亚洲伊人久久大香线蕉

Chapter 914: The Real and Fake Beiting Huang

The Divine Lord gritted his teeth and said these words word by word. His

aggro had already corroded his nerves, causing him to be unable to speak properly.

At this moment, the trace of divine sense that was connected to the life cage that imprisoned Mu Qingling in his sea of consciousness suddenly broke. The Divine Lord suddenly looked up at Beiting Huang in front of him and realized that the mask on his face had disappeared, revealing a face that he did not recognize at all.

The night was quiet, and the entire Holy City felt like a storm was coming. Other than the wind blowing from the Starmoon Plains, there was no sound in the entire Divine Hall of Judgment. Even the temple warriors guarding the hall tried their best to hold their breaths. In this atmosphere, people instinctively did not want to make any sound, even if it was the sound of breathing.

Even the night wind could not blow away the gloominess that enveloped the Holy City.

The atmosphere was too strange. The chief of the Judgement Warriors, who was in charge of guarding the hall, deliberately took heavy steps and shuttled through the entrance of the hall. He raised his voice and arranged for the people guarding the hall to change guards with the people outside the hall. “Cheer up. It’ll be over after tonight. The Divine Lord said that as long as the mission is completed well, everyone who contributed tonight will be rewarded!”

“That’s great. What reward? Boss, tell us!”

Their spirits instantly soared. They did not care if there would be a reward tomorrow. As long as they passed the night peacefully, everything would be fine.

“Pfft!”

A chuckle came from behind him, filled with evil and strange laughter. It instantly made one’s hair stand on end. One of the temple warriors suddenly turned around and saw a silver light flash in front of him. His body involuntarily softened until he fell to the ground. Blood spewed out from his neck like a spring.

He was dead!

The silver light was like the scythe of the god of death. When it streaked across the air, the warriors guarding the door did not have time to do anything. Before everyone fell, they only felt a cold feeling pass their necks and report to the King of Hell.

“Hmph, Assassination will always be my specialty. You can only blame your Divine Lord for provoking me! ”

A figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. It was exactly the same as the figure he had seen on the city tower. The difference was that this was the real Beiting Huang, the little beggar who had been brought into the Judgment Hall by Fang Chi. At this moment, she was holding a cold dagger in her hand. Her bloodthirsty, poisonous, god-killing, and bewitching magic stats helped her carry out the assassination to the extreme.

The team of more than ten people fell to the ground the moment the cold light of the Ultimate Kill arrived. The blood that was left was almost instantly devoured by the Ultimate Kill and emitted an increasingly intoxicating and cold light again.

In the life cage in the hall, the Blood-Eyed Demon Ape, who had been watching outside, quickly woke Mu Qingling up when he saw the person.

“Master, she’s here!”

She’s here! She’s really here!

Mu Qingling was instantly jolted awake. She got up from the cage and looked at Beiting Huang, who was walking over on the moon. She was wearing an exquisite black robe with nine layers of Red Spider Lily woven with silver threads at the cuffs. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind. Under the silver mask, her black eyes were as bright and demonic as stars in the winter night. She walked over with a cold aura, as domineering as a king..