C55 (2/2)

”Demonic Ghost Sound.” Xia Hou Qing took out the zither Dongfang Yaruo had given her the night before from the space between them. She flicked her fingers and the wailing ghost moved towards Dongfang Xiao, who was already on fire.

AHH!” Dongfang Xiaoran mournfully knelt on one knee. His body was set ablaze by lightning, and fiery black sparks were leaping on his skin. An ear-piercing, ear-piercing sound of an ancient zither was constantly being injected into his ears. Dongfang Xiaoran felt as if her entire body was about to explode. The blue spirit energy in her dantian violently rampaged about, causing Dongfang Xiaoran even more pain.

The blue tear stone that contained Dongfang Xiaoran's blood essence arrived right in front of Xiahou Qingqing. She was about to wave it away, but the drop of blood essence suddenly disappeared when she was one meter away from Xiahou Qingqing!

On the high platform, Dongfang Xiaoran, who was constantly being attacked by the black lightning, had already started to burn. Below the stage, Murong Jinfeng's eyes were completely red. Her slender hands were clenched into fists as she stared at the vicious woman in front of her. This black lightning, Murong Jinfeng was not a stranger to it.

This lightning was something that only ancient spiritual roots would have after they broke through the tribulation clouds. How could Xiahou Qingqing have such a thing? Was Dongfang Xiaoran going to die here?

Bang

Followed by a loud bang, the thundercloud stopped rumbling. Murong Jinfeng couldn't help but to step forward, ”Your majesty, please stop the battle.”

”Oh ~ ~” Chu Qingkun's face was filled with interest. He never thought that the usually aloof Murong Jinfeng would plead for mercy on behalf of Dongfang Xiaoran.

”You are very familiar with the Fifth Miss of the Dongfang family?”

”Yes. She's my best friend. ”

”Oh ~ ~ ~” Chu Qingkun dragged his long and narrow eyes as he looked at Murong Jinfeng, ”But I want to see how powerful this black lightning is. If possible, this will be the ultimate move of our country.”

”Emperor!”

Murong Jin's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't thought that Chu Qingkun would reject his suggestion. Hadn't the Royal Family always wanted to get their hands on the Murong Family's Fire Cloud Sword? Murong Jinfeng was determined, ”If you are willing …”

Before he could finish his sentence, Lei Yun, who was on the high platform, threw down his final attack. Murong Jinfeng was so scared that he lost his breath. This time, his master will not let him go. He will not be able to get through this for the rest of his life.

The constantly changing Little White suddenly charged towards Dongfang Xiaoran. With a howl, it's petite body collided with the lightning bucket as well.

”Aowu …” ”Roar ~ ~ ~” The situation changed very quickly and everyone thought that this spirit beast was dead for sure, even Murong Jinfeng thought so. He didn't expect Little White to emit a red light from the corner of the crack. Its body also quickly grew and eventually became two meters tall. Little White had broken through!

Whitey's dignified eyes stared at Xiahou Qingqing as if it were looking at a dead man. Whitey suddenly struck out with its palm towards Xiahou Qingqing, instantly sending her flying off the platform while spitting out blood.

The entire audience was shocked.