.

He immediately used sound transmission magic——

Let Wenders and Gretel act, we must seize this one and only chance.

As for Qingmang, when everyone was dazzled by the light, he was calmly looking at the light in front of him.

Gu Quanjian flew to his side, circling around him as if attached to him, rubbing against his body from time to time, reluctant to leave.

Qingmang reached out to hold him, but found that her fingers had passed through the body of Guquanjian.

This is not the body of the sword, but the sword spirit in Guquan's sword. The real sword is already...

"I'm sorry..." Qingmang stretched out his hand to lead the sword spirit, and the nothingness of the sword body slowly turned into a silver light, twirling on Qingmang's fingertips with nostalgia, as if kissing his fingertips.

Qingmang's tears slid down uncontrollably, the cold teardrop hit the palm of his hand, and the silver light flew to his face, gently catching a teardrop.

However, the teardrops just passed through like that, unable to touch, and unable to touch.

Qingmang's eyes were full of sadness and nostalgia, but Jianling refused to say goodbye with him.

The silver light spun at a high speed, and then, as if hating iron but not steel, the light slammed on Qingmang's face like a solid body, and then turned into small spots of light, dissipating in the air.

Qingmang reached out to catch the light spots, but couldn't catch even one. Every light spot was like a naughty child, and disappeared as soon as it touched his fingertips.

The last light spot turned around in front of Qingmang's eyes and disappeared soundlessly.

When we protect what we love, we often pay some unbearable prices; when we say we don’t regret it, we always blame ourselves in our hearts, why am I so weak, if I am stronger, I won’t lose you, I Dear Friends, Partners, Family...

My sword, my reliance, my... brother!