Liu Qing didn't give her a chance to continue talking.
The thunder blade fell from the air, the blade was wrapped with crackling arcs and dazzling white light, and made a sharp sound like tearing cloth when it cut through the air.
Sheng Xiao'er hurriedly condensed a dark red magic shield. The thunder blade struck the shield, and the silver-white thunder attribute energy eroded inward along the magic lines. The surface of the shield quickly cracked into spider web-like lines.
Liu Qing pushed his left hand forward, and the second round of attacks had followed.
Countless sharp earth thorns appeared on the ground, each one attached to the residual energy of Netherworld Bone Fire, and blue sparks jumped at the tips of the earth thorns. One after another, the lightning falling from the sky became faster and faster, each one accurately blocked the direction in which Sheng Xiao'er was trying to break out.
But what Liu Qing didn't expect was that Sheng Xiao'er's combat experience was far from that of a young lady.
Even though she was injured by a sneak attack, suppressed by multiple Law Technique, and restrained by restraint attributes, she still found an opportunity to counterattack in the intensive attacks.
Her figure dodged between the earth thorns and lightning at high speed, and every time she moved, she got stuck in the gap between Liu Qing Hand Seals.
Her hands formed a complicated Law Seals on her chest, and a dark pink soul shock shot out from between her eyebrows, breaking through the air and drilling straight into Liu Qing's sea of consciousness.
What the Charm Devil family is best at has never been head-on confrontation, but crushing at the soul level. She wanted to directly destroy the traitor's sea of consciousness, turning him into an empty shell before he even had time to think of regrets.
The moment the soul impact blasted into Liu Qing's sea of consciousness, a sneer appeared on Sheng Xiao'er's lips.
Then the sneer solidified.
A phantom appeared in Liu Qing's sea of consciousness.
He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, with a fair complexion and delicate features, but his eyes seemed to contain traces of more than a thousand years.
His figure reaches a height of one hundred feet in the sea of consciousness, which is countless times larger than the shadow transformed by Sheng Xiao'er's soul impact.
He looked down at the pink shock wave, as if he were watching an insect flying into the yard.
"Get lost."
One word.
Sheng Xiao'er's soul was shaken back by this word, and her sea of consciousness shook violently, as if someone had hit the back of her head hard with a hammer.
Her body swayed, and a wisp of pale pink blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
The way she looked at Liu Qing completely changed. She was not looking at a traitor, but at an unknown existence that was completely beyond her expectation.
Thunder type Law Technique, Netherworld Bone Fire, an old monster with extremely powerful spirit. This person has been pretending from beginning to end, and is not a pawn that she can control from beginning to end.
There was no Devil Marshal left in the fortress, and it only took one breath for Sheng Xiao'er to make a judgment.
run.
Her right wing suddenly vibrated, and her whole body swept diagonally toward the teleportation array behind her.
That teleportation array was her escape route prepared in advance. She originally planned to wait until the Wind and Snow Pass war was over before leaving calmly, but now she had to activate it in advance.
She made a very clear judgment: the opponent has Law Technique and Netherworld Bone Fire of the thunder system, and there are spiritual masters assisting her in the dark. Their attributes completely restrain her, and she has no chance of winning if she continues to fight. Just activate the teleportation array and return to Central Heaven Great Region, and come back next time with the masters of the clan.
She remembered this account.
Her left hand had already touched the teleportation runestone. Just when she was about to crush the runestone, a thunder blade struck from the blind spot on her right side.
This attack was planned for a long time. Liu Qing deliberately suppressed her left wing with a frontal attack, forcing her to retreat towards the right wing, and the last thunder blade just blocked that retreat.
Sheng Xiao'er caught the crackling lightning out of the corner of her eye. She gritted her teeth. She might be able to avoid it at this moment, but once the teleportation was interrupted and the runestones shattered, she really couldn't go back.
She stood motionless, only twisting her body slightly to avoid her vital points, preparing to receive the blow forcefully.
The thunder blade cut through. The dark red flesh wing, which was about ten feet long, was severed from the root. Blood rain sprayed all over the ground. The pink magic pattern on the wing surface quickly dimmed after losing its host. The entire broken wing fell to the stone floor with a dull sound.
Sheng Xiao'er let out an extremely suppressed scream and crushed the runestones. Her body was wrapped in a twisted light, and the teleportation channel tore a space crack under her feet.
