Loser Princess' Counterattack

For Wang Qian who was struggling on the ground, Xuanqing just replied with a cold hum.

A dark clan who could not see light would have killed him if he had not been used to deal with the Wang family. The moon, even let him jump away from the sky!

Now that it's time for the curtain to fall, this little bug should be crushed to death.

Holding Chu Liyue, Xuanqing fell to the ground from the roof of the main house in Kunming.

Green grass restored the gentle and fragile appearance, covering the ground of Kunming.

Wang Qian's clothes were covered with grass. His breathing was very difficult, only his eyes had not been visited by the grass.

"Who are you?" He struggled to get up and felt that his whole body energy was absorbed by the grass seeds everywhere, and the strength was constantly passing away, and the whole person was getting weaker and weaker.

Even so, he is still kneeling on the grass, hands on the ground, regardless of his body's flesh and blood are constantly nourishing the spring grass, persistent looking forward to an answer.

"Do you think you have a future?" Xuanqing understood what he meant.

He knew that he was unable to turn over this time, but he still relied on himself as a dark race and could escape from the heaven by virtue of his racial talent. He should remember his enemies this time and inevitably look for opportunities for revenge in the future.

"You are not an ordinary human cultivator with such strength." Before he became Wang Heling, he had cultivated his feelings under the guidance of the elders of the dark tribe, and had the opportunity to travel through time and space, which broadened his knowledge.

When he used Xuanqing's xuanzhu and Gongfa just now, he used to sneer at him secretly. He thought that this person's strength was not so strong that he could only use Xuanqing's skills. It can be seen that his own skills and skills have no advantages.

However, in a fight, the facts told him that it was not that the fake Xuanqing had no strength, but that he was too strong. For others, they don't need to use their own real skills. Only using the most common basic skills of Yue family is enough to kill them easily.

This method of turning decadence into magic can't be done by ordinary people.

Such a person is definitely the most top-notch strongman among the Terrans.

With this information, even if his mission failed and he fled back to the holy Valley in a hurry, he could also receive less punishment.

As for revenge, their spirit clan is the most aware of the current affairs of the race, the weak subject to the strong is their only creed. If one day, he can reach the height of surpassing each other, maybe he will consider the matter of revenge. Until then, he would never provoke each other again.

The spring grass on Wang Qian's body is more and more dense, the whole person has been unable to see the human shape, has become a fuzzy green ball.

When the last spring grass came out of his eyes, a blood mist finally separated from Wang Qian's body.

Knowing that Chu Liyue had the seeds of yinteng that could restrain himself, the dark clan did not dare to stay. After a gust of wind, it dissipated in the air, leaving only a wisp of blood.

"Who agreed with you to go?" Xuanqing hummed, and the silver gray sleeve swung, and the blood mist that had disappeared appeared in the air again, forming a faint human figure.

"Do you want to kill them all?" The blood mist twisted in the air for a moment. It was not clear that the head of the five facial features was facing the dark green. The voice was fierce, but it was full of heart deficiency.

He made repeated mistakes in his judgment of the fake Xuanqing and had to change his address from "Xuanqing" and "brother Xuanqing" to "brother" and "Sir". However, it seems that he underestimated the other party.

Even their reclusive talent of the dark clan was cracked by it, and he was really not sure to retreat in front of each other.

"Don't waste your blood." Xuanqing fingers fretted, blood mist such as lightning, the whole body trembled.

He knew that he might not be spared this time. He wanted to use the secret method of dark clan to burn his blood essence to pass the other party's information back to the clan, but the other party even knew the most secret secret secret of the dark clan! And just move the finger, cut off his contact with the family!

Even if Xuanqing is the product of the intersection between the dark clan and the Terran, it is impossible to know such a secret if you know something about it.

"Who are you! Who the hell are you? " The blood mist trembled and growled, and the voice was full of fear and fear, "are you the elder of" Lingxiu Tongtian " If two spiritual families meet, they will not show mercy for each other's interests. Is this fake Xuanqing also a spirit clan? Or a spirit clan higher than him?

Dark green face no expression, a little finger, blood mist involuntarily toward the dark green floating over.

"Speak of the role of the nether." Xuanqing ordered, "I can let you return to heaven and earth. One day, maybe you can be born again and become a dark clan again."

Although at that time he had no memory and cultivation, but at least it was not completely disappeared.

"Otherwise, you will have to be the food for the Yin vine." After being devoured by yinteng, the dark clan disappears completely, which is equivalent to the so-called "never super life" of the human race.The blood fog is controlled by Xuanqing at the fingertip, unable to escape, will die. There are only two ways to choose from: to return to heaven and earth after death, to wait for the next birth, and to disappear completely and never to be reborn.

"Ha ha, you don't know the secret of the netherworld. You're not the elder of Lingxiu Tongtian!" Blood mist laughed, "good, there are strong people like you in the Terran! However, in our spiritual family, there are many talented people and countless heroes, and the emperor of heaven is even more brilliant and his strength is unfathomable! "

"You wait, one day our spirit family army will set out from the Spirit Valley of the Ming Yuan, and will level down the Terrans and orcs and become the ruler of the mainland!"

