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Bo Jin's heart trembled, but he didn't dare to look directly into Ye Wanqing's eyes. Although he had just established the temple not long ago, he had heard about the deeds of the former saint of the temple.

This extraordinary woman, who is said to be the most gifted in the entire spiritual world, naturally cannot be described in ordinary words, or she can even be called crazy.

Just like back then, the five major forces of the Lin family, the Xiao family, the Zhou family, the Tianling Academy, and some of the outer demons hidden in the Tianling world joined forces to barely capture Ye Wanqing. What's more, this was when she had lost her life-saving artifact, the Yuqing Ningyu Fan.

And just like now, the power in her seems to be stronger.

Bo Jin silently took a step back, but suddenly felt the pressure behind him become stronger, and forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Hmph, since I've captured Di Sizhen today, I won't care about you at all. Even if Di Sizhen is the princess of the Demon Realm and has the support of the demon clan, as long as you and she die here today, no one will leak the news."

Suddenly, black smoke came from the sky, accompanied by a loud roar that never stopped. Countless evil spirits wandered in the darkness as thick as ink, and the pressure was overwhelming.

Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and her brows were filled with a biting chill. This was an evil demonic aura that she had never seen before, even more intense than the evil demonic aura that the real demon from outside the celestial realm had carried.

At this moment, dozens of crimson formations appeared in the form of huge talismans, slowly descending from the sky, and the light tore cracks in the darkness.

Ye Wanqing's eyebrows jumped. She naturally felt the weirdness within the formation, as if invisible thorns were moving through her meridians. Wherever they passed, it felt like being repeatedly burned by a hot iron. The divine power in her dantian began to surge chaotically.

She was shocked. Ever since she started cultivating spiritual power, Ye Wanqing had always been adept at cultivation due to her good luck and strong innate strength. She had even fought against dozens of divine beasts alone, but she had never felt so uncomfortable as today.

That kind of discomfort was not just physical pain, but more like a mental discomfort that penetrated her blood vessels and went through her entire body, not to mention that there were even faint cracks appearing on her dragon bones.

Ningyu sensed something was wrong with Ye Wanqing, and the main weapon was focused, transforming into a ray of light that spread all around, blocking out the endless evil spirit.

"Hahahahahaha, Ye Wanqing, stop struggling!" The arrogant laughter resounded throughout the world, full of pride and ruthlessness.

"Today's battle is specifically targeting you. I know you are a dragon girl destined to be seen once in a thousand years, with limitless luck and strength. Lord Demon from the outer realm of the sky hates you with a vengeance, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute power today, you will undoubtedly die!"

Wherever the formation passed, the ground cracked inch by inch, and countless black mists surged out from the cracks.

Ye Wanqing looked around. To avoid any accidents, she summoned the Yuling Flute, which she hadn't used for a long time. Her clenched palms were filled with cold sweat.

There is too much deadness and resentment.

She couldn't imagine how many humans and divine beasts had been destroyed behind this evil spirit.

The imperial spirit flute sounded.

Clear yet full of chill.

It spread all around, and the evil spirit dissipated a lot in an instant.

But in just a moment, the black fog condensed again, and as another strange crimson formation appeared from top to bottom, the endless black fog turned into densely packed actual human figures, slowly walking towards Ye Wanqing.

His skin was dark, his eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded death and resentment from head to toe, with eyes as vicious as a venomous snake.

Dark red corpse worms crawled out of the empty eye sockets, and with every step they took, smelly black blood dripped down their ankles, corroding the ground and producing wisps of white smoke.

She knew that they were medicine men refined by the evil spirit! Moreover, they were such a large number of medicine men with such a strong poison!

She couldn't imagine how they were transformed from human beings into strange-looking medicine men who were neither human nor weird!

A medicine man of this level is several times stronger than Zhijiao's medicine man who still has his sanity!

Ning Yu transformed into tens of thousands of sharp blades that were still suspended in mid-air. The cold light of the sword illuminated the faces of tens of thousands of people who were transformed from the black fog in front of him.

In just a moment, Ye Wanqing's pupils contracted violently, and the Yuling Flute in her hand almost slipped out of her hand. The trembling from her fingertips rushed along her meridians to her heart, as if countless silver needles were cutting it.

"No... Impossible..." Ye Wanqing's voice trembled. "Grandfather?"

The man in the lead was covered in blood, and although his body was hunched, his original appearance could still be recognized.

That’s her grandfather Ye Ting!

That was her grandfather who had protected her with his life since she was reincarnated into the Cangkong Continent, even though he knew that she was not his biological granddaughter!

All those who had lost their breath and were frozen by her in the forbidden area of ​​the Sky Continent were awakened by the forbidden technique and refined into medicine men one by one.

There was also Jiang Xu's father standing next to her. The dense crowd of medicine men came like a tide, and every rotten face made her pupils tremble.

The brothers and sisters in the academy who had fought side by side in the past, some had their necks twisted into strange arcs, some had half-broken weapons stuck in their chests, but without exception, they were all sewn up with golden thread, their bodies like puppets, without any consciousness.

Those who were alive and dead were now all being refined into medicine men filled with death energy.

Ji Yufeng, Su Qingxuan, Huan Wu, Ning Jiahe, Liu Nanxu, all the close friends in the Sky Continent who had risked their lives to protect her and were willing to form a human wall.

Their eyes were empty, their skin was a strange bluish-gray color, and there were traces of dark red blood at the corners of their mouths. They were slowly approaching her with stiff steps.

But how is that possible?! The Cang Qiong Continent had long been protected by a magic array she had created using the Dragon Girl's original power, preventing anyone from entering. How could anyone on the Cang Qiong Continent be transformed into a medicine man at this moment?

As if sensing Ye Wanqing's trembling pain, Bo Jin sneered arrogantly, "Hey, Dragon Girl of Heaven, do these people look familiar to you? Hehehe, they are indeed the people you know from Cang Qiong Continent."

Ye Wanqing's heart sank as she heard a roaring sound in her ears. Not far away, the army of medicine men were approaching with their fangs bared and claws bared. Then, Bo Jin added, "Do you find this strange? Hehehe, this is all thanks to Lord Qingli."

Ye Wanqing's eyebrows twitched, and her eyes turned blood red instantly. The hand holding the Yuling flute began to tremble, and the taste of blood spread between her teeth. Anger surged like a surging tide, instantly drowning her, and murderous intent burst out from the bottom of her heart.

She hates.

"Ah! I want you to die!" Ye Wanqing's pupils suddenly shrank into scarlet blood spots, and the hair hanging down from her temples danced wildly due to the outburst of spiritual power.

Before he finished speaking, tens of thousands of phoenix feathers transformed from condensed feathers swarmed out from the tear in the void. Crimson lightning patterns flowed on the surface of the sharp blades, and even the light was distorted wherever it passed.

Bo Jin subconsciously took a half step back, but at this moment he took out a talisman and burned it. In an instant, tens of thousands of medicine men rushed towards Bo Jin as if they were stimulated.

The phoenix feather, which was originally aimed at Bo Jin's heart, was only an inch away from piercing Ye Ting's heart. In just a moment, Ye Ting would die.

"Hahahaha, what do you think? How about my army of medicine men who are specifically designed to restrain you? If you want to kill me, you must kill everyone you cherish and care about on your Cang Qiong Continent one by one. I just don't know if you are willing to do that, Saint? Hahahaha."

Those familiar faces, those memories engraved in her bones, have been lingering in her mind.

The demon from outside the sky.

Unforgivable.