Seeing Ye Qing slowly raising the immortal sword Taibai, Wu Tianmie couldn't help but look ashen and despairing.
He didn’t understand where the mortal in front of him got such courage.
Obviously they know that the Burial Clan is the most terrifying and oldest ethnic group in the world, and even the immortals are no match for them.
After he knew the news that the Burial Clan was about to go down to the next world, why didn't he immediately kneel down and kowtow to himself to beg for mercy.
On the contrary, he still spoke so rudely, even openly declaring war with the Burial Clan.
This mortal is simply beyond the reach of common sense.
But after a second thought, Wu Tianmie suddenly felt relieved.
If a mortal could judge by common sense, how could he become an immortal directly without relying on the path to becoming an immortal, and also kill the entire God Burial Clan?
Until this moment, there was no longer any desire to live in Wu Tian Mie's heart, only deep regret.
I had known that such a terrifying guy existed in the human race.
No matter what he said, it was impossible for him to foolishly start some dark turmoil with the reincarnation tribe and the undead tribe.
It is even more impossible to act stupidly and attack the Confucian Temple directly.
“Damage the devil!”
Ye Qing shouted deeply and swung his sword unhurriedly.
Wuntian Mie's body instantly turned into powder, and was completely destroyed. His soul was scattered, leaving not even half an inch of bones.
The whole place was silent, and everyone's faces were filled with shock.
One of the three ancient blood descendants, the leader of the Buried God Clan, the most powerful immortal.
He was killed by Ye Qing with one sword without any hesitation.
This terrifying and domineering strength and pressure made them all feel an unprecedented sense of security.
Is this... the confidence to have a real immortal sitting in charge?
"The God Burial Clan...are all destroyed!"
"We win!"
"Long live the Ye Emperor!"
"Long live the Ye Emperor!"
< br>As the ancestral spirit formation slowly disappeared, the more than a thousand survivors in the formation were all so excited that they cried with joy. They knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted loudly, with faces full of piety and gratitude.
The name everyone called was Ye Huang, but not a word was mentioned about the other three emperors.
Seeing this, Master Xuankong couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sure enough, as long as we act together with Emperor Ye, all the limelight will be stolen by him."
"It seems that we didn't fight hard just now. They are fighting to the death, but they are all paddling."
"There is nothing we can do about it."
Mo Kuangzi shrugged and said with a helpless smile, "After all, Ye Huang's. The strength is far superior to ours.”
"It is an honor for the three of us to be able to join him as the Four Emperors."
"I, the master of the Confucian Temple, have been reduced to a supporting role, let alone you?"
Dongfang Li The man smiled and said, "Emperor Buddha, Emperor Wen, please don't complain."
"If Emperor Ye hadn't been here today and directly killed three powerful immortals from the God Burial Clan, this victory would have been impossible." The outcome is yet to be determined.”
“Now that the God Burial Clan has been wiped out, this dark turmoil will soon come to an end.”
"Of course this honor should belong to Emperor Ye."
Faced with the roaring crowds and worshipers, Ye Qing always smiled and nodded to everyone.
When he came to Dongfang Liren, he just looked at him and frowned slightly, with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
"Palace Master Dongfang, are you injured?"
"No, no."
Dongfang Liren shook his head hastily, "It's just a small injury, it's not a problem." Ye Qing said lightly, "Palace Master Dongfang, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."
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“The Blood Burying Poison of the God Burying Clan is the most terrifying poison in the world.”
“Although you can still suppress it with spiritual power, if you don’t deal with it in time, your The blood will soon be contaminated with toxins, and then spread throughout the body."
"Stand still, I will help you deal with the wound first."
Immediately, Ye Qing waved the immortal sword Taibai and directly opened a space crack
In order to protect Dongfang Liren's privacy, he brought her to the empty crack space to help her heal her injuries.
Ye Qing took off Dongfang Liren's blood-stained red robe, revealing a bra embroidered with red and gold phoenix patterns.
That pair of snow-white and slender long legs makes people want to have wild thoughts.
The exposed snow-white skin and proud figure made Ye Qing's calm heart feel a little fluttering.
Dongfang Liren's appearance is simply too beautiful.
Beautiful enough to overwhelm all sentient beings, even immortals.
Especially at this moment, Dongfang Liren's fair and delicate body, covered with several battle wounds, looked even more delicate and touching, making people feel loved and pitiful.
Facing Ye Qing’s direct gaze, Dongfang Liren’s pretty face turned red to the point of bleeding. He lowered his head and said shyly, “Ye Huang, please hurry up?”
"Okay, I'll help you detoxify."
Ye Qing stepped forward, placed two fingers between his index fingers, and touched the fingertips to the purple scar on his chest.
Immediately closed my eyes, poured the immortal power into Dongfang Liren's body, and then forced out the speed.
Feeling the majestic immortal power entering his body, Dongfang Liren felt a tremor of heat all over his body, his pale face gradually turned red, his breathing became extremely rapid, and his eyes became more and more blurred.
"Ye Huang, be gentler."
"I... can't stand it..."
Ye Qing ignored Dongfang Liren's plea for mercy and still poured a large amount of immortal power into Dongfang Liren's body.
After about three to five minutes, all the blood-killing poison in Dongfang Liren's body was finally forced out of his body.
And her whole body was drained of strength, and she collapsed in Ye Qing's arms, her delicate body trembling slightly.
"Ye Huang, thank you so much..."
"Please go out first and let me rest for a while..."
...
This battle against the dark turmoil achieved an initial victory with the complete annihilation of the Burial God Clan.
In the evening, Ye Qing, Mo Kuangzi, Master Xuankong, and Dongfang Liren sat together in the sanctuary of the Confucian Temple.
Master Xuankong drank tea while the other three tasted wine.
“Three of you, thank you for your help and helping our Confucian Temple get rid of this dark turmoil first.”
Kuangzi Mo cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said seriously, "Mo is here, on behalf of the entire Confucian Temple, to thank you three for your kindness!"
"Master Mo Temple, you don't have to be polite."
Xuan Kong The master waved his hand and said cheerfully, "We are the first to support the Confucian Temple, and it is not entirely for you."
"Moreover, as Ye Huang said, the Confucian Temple is the inheritance of human culture. The beginning and end of human civilization must not fall into the hands of those evil beasts."
"Now that we have killed all the Burial Gods and defended the Confucian Temple, it means that we have successfully protected the human civilization."
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"Even if the other two ancient blood descendants continue to be rampant, they can't wipe out our race!"
Dongfang Liren squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "And they can't be rampant now. "
"Our next step is to eliminate all the undead and reincarnation tribes and end this dark chaos!" (End of this chapter)