Left behind a string of passionate manifestos, the blood fog suddenly inflated and burst open!

He even chose to commit suicide and refused to tell the secret of the ghost.

Xuanqing sleeves a swing, the blood mist gathered together into a red ball, thrown to Chu Liyue.

Chu Liyue got the ball, right arm immediately felt a stream of heat gushing out, a black vine from her sleeve out of the head, happily rubbed against Chu Liyue, all of a sudden the ball wrapped up and swallowed.

Under the sleeves, the black vine pattern on Chu Li's pink and white forearms has begun to spiral towards the shoulder. On the bright colored vines, triangular leaves and small red dots are arranged at random, like the most exquisite tattoo.

Xuanqing looked back at the sky.

Once the dark clan died, Wang Qian's body was full of holes, and there was no possibility of survival. Nine nine small Zhou tianyuchen array lost the host's will to maintain, the star light above the head began to dim down.

When the array loses power and ends itself, the real end of the Wang family will come.

In a thousand years of being forced to sleep, he had thought about how to deal with those who betrayed him. Those people used to be his most trusted brothers and subordinates, but when he was set up by someone, they fell into the trap, took advantage of the fire, and even poisoned him with the real murderer behind him.

They suck his blood, they eat his flesh, they torture him, they humiliate him.

They climbed up on his bones, trying to climb to the top of the world.

Then, when he comes back, he will smash all that they have done to him. Whether it is their descendants, their families, or the cultivation of their skills, all of them should return to the original starting point.

The shadow building is the first and the Wangs are the second.

However, only two revenge, he felt that all this was not as happy as he thought when he was sleeping.

The Terran is so weak that a dark clan can make the king play like this.

Those enemies have died of old age, and their descendants are just like ants.

It's really boring to play tricks with these ants.

Even if the extermination of ants will not bring comfort to these people.

Chu Liyue felt his sudden sadness and depression, but he didn't know what he was for, so he could only stretch out his hand and shake his ten fingers as he had just done.

Xuanqing turns her head and smiles at Chu Liyue. This time, at least, he is no longer alone.

Everyone can betray him, only she will never.

Before the smile was over, Xuanqing turned her head and looked at the green grass ball on the ground. The body, which was close to the end of the oil and the lamp, had signs of life again.

Both eyes and ears are occupied by spring grass, even if there are signs of life, it is impossible to continue to live.

But at the moment, the green grass ball is struggling to roll, toward the direction of Xuanqing and Chu from the moon.

Chu Li Yue is surprised, isn't that dark clan swallowed by her Yin vine seed? Now what spirit is supporting Wang Qian?

Did Wang Qian's spirit not really disappear, but was suppressed? So as soon as the dark clan fled, he regained control of his body?

Wang Qian's eyes are full of green grass, but he is still a pearl cultivator after all. With his divine sense, he can "see" Xuanqing and chuliyue standing on one side.

Although he was occupied by the dark people, who were guided by the flesh and blood of their sons and blood relatives, occupied his body, but because of the engraving mark left by his ancestors, he protected his spirit and was not devoured by the dark family.

Hiding in the most remote corner of his body, although he could not control his body, Wang Qian could see all the external events clearly.

Today, although the dark clan has been eliminated by Xuanqing, the Wangs are on the verge of extinction.

He also heard that Xuanqing asked the dark people to "leave none of them".

He also knew that the dark green was not the real one.

He knew that his life was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time. Therefore, he was more persistent and wanted to ask a clear question in the last time: "what is the hatred, sir, with me, Wang family?"

Because his mouth was full of grass, and even grass seeds were growing slowly in his trachea, Wang Qian's speech was extremely difficult. Even keeping his words clear became a difficult task.It's ok if you don't speak or breathe. When you speak, your trachea is full of foreign bodies. He can't help but cough.

After he closed his breath, Wang Qian simply controlled the air with Xuanli and made a sound: "where did my Wang family offend you?"

This powerful cultivator did not know when he occupied Xuanqing's body. He stood by and even connived at the behavior of the dark clan in order to let the royal family destroy the clan. How much hatred is this?

At this moment, Wang Qian's hatred for this unknown strong man even exceeded that of the dark clan.

"Well, what Wang Lie owes me will naturally be recovered from his descendants!" Xuanqing's face was very ugly, as if recalling some unpleasant memories.

Wang Qian's brain was very dull, and it took a long time to remember that Wang lie was the ancestor of their royal family who made great contributions in the war between the Terrans and the orcs and laid the foundation for the royal family.

He couldn't believe that the hatred of more than a thousand years ago actually led to the extermination of the royal family today.

"Because the ancestors offended you, you started to fight against us descendants?"

"I never did it." Xuanqing replied coldly, "besides, don't think you are so innocent. Each of you has borne the debt that owes me since you were born."

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