ALL NOVEL Chapter 1963
Chapter 1963 Ling Qingxue
Chapter 1963 Ling Qingxue
At this moment, Xuehu looked proud, and his eyes were high, as if everyone was just a small person in his eyes, and he couldn’t attract his attention at all. Everyone just dared not get angry about it.
What’s more, he is ready to meet Snow Tiger and withdraw from the competition for the blood of the ancient gods.
But at this moment, a fragrant wind swept out in the distance, bringing up endless dust.
Chen Mo fixed his eyes to see, but saw that there was an extra woman in the scene. This woman has a delicate round face and is wearing a purple cloud gauze. There are small white legs under the hollow skirt. At first glance, it gives people a stunning beauty.
“Little Fairy Cloud, is it you?” Xuehu saw the woman in front of him. He ignored the dusty dust on his face. He wiped his round eyes with his big hands, adding weird gazes.
Snow Tiger is no stranger to this woman.
If Snow Tiger is the young master of Ice and Snow City, then the woman in front of her is a fairy in the sky. She has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child and treated as a treasure.
The reason why she is called the Little Fairy in Clouds is that her origin is more profound by Snow Tiger.
Even she was a well-deserved eldest lady in the entire radius of a hundred li. Even if she was a dude like Snow Tiger, she did not dare to offend Little Fairy Cloud. From here, we could see how terrible the Little Fairy Yun was.
At this moment, the little fairy cloud looked at Xuehu faintly, and exclaimed: “I am here to compete with you for the blood of the ancient gods, so you can rest assured and do your kind of bullying.”
When he said this, Xue Hu looked embarrassed, and then looked at the little fairy with a wry smile.
“I’m relieved that Xiaoxian’s daughter has you, but I’m very curious what is your purpose here?”
Xuehu said this and stared at the little fairy cloud seriously.
Although the others did not speak, they were also curious about the little fairy in the cloud.
Even Chen Mo looked at the cloud fairy seriously.
From the outside of Little Fairy Yun, Chen Mo felt the breath that surpassed the lower gods.
No need to guess, the cloud fairy has the fighting power of a middle god.
At this moment, the little cloud fairy smashed her mouth and looked at the snow tiger proudly, “I came here naturally to find my idol. Isn’t it like you, for the blood of the ancient gods?”
After hearing this, Xuehu’s face was about to turn black.
If others ridiculed him so much, he would have already beaten him to the ground.
But this is Little Cloud Fairy, and her combat power alone can’t beat the opponent.
Especially the Little Fairy Yun is not weak, and Snow Tiger naturally does not dare to offend Little Fairy Yun.
Therefore, Snow Tiger quickly calmed down.
Immediately he looked at the little fairy on the cloud and said with a smile: “Little fairy, wouldn’t the idol you mentioned be the seventh disciple Ling Qingxue of Xumi Dongtian?”
“But why does a big person like her come here?”
After Xuehu said something, it seemed to be telling a fact. But his words surprised everyone, even if Chen Mo looked surprised, he took a deep breath.
“Ling Qingxue, the seventh direct disciple of Xumi Cave Sky, if she comes here, I should be able to join Xumi Cave Sky smoothly.”
Chen Mo came to hear about Northwestern, not to get the blood of the ancient gods, he was naturally to join the Xumi Cave, but Chen Mo did not expect that he did not encounter the glacier.
But Chen Mo was about to meet Ling Qingxue, the seventh disciple of Xumi Dongtian, which was something that Chen Mo never dreamed of, and even Chen Mo had even more expectations for the battle of purgatory.
“I hope that the direct disciple of Xumi Cave will show up and take me into Xumi Cave.”
Chen Mo continued to wait, and the others did the same.
Everyone knows that Xumi Dongtian’s direct disciples will appear, and they will all wait patiently as if they were beaten up.
Almost half an hour passed, just when everyone was impatient, a mysterious light suddenly bloomed in the sky, and a peerless shadow appeared. The moment this shadow appeared, everyone’s expression was surprised.
Because the other party was wearing a white shirt, Bingqingyujie’s body made her look like a goddess between heaven and earth, revealing a profound and extraordinary temperament. At the same time, her eyes scanned the whole direction, and the deep and clear light emerged.
“Everyone, I am Ling Qingxue and the organizer of the purgatory. I am here today to take you into the ancient mystery realm and obtain the blood of the ancient gods, so the blood of the ancient gods is not on my body.”
When Ling Qingxue’s voice fell, everyone looked surprised.
“The bloodline of the ancient **** is not outside Ling Qingxue’s body. Doesn’t that mean she wants to empty the white wolf.”
“However, this ancient mysterious realm sounds uncomfortable. Since participating in a purgatory battle is also an experience, entering the ancient mysterious realm is also an experience. It is better to enter the ancient gods secret realm.”
Everyