Chapter 246 It’s okay
Rong Qing was ecstatic when she saw it.
Princess Ji retreated very quickly, but how could her speed be compared to Rong Qing's! !
Rong Qing transformed into a ray of light and rushed in front of Princess Ji in an instant. Using the hand as a knife, the huge force generated at such a speed actually penetrated Princess Ji's abdomen and penetrated her Xu Gu.
"Huh?"
Rong Qing sighed softly. The attack succeeded, but also... failed.
She accurately penetrated Princess Ji's virtual valley, but failed to capture the opponent's soul. The palm of the hand that came out of the abdominal cavity was empty.
Princess Ji’s spirit is not in the Void Valley?
Although Rong Qing has not yet become a god, she knows that the soul of the monk lives in the Void Valley. The so-called virtual valley is transformed from Dantian. For example, although Rong Qing has not yet given birth to the soul, her Dantian has already turned into a virtual valley.
The beating of the drum-like heart in Princess Ji's chest suddenly stopped.
"Ahem..."
Blood with a faint fragrance always overflowed from the corners of her mouth, staining half of her mask red. This is her pet peeve.
As Rong Qing's palm was withdrawn from Princess Ji's abdomen, Princess Ji's entire body could no longer hold up and fell to the ground.
Looking at Princess Ji Rong Qing who was helpless and collapsed on the ground, she was a little surprised. She couldn't survive so soon?
I then figured it out...not everyone can have a perverted regenerative Taoist charm like Rong Qing. Even if there is no opportunity for some of the nine transformations of the gods, they will not be able to comprehend the relevant Taoist rhyme.
Rong Qing's blow just now, even if it didn't crush Princess Ji's spirit, completely destroyed the opponent's virtual valley. This is a real serious injury to the Avatar. At least there is no strength to fight anymore.
Reaching this step is what all the cultivators fear. Because they only have the last glimmer of hope left, the soul. But if the enemy can kill them to this point, can their souls escape? !
Rong Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and the big thunder of destruction in her left eye was hesitant. Now in his spiritual sense, he can clearly detect where Princess Ji's vitality is flowing...
It was the pure white mask on her face. It turns out that the soul is hidden there.
The blood poured on the mask was quickly absorbed by the mask.
However, this is of no use. Without the host's mask, there is no ability to resist.
It's all coming to an end.
Everything is finally coming to an end...
Princess Ji's gaze fell on the sky through the mask.
It was the first time that the highest and farthest sky was so close and deep in her eyes.
So close that it seems within reach. So deep that she felt like she was about to be swallowed up.
"Why?" She thought to herself, even if there was someone standing next to her who could truly kill her at any time. "If you want me to die today, why let me live on that day..."
The glory of Ji's dynasty was in her memory as if it was yesterday.
But this one thousand years of low-key dormancy took up most of her life. Compared with it, the mere ten years as Princess Ji were nothing to mention.
However, at the end of her life, she seemed to be able to hear her life passing quickly, and the voice deep in her memory appeared in her ears again.
"Chou'er...Chou'er, I love you most."
ridiculous.
When Ji Chou'er heard these words, she could only see the countless secret malice hidden behind the many palaces. If it was really for her own good, why would she have to go through all kinds of tricks to get the Hades technique?
Ji Chou'er struggled to turn her head, wanting to take another look at the person on the throne.
Could it be that with her such beauty, there is not even one person in the world who loves her...
However, such a wish is destined to come true. A huge pressure immobilized her head. There was also darkness before his eyes.
It turned out that the five fingers of Rong Qing's right hand were firmly pressing on her mask, and the palm of her hand completely blocked Ji Chou'er's sight.
"Ahhhhhhhh-" Ji Chou'er screamed miserably. Huge pain burst out from the depths of her soul, as if the pain alone could tear her soul apart.
However, Rong Qing seemed oblivious, grabbing the snow-white mask firmly with her five fingers and pulling it away from Princess Ji's face.
Hongfei arrived at the top of the mountain amidst this shrill scream. The black-feathered bird on the shoulder shivered as if frightened.
The scene before him was extremely shocking. One glance shocked Hong Fei, making her unable to distract herself from looking at her Taoist companion.
To say that Rong Qing pulled off Concubine Ji's mask would be better to say that she had torn off Concubine Ji's face.
As the mask was pulled away inch by inch, what was revealed was Ji Chou'er's bright red and tender flesh and blood, with blood vessels beating faintly inside.
Princess Ji's soul should be in the sea of consciousness on her head, and the tentacle-like things extending from it are closely connected to the snow-white mask. Now they are all torn apart, and the disintegrated breath of the soul turns into bright light and disappears between heaven and earth.
Rong Qing could see clearly that the soul without the mask instantly became sluggish, and he was afraid that it would not be long before it completely dissipated.
Princess Ji no longer poses any threat.
Rong Qing held the "fresh" mask in her hand, and half of her attention fell on the sword masters in the palace who were quietly watching all this. They didn't seem to have any violent reaction to it. Even Zhong Xiu next to Hong Fei couldn't arouse much interest among them.
Rong Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the sword masters did nothing. Rong Qing's current move was considered a last resort. Should she leave Jianzong and put on a mask for Zhong Xiu... Then she would have to face the God-Transformation Thunder Tribulation. She was not sure how long it would take to overcome the calamity. If it takes too long, she can hold on, but Zhong Xiu may not.
Hong Fei and Rong Qing's eyes met, and they understood each other's meaning. They immediately made a hand seal with both hands to open the ban on the ice jade platform.
At the same time, Rong Qing flipped her left hand, and another pure white mask appeared in her hand. If she hadn't personally peeled off the mask from Princess Ji's face, it would have been impossible to tell which one was the superior mask just from the appearance.
Rong Qing took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, and put the mask from Princess Ji on Zhong Xiu's face. The hand that had always been extremely stable was actually trembling slightly...
She has been waiting for this moment for too long...
Now, what she asked for is finally coming true.
Hong Fei on the side couldn't help but hold his breath...
The snow-white mask completely covered Zhong Xiu's face. Rong Qing could feel the large amount of vitality bursting from the mask and the invisible breath entering her body along Zhong Xiu's texture.
Obviously Zhong Xiu's hair is still gray, and even his skin is dry and saggy. But the breath that was originally like a gossamer gradually began to calm down.
The reversal of life and death is not that fast, but the breathing becomes stronger is a good sign.
Zhong Xiu's eyelids moved, as if he was about to wake up. Seeing this, Rong Qing put the remaining mask on her face, covering her face that was recovering and looked a little scary.
As a monk, and a great monk who is about to become a god, Rong Qing has extremely high acumen. Putting the mask on your face, it feels more intuitive.
Invisible tentacles seemed to emerge from the mask and pierce into her face, trying to connect with her soul. It’s just that Rong Qing has no soul to contact her now...
But even so, Rong Qing still felt something coming out of the depths of her body, following the mask to an unknown place.
Sensing Zhong Xiu's increasingly powerful heartbeat, Rong Qing secretly thought that it might be the invisible Shou Yuan.
However, this was just what she wanted. Rong Qing smiled and looked at Zhong Xiu who slowly opened his eyes.
"Sir..." Zhong Xiu murmured softly. Even through the mask, he could still recognize him through the crossed eyes.
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't hold back a slight cough.
Rong Qing reached out to touch the side of her face and said softly, "It's okay."
"Yes." Zhong Xiu raised his fingertips and gently touched the back of Rong Qing's hand.
Feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, Rong Qing felt that the world was very, very good to her Rong Qing to be like this.
(End of chapter)