Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 2
The Queen's voice was cold.

Does not contain killing intent.

However, Yingqi felt as if he had fallen into the nine-day ice in an instant, and his whole body was stiff and cold.

A chill ran down his spine and rushed straight to the top of his head.

Brain blank.

He touched his neck.

One slice was viscous, bright red and piercing.

is blood.

Yingqi turned around trembling.

On the west wall, the blade of a Western-style table knife is buried deep in the wall.

The remaining handle of the knife was exposed, buzzing and trembling.

Yingqi's feet went limp and he slumped into the chair.

Well, so scary!
"Next time, die!"

Everyone present felt chills down their spines at the same time, and layers of cold sweat continued to break out.

Is this... still that unlucky ghost who dare not say a word?

With a full stomach, Yin Mang strolled upstairs.

Nesting in the room, the empress rubbed her stuffed belly.

sigh.

The little belly of the human race.

I can't hold it if I eat this.

The girl crossed her legs and scanned the body intently.

A little golden light slowly loomed from between the eyebrows.

In the radiance, the phantom of a woman the size of a finger is also sitting cross-legged, spinning in the void.

The image is small, but it has the appearance of an emperor.

Under the half-closed eyebrows, there is a supreme dignity hidden.

Yin Mang could see traces of luck emanating from her body and then being drawn away.

The source of the original owner's unlucky physique is here.

The Empress smiled lightly.

She pointed it out.

The fingertips circled and circled in mid-air.

After going around for a while, a black line appeared on the finger.

Gee.

Such a vicious method.

Yin Mang rolled his eyes, threw away the rope casually, and let the group of people jump first.

She continued to meditate and practice.

After a while, the golden light between the girl's eyebrows turned crimson.

If cinnabar is dotted between Yin Mang's eyebrows.

That smear of red, as enchanting as blood, finally enveloped the entire figure of Yin Mang.

"……kill!"

"Kill!"

Over the battlefield exuding the ancient atmosphere, countless figures collided together.

Sword and sword shadow.

The battle drums roared.

Yin Mang folded his arms around his chest, looked around, his face was slightly condensed: "Desolate ancient battlefield?"

She seemed to have thought of something, suddenly raised her head, her eyes were sharp, and she hit the center of the battlefield.

"boom!"

As if responding to what she thought in her heart.

A red light burst into the sky.

The supreme coercion swept across the battlefield, and the countless figures fighting below spurted blood at the same time, and the protective light shattered and fell to the ground.

Also at this time.

The red light fell from the sky.

Wrapping a red figure, it quickly fell to the ground.

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

On the battlefield, the eyes of countless demon soldiers were about to burst, and divine lights leaped into the sky, trying to catch that figure.

But, it was too late.

The dazzling red shadow shattered into light clusters and disappeared into the air.

"Emperor!"

"No!"

The dragon roared, and the phoenix mourned.

On the battlefield, the roars of beasts and beasts echoed.

The body of a five-clawed golden dragon suddenly increased ten times, and its long tail rolled up, rolling up nearly one-third of the monsters in the northwest, and the figure retreated wildly.

"retreat!"

"Go back!"

"Belongs to the monster clan, all retreat!"

The golden dragon's pupils stared at the void, and the dragon's mouth opened and closed: "Gods and demons of the six realms, my demon clan and you are inseparable!"

"In the future, I will sacrifice blood to the gods and demons to avenge the emperor!"

"Humph!"

In the sky, there was a cold snort.

In the void, three golden figures appeared.

The three stood quietly.

Behind him, huge white wings covered the sky and the sun.

"An ant dares to shout!"

"Yin Mang is dead, you all go to die too!"

Sen Leng's words were full of murderous intent.

On the far left, the angel with silver-white pupils made a move.

In his pupils, there was the indifference of God looking down at the sky.

With a palm cover, the majestic pressure slammed on the huge dragon of the golden dragon.

"boom!"

Severe pain struck, countless wounds exploded on Jin Long's body, and blood gushed out.

(End of this chapter)