The moment the passage was about to close, she looked back at Liu Qing, as if she wanted to carve this face into her bones.
Then the passage closed, and Sheng Xiao'er disappeared into the air, leaving only a pool of pale pink blood on the stone slab and the broken wing that was still twitching slightly.
Liu Qing stood there, breathing heavily.
Five Elements Mutual Generation Pearl slowly stopped spinning in his palm, and the five-color light on the surface of the bead had dimmed by 70%. He lowered his head and glanced - there were several small cracks on the bead, and the extreme increase just now almost exceeded the upper limit of the bead's endurance.
He carefully took back the bead Storage Bag, and then put Netherworld Bone Fire into his body. The blue flames flashed in his palm and then sank into his skin.
"It's not advisable to stay for a long time."
The master's voice rang out in his sea of consciousness, carrying a rare hint of exhaustion.
Liu Qing nodded, and he quickly walked to the corner of the stone room, picked up the fragments of the jade plate left by Sheng Xiao'er, and took away several items from the table that exuded spiritual power fluctuations.
Then he turned around and walked out of the stone room, following the passage that he had already figured out, and heading straight to the Devil Race treasure house.
The door of the treasure house was split open by his thunder blade, and it was filled with loot Devil Race seized from the human race over the past hundreds of years, Law Artifact, pills, Spirit Stone, Cultivation Method Jade Slip, there are also a large number of rare spiritual materials that cannot be named, Liu Qing has no time to look carefully, so they are all stored in the storage ring.
All the Devil Race seized over hundreds of years now belong to him, and there is no loss at all.
After doing all this, he exited the treasure house. With a flip of his right hand, Netherworld Bone Fire ignited again, this time without the increase of Five Elements Mutual Generation Pearl, Flame was only the size of a fist.
He pressed Flame against the stone wall, and the faint blue flames spread along the gaps in the wall, burning stronger and faster. The stone of Black Stone Fortress gradually carbonized, cracked, and collapsed under the burning of Netherworld Bone Fire.
Liu Qing glanced at the fortress behind him that was swallowed up by Flame, turned around and walked quickly into the dense forest, and his figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the gray-black tree shadows.
Black Stone Fortress made a crackling sound in the flames. The fire spread from the core stone chamber outwards, and the faint blue firelight reflected in the sky above Devil Domain Forest, like a falling cold star.
Deep in the fortress, in a stone room sealed by magic patterns.
Youlun sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and the sounds of fighting, explosions, and collapses outside continued to reach his ears.
He didn't panic or run. It wasn't until all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the crackling sound of Netherworld Bone Fire burning, that he slowly stood up, straightened his gray cloak, and pushed open the door of the stone room.
Flame spread in the passage, and the faint blue tongue of fire licked the stone walls on both sides.
Youlun walked through Flame, a very faint Spirit Rune shimmered on the ring finger of his left hand, and Netherworld Bone Fire automatically separated in front of him, as if being pushed to both sides by an invisible hand, without even catching a hair.
He followed the lingering smell in the air to the core stone chamber. Most of the stone chamber had collapsed, and rubble and broken stone pillars were piled on the ground.
His eyes fell on the dark red broken wing about ten feet long in the center of the ground - the magic patterns on the wing had not completely dissipated, and it glowed with a dim pink luster under the blue firelight.
A smile appeared on Youlun's mouth.
He squatted down, stretched out his fingers and dipped a little blood on the section of the broken wing that had not yet solidified, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then took a deep breath and put the entire broken wing into the storage space inside his body.
He stood up straight and took out a palm-sized rune stone from his arms.
This runestone was obviously more delicate than the one used by Sheng Xiao'er. The surface was densely engraved with Spirit Rune, and every line exuded a pale golden shimmer. He crushed the runestone into pieces, and a twisted space crack opened in front of him.
Before Youlun stepped into the crack, he looked back at the Black Stone Fortress, which was about to completely collapse. Then he walked into the crack and disappeared.
The cracks closed, and the entire Black Stone Fortress collapsed amid the burning of Netherworld Bone Fire. Huge black stones and burning wooden beams fell to the ground, splashing sparks into the sky.
The faint blue Flame sprang out from the ruins, dyeing the forest with a radius of dozens of feet with a cold blue light. Deep in the Devil Domain Forest, the Devil Race outpost fortress that had been entrenched for hundreds of years was completely reduced to ruins in the flames.