My Demon Queen

Chapter 142 Mu Wushuang's Outburst

"You little bastard...are you sure Mo Qingcheng needs my help?"

Ye An widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his gaze was fixed on Mo Qingcheng in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng's graceful body was tightly surrounded by a layer of deep purple lightning. She stood with her head held high, as if she had become the absolute focus of the whole world.

Each bolt of lightning was like a nimble snake, leaping happily beside her.

Mo Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was cold and focused, and his tightly pursed lips revealed a sense of determination.

She held the mysterious sword tightly in one hand, and the blade flashed a heart-pounding purple light.

This sword seemed to have merged with her, becoming an extension of her power.

As she swung her arm, the lightning on the blade became brighter and brighter, revealing a frightening and dangerous aura.

Ye An swallowed hard, staring at Mo Qingcheng without blinking.

Such a Mo Qingcheng is so attractive, mysterious, powerful and beautiful, any one of these characteristics is enough to attract people's attention.

The phantom Ye An lay quietly in the space of consciousness, looking at the scene with his head tilted to the side. There was fear and helplessness in his eyes. In the end, he chose to remain silent and did not answer Ye An's words.

The real spirit not far away looked like it had seen a ghost, staring at Mo Qingcheng with its eyes fixed, its pupils shrinking sharply, its mouth wide open, its face full of disbelief.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? You are in the Tribulation Crossing Stage and have been cut off from the spiritual power of heaven and earth. How is it possible that you can still use such a huge thunder force? Who are you..."

The true spirit roared madly at Mo Qingcheng, and its body trembled slightly due to extreme shock.

It's no wonder that the True Spirit would lose its composure like this. The peak of the Tribulation Period is very powerful, but the strong people who have entered the Tribulation Period also have their own limitations, because entering the Tribulation Period is also the peak of the perception of heaven and earth, so if the connection between heaven and earth is cut off, then the strong people in the Tribulation Period can only use their own strength and cannot use the power of heaven and earth.

But Mo Qingcheng broke this rule. Even when the connection between heaven and earth was cut off, he could still use his own body to draw the power of thunder between heaven and earth. This could not help but make the true spirit that controlled the creation fairyland feel deeply terrified. His hands clenched unconsciously, and veins on his forehead bulged.

“Who… told you that I’m only at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Stage. I can’t kill you at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Stage. So… how about the Ascension Stage…”

Mo Qingcheng spoke indifferently, his voice was clear and cold, like a cold spring.

The ocean of spiritual energy in her body began to surge, and the lightning outside her body also felt Mo Qingcheng's violent power and began to condense, solidify, and grow stronger little by little.

The dark clouds above their heads began to grow thicker, and the thunder and lightning in the clouds became more active, as if cheering for their king.

The True Spirit looked at Mo Qingcheng in disbelief, muttering, "Ascension Realm, how is it possible, how is it possible, this world no longer allows strong people in the Ascension Realm."

His body unconsciously took a few steps back, his face full of fear.

Mo Qingcheng also heard the words of the true spirit keenly, frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he made a decision.

She took a deep breath and began to gather the last bit of her strength. Once this bit of strength returned, she would surpass her previous self.

"Ascension Realm? Mo Qingcheng is going to enter Ascension Realm?"

Ye An stared at Mo Qingcheng blankly, his mouth slightly open, his eyes full of confusion and loss. He always felt that the distance between him and Mo Qingcheng was getting farther and farther.

The other side of the battlefield

Mu Wushuang and Xiaorou were trapped by the true spirit of the Creation Fairyland. Xiaorou struggled desperately to break free. Her delicate face turned red due to the effort and her eyes were full of anxiety and tears.

"Why am I so weak? This is the fourth time that Big Brother Ye has saved me. Am I going to watch Big Brother Ye fall into a dead end this time?"

She cursed herself over and over in her heart.

"what……"

Xiao Rou roared unwillingly. Her Nascent Soul stage strength exploded to the extreme, but it was of no use at all.

Her tears kept rolling down like beads from a broken string, and her delicate body trembled slightly with anger and helplessness.

Long Aotian looked at Xiaorou roaring unwillingly, her delicate little face full of tears, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.

From the moment he saw Xiao Rou for the first time, Long Aotian had a feeling attracted to her. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of concern. He tried to break free again, but was still helpless and could only watch Xiao Rou collapse.

Xiao Lin also heard the roar. He turned his gaze back and saw Xiao Rou's appearance. He put away his joking and mocking thoughts and just watched quietly with a complicated expression on his face.

Gu Shuchen was no longer able to struggle, and he lay on the ground, looking at the direction where Ye An was going. His eyes were full of confusion and thought, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched: Are we all wrong? Is Mu Wushuang right? Is such a person a disaster star?

Mu Wushuang was looking in the direction where Ye An left from beginning to end. Her pair of jade hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white from the force.

She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her eyes firm: Ye An, the second time, the second time...

Then Mu Wushuang took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body burst out completely. Even other people could feel this cold spiritual power.

But they were all imprisoned and could only resist Mu Wushuang's cold spiritual power with difficulty, with one exception. The cold power seemed to be following orders and bypassed Xiaorou who was still crying.

Slowly, with Mu Wushuang as the center, the cold wave began to gather towards Mu Wushuang like the ice of doomsday.

Mu Wushuang's whole body was shaking, her face lost all color and became even paler, and her black hair was gradually fading and turning gray.

"Boom~"

The void in the distance broke open, and a beautiful figure walked in front of everyone with elegant steps.

But everyone was paying attention to Mu Wushuang's cold wave, and no one saw this figure.

Mo Ruxue looked at Mu Wushuang with her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and glanced at everyone again. Finally, her gaze fixed on Xiaorou, only to find that they were imprisoned in place by the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she was about to stop Mu Wushuang.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang's cold wave had covered the power of heaven and earth that imprisoned her. Then Mu Wushuang let out a delicate cry, and the power of heaven and earth that imprisoned her shattered like broken ice.

Mu Wushuang also became extremely weak at this moment, her body was shaky, but before she could recover, she rushed towards Ye An, whispering softly: "Ye An, wait for me."