PFC Chapter 466 Qinghong’s stance
Chapter 466 Qinghong’s stance
This scene made the heads of the four great immortals of Sensual Haixi and some of their direct disciples have a clear mind.
Song Zhi frowned: "Qinghong is really hurting it?
How can it be? "
Yaoyei murmured: "I suddenly remembered something, and then I understood what you said, Island Master?
Was the Qinghong Sword originally in Wan He's body? "
Song Zhi paused for a moment and looked much older: "Region Lord Yan Mo is really gone?"
When he is gone, the oblivion spell used on them will become ineffective.
Yao Wei's words made him suddenly remember many things at this moment.
I saw the scene of Wan He's battle with Yao Yu in the Kunlun Snow Region. I saw Wan He breaking the Nine Turns Flag and controlling the Qinghong Sword with his own strength. I saw the seal on Wan He's body being released, and his realm was close to that of Nascent Soul.
I saw her holy fire spirit vein summoning the fire phoenix, I saw her holding the Tianhua umbrella, calling for wind and rain, and her fighting spirit was soaring.
He saw Ah Luo in a trance at that time, so he saw it right. ,
He also remembered that at the giant spirit clan's cabin, Yan Mo, smelling of alcohol, appeared with Wan He and played him a piece of music he had never heard before.
The two of them played together, which was unprecedentedly powerful and powerful.
This is how Yang Ah He was handed over in a daze. After he was handed over, Wan He made a comeback, planted a dream on him, completely sneaked into that corner of his heart, and even used this to make him unable to live or die.
It was Yan Mo who used the Forgetting Curse on him. When he got up the next day, he was deeply suspicious, but when he saw Yan Mo's pure and clean body, he gave up his suspicion.
Looking at it this way, he is really easy to deceive, just like a child.
At this moment, Song Zhi desperately hoped that Yan Mo was still alive, so that he would not be able to remember the things that made him want to beat his chest.
Wan He was able to create dreams for him and get into the corners of his heart. It was obvious that she already fully knew his secret.
On that night, she had murderous intentions towards herself. What did it mean? It meant that she was the demon princess Aluo.
In fact, he had already spied on the truth countless times, but he always missed the truth.
This is all thanks to Wan He's good master, Yan Mo, who always wipes his butt quickly and cleanly at critical moments.
Yao Wei's reaction was slightly milder than his, but it was still not as painful as it was.
He actually rejected the reincarnation of the demon princess, and refused Wan He, who had the blood of the ancient gods, to become his disciple?
Who gave him the courage?
However, if Wan He joined the Leiyin Sect back then, would he and Yan Mo end up the same now?
After much deliberation, he gave up. Even if Wan He became a member of the Leiyin Sect, he would not be able to hide Wan He as well as Yan Mo did. In the end, the entire sect might fall.
Not only did he not have Yan Mo's two moves, he also did not have Yan Mo's courage, nor did he have Yan Mo's courage and perfect calculation.
That’s all.
At this moment, thinking about these is all nonsense.
Wen Zhuo, Liu Qing, Wu Si and Song Qingyun all turned pale.
Wen Zhuo: "Is it the Qinghong Sword? Isn't the Qinghong Sword in Wan He's body?
Is it really going to hurt Wanhe? "
After saying that, he was stunned. It was strange. How could he say that Qinghong Sword was in Wan He's body?
Liu Qing looked over and said: "Senior Brother, there are suddenly many pictures in my mind, and I remember that you were also present at that time.
Wan He, she has the Qinghong Sword in her body, right?
How could Qinghong Sword hurt her? "
As the flames disappeared, those who had been cast the Forgetting Curse remembered some scenes that should or should not be remembered.
But the scene didn’t give them much time to think about it and discuss it.
At the moment when everyone was thinking, Qingwan had already rushed to Qinghong Sword.
She knew that the Qinghong Sword was an ancient artifact, and with her current abilities, she could not control the Qinghong Sword to continue attacking Wan He, but she still wanted to give it a try.
Because, Qingwan understood that she could not watch Qinghong Sword assassinate Wan He and do nothing. Even if the mantis was used as a chariot, even if it was a drop in the bucket, even if it meant death, she would not flinch.
Qingwan raised his sword with both hands and struck it down from top to bottom.
"when"
Her sword broke into two pieces without any surprise.
Liu Bei shouted: "Little junior sister can't stop the Qinghong Sword!"
Mu Xiao shook his head: "That's the Qinghong Sword. Junior Sister should know it very well!"
Zaiyu waved his hand, drew out his sword, and rushed over.
Wan He's eyebrows moved slightly as he watched Qingwan's sword break into two pieces, but the Qinghong Sword remained unchanged.
Seeing Qingwan trying to hold the blade with both hands, Wanhe spoke: "Qingwan, you can't stop it at all, stand back!"
Qingwan was surprised. She had never heard Wanhe speak to her in such a tone.
"No, even if you order me, I won't leave!"
As soon as the word "open" came out, Wan He waved his hand and Qing Wan was immediately ejected before Qing Hong Sword even touched it.
It happened to hit Zaiyu who was flying over.
The two of them were blown away by Wan He's spiritual power. Wan He locked his eyes on Qinghong, exerted force on his feet, and suddenly pushed towards Qinghong.
This scene once again made those present dumbfounded, and some of them covered their mouths and screamed.
"What does Wan He want to do?"
"Oh my God, does she want to kill herself?"
Who has seen this style of play?
Even though he has a strong head, he didn’t fly with the ancient artifact on his forehead.
Song Zhi clenched his hands tightly and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, a picture of mist and rain unfolded horizontally, stretching up and down, completely surrounding the Qinghong Sword.
Yao Wei was stunned for a moment, then when he realized what he was doing, he also appeared behind the Qinghong Sword in a flash. The red phoenix pestle came out sideways and aimed towards the Qinghong Sword.
However, the red phoenix pestle on the Qinghong Sword never returned to Wei Wei's hand.
Even Dai Yaoyei was hit in the chest by a divine force, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards limply.
Ling Han could see clearly that it was Zi Xi who took action.
"This is a duel between me and myself. You monks, don't seek death!"
Then came Songzhi's picture of mist and rain. As soon as it wrapped around the Qinghong Sword, numerous cracks appeared.
A puff of white smoke dissipated, and outlines of various strange beasts appeared in the sky. Each shape was different, but they all disappeared with a gust of wind.
Song Zhi covered his chest and choked out a mouthful of blood. His divine power turned out to be so domineering and powerful. He knew that even Yan Mo couldn't resist the Savage Empress, and he was certainly no match for her.
But there was a voice in his heart telling him that he had to do something. Three hundred years ago, he made a mistake. Three hundred years later, he wanted to make a new choice.
So he came, lonely and courageous, and left unwillingly.
Ling Han and Qin Yuanqian rushed over without saying a word. From now on, the disciples of the Four Immortals had no reason to watch.
Disciples from different sects kept flying over to help Wan He fight against Zi Xi. From time to time, some disciples were knocked away, but soon another disciple got up, flew over unsteadily, and then stood in front of Wan He.
Wan He suddenly remembered Huang Liang's dream at the eighth level. She dreamed of the five great immortal sect disciples, all standing in front of her without retreating at all.
This scene was a precedent set by Qingwan. Each sect leader took over the relay and the disciples of each sect gathered their strength.