His voice was slightly hoarse, and for some reason, he asked back: "What do you think... of him?"
Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes to the noble and elegant divine beast not far away. He only glanced at it briefly before returning his gaze to Luo Jianqing. His red lips curled slightly. Even lying awkwardly on his subordinate, the Demon Lord still possessed a dangerous aura that could not be underestimated. He let out a low laugh from his throat, but the words he said made Luo Jianqing freeze.
"In this world, I only admit that one person is more beautiful than me. My little beauty, it would be such a pity if you died here..."
As the words fell, Luo Jianqing only saw a flash of red in front of him. When he looked again, Mo Qianqiu had disappeared into Qin Guihe's arms. Luo Jianqing immediately turned around and saw that the red figure had appeared in front of the blue-robed demon lord. Blood was still dripping from his fingertips, but the words he spoke were arrogant and presumptuous.
"It's just a heart, Jin Li, so what if I give it back to you!"
The handsome and elegant demon lord was suddenly stunned, looking at the red-clothed demon lord in front of him in a daze.
Luo Jianqing shouted with all his might: "No!"
Mo Qianqiu stretched out his hand like a claw and calmly stabbed it into his chest, blood immediately flowing out. Blood was flowing from his lips, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a blood-stained heart was grasped in his palm, still beating.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and Luo Jianqing kicked off, attempting to fly over there, only to be grabbed. He turned and saw the Bai family's patriarch looking at him sternly, saying, "If Jin Li were gone, even if Xuan Lingzi wasn't around, the human race wouldn't necessarily lose this battle. But if he's around, the human race is almost certain to lose!"
Luo Jianqing could be held back by the Bai family's ancestor, but how could Qin Guihe be held back? He flew into the air and shouted, "Palace Master!"
The blood-red whip chopped directly towards Qin Guihe. Qin Guihe had no chance to resist and was knocked to the ground by the whip.
The once beautiful, domineering, and arrogant Demon Lord now looked pale as he turned to look at the people on Demon Mountain. His right hand was still clutching his heart, a large hole in his chest, wounds all over his body, and the mask on his face had fallen off at some point.
A light white scar lay across that extremely beautiful face, making it look very disheveled, but it did not diminish the beauty of the face.
He chuckled softly, his gaze finally landing on Luo Jianqing, and said, "I've said before that you never need to feel guilty."
Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide and looked at it almost stupidly.
Mo Qianqiu muttered something to himself. Luo Jianqing didn't hear it clearly, but he saw that after that, Mo Qianqiu suddenly turned to look at Jin Li and raised his right hand high. His blazing blood-red heart turned into a ball of fire in the sunlight, burning away Luo Jianqing's sanity. When he saw Mo Qianqiu's fingers gradually clenching, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mo Qiu!!!"
boom!
A terrifying spiritual power surged from Luo Jianqing's body. Instantly, a cyan flame, centered around him, rapidly spread outward. While this power posed no threat to the Bai family's ancestors, it still terrified them enough to flee. When the flames reached the bright green jade bead, the flames and jade bead shone together, radiating a thousand-foot-long light!
"ah!!!"
Luo Jianqing cried out in pain, and a cyan light, like a sharp blade, pierced Jin Li. Jin Li had not expected such a thing to happen. He suddenly felt a life-threatening aura and raised his hand to block it, but was unexpectedly repelled by the force and flew back several miles.
After the green light, Mo Qianqiu also looked at Luo Jianqing in shock, but Luo Jianqing suddenly fainted and was about to fall to the ground.
"This person cannot be kept any longer!"
Jin Li groaned softly and transformed into a white dragon. Revenge no longer concerned, he charged at Luo Jianqing with all his might. Mo Qianqiu also opened his eyes wide and quickly flew over to block his attack. However, the uninjured Mo Qianqiu was no match for Jin Li, and the severely injured Mo Qianqiu was even less able to compete with him.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Jin Li actually put aside all his pride and launched a sneak attack on a small cultivator in the fusion stage; Mo Qianqiu tried his best to block him, but ultimately failed to catch up; Qin Guihe wanted to attack, but his speed was not as fast as Mo Qianqiu; and the ancestor of the Bai family who was closest to Luo Jianqing just flashed his eyes and symbolically extended his hand.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Li's hand was about to touch Luo Jianqing's robe...
boom!
A visible surge of spiritual energy instantly dissipated, illuminating the heavens and earth with a golden glow that sent Jin Li flying. Luo Jianqing landed on the ground, landing squarely in an embrace. He fainted, blood oozing from his lips. A slender, white hand carefully wiped the blood from his lips, meticulously wiping it clean.
Qin Guihe suddenly stopped, and the demon lord Jin Li crashed into three hills in a row, and his life or death was unknown.
Mo Qianqiu stopped three steps away from Luo Jianqing, his bright peach blossom eyes shimmering with light and his pupils trembling slightly.
The white-robed venerable compassionately lifted the unconscious youth up. With a tap of his toes, an invisible layer of spiritual energy instantly emanated. He then put his fingers together and pointed in two directions in the sky. Suddenly, the figures of Venerable Guanglingzi, Qi Luo, Demon Venerable Xing Wei, and Hao Ming appeared.
The four of them looked at Moshan in astonishment. When they saw the figure in white, the Demon Lord Xing Wei and Hao Ming were both shocked.
Under the blazing sun, this handsome and tall white-robed venerable stood alone, his sleeves fluttering in the wind as he gently embraced a black-haired young man who had fainted. He raised his head slightly, and his pair of indifferent eyes swept across the audience. His thin lips
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