"Devil, witch...witch!"
The witch in red clothes and red hair was surrounded by a strong smell of death.
The soldiers were so frightened that they dropped their armor and fled in all directions.
All of a sudden, everyone fighting on the city wall stopped and retreated to the side in fear.
"Qing...Qing'er..."
Bai Ziyu's eyes trembled slightly, and he called out softly with anxiety.
The purple eyes, full of emotions, were filled with cold and ruthless scarlet.
His red eyes swept over the people in front of him, as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
The demonic sword that was violently shaking on the ground seemed to sense the call of its master and flew towards Qiqing excitedly.
Qi Qing held the magic sword in his hand, standing at the highest point of the city wall, with an evil and wanton smile on his lips.
The long red hair fluttered wildly in the wind, burning like flames, making people shudder.
Gradually, the soldiers on the battlefield below the city wall also discovered the horrifying scene.
The soldiers stopped fighting one after another. Whether it was God or the devil, they were awe-inspiring.
Because I have never participated in human struggles, flesh and blood
How can we resist the power of gods and demons?
At this moment, whether it is Tianqing’s soldiers or Shengyuan’s soldiers.
They all looked at the witch on the highest point of the city wall in horror. Their faces were pale, their lips trembled, and they could not suppress the fear in their hearts.
The soldiers seemed to be able to feel the bloodthirsty and cruel power emanating from the witch.
This force made them feel fear and collapse. Perhaps a hint of despair and a desire for life grew out of the fear.
They even thought of killing her.
"Kill her!"
A trembling voice sounded among the crowd, with a hint of hesitation and fear.
"Kill the witch..."
More voices echoed, as if seeking a hint of recognition and affirmation.
"Yes, kill her, kill the witch!"
The voices of the crowd rose and fell, converging into a torrent that seemed to break through all barriers.
"Let's go together and kill the witch!"
Some people raised their weapons high, with excited and vicious glints in their eyes.
Qiqing stood on the city wall, watching the angry crowd below.
A cruel smile appeared on her face, and the blood in the air aroused her restless heart.
She felt the violent and bloodthirsty blood roaring in her body.
Qi Qing raised his magic sword and jumped down...
The red clothes fluttered as he descended from the sky with the momentum to destroy the world.
That touch of red drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a burning flame, lighting up the entire sky.
It was as if a meteor streaked across the sky, carrying with it endless power and strength.
…
"You...don't come over here!" someone shouted.
Qi Qing seemed not to hear and continued walking towards the crowd.
Qiqing raised the magic sword in his hand and pointed it at the sky.
The setting sun shone through the tip of the sword onto her face, seeming to add a strange aura to her.
"Kill her!"
Shouts rang out again from the crowd, but they were filled with boundless fear and despair.
The soldiers' faces still bore traces of blood from the battle, their eyes filled with contradiction and confusion.
They actually didn't know whether they really wanted to kill her, nor did they know whether they could kill her.
Qiqing just stood there quietly, waiting for everyone's attack.
The black mandala pattern on half of his face glowed with a strange light in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Half of the face is covered with black mandala flowers, while the other half is hidden in shadow.
Qi Qing slowly glanced at the soldiers in front of him, his eyes full of contempt and provocation!
"Kill! Kill her, kill the witch..."
"Kill! Come on together..."
“Kill, kill, kill…”
The deafening sound of fighting filled the entire battlefield. In the blink of an eye, Qiqing disappeared in the crowd.
The air was filled with a strong smell of death.
Blood and debris were scattered everywhere, like a horrific picture.
In this chaotic battle, Qiqing's figure appeared and disappeared, her red dress as dazzling as a flame.
Her beauty and cruelty form a sharp contrast, which makes people fall in love with her and fear her at the same time.
Qi Qing's methods were extremely cruel, and each of her attacks was accompanied by a storm of blood and gore.
Her eyes flashed with a cold light, as if she had no mercy on life.
At her feet were piles of corpses, one after another, and the blood of these corpses dyed the entire earth red.
Countless soldiers surrounded Qiqing, and his red clothes were already dark red and damp.
Qi Qing held the magic sword and turned around coldly, looking at the countless soldiers who wanted to get closer but did not dare to.
"Qing'er, don't!"
Bai Ziche came at full speed, and this is what he saw as soon as he entered the pass: Qi Qing, who had been possessed by the devil.
Dugu Ling jumped down from the city wall with the Youlong Sword in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, Huangfu Lingao, Bai Ziyu and others also jumped down.
Go straight to the seven emotions.
Huangfu Lingao looked at Qiqing's face, which was stained with blood.
But she still shone with amazing brilliance, and she seemed to enjoy the pleasure of killing.
"Stop it!" There was no expression on Huangfu Lingao's gloomy face.
"Qing'er, stop killing, that's enough..." Bai Ziyu looked at Qiqing with a sad expression.
"Qing'er, don't..." Dugu Ling's evil face was full of sorrow.
"Qing'er, don't..."
"Qing'er..."
Hundreds of thousands of people, if they continue to kill endlessly, will eventually run out of energy.
Qi Qing's gaze swept across the people in front of him, one by one, familiar and unfamiliar.
My ears are filled with voices of sadness, anger, helplessness, and despair.
Red liquid seemed to flow out of Qiqing's eyes, and the sea of people in front of her turned into demons and monsters from an endless hell, rushing towards her.
She seemed to have returned to the jade room that had been lonely and cold for thousands of years.
The long river of time has stopped flowing...
…
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That day, outside Mochi Pass, the Qishan Witch was completely possessed by the devil, holding a magic sword, and slaughtered tens of thousands of soldiers.
On that day, Emperor Shengyuan Huangfu Lingao, the fourth prince of Yunlang Bai Ziyu, and the lord of Posha City Dugu Ling.
Finally, they recognized the true face of the witch and worked together to kill the witch Qiqing.
And in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, they dismembered and burned their bodies, completely destroying them.
That day, with the destruction of the witch, the magic sword also broke automatically and died for its master.
On that day, the legend of the Qishan Witch was lost outside Mochi Pass!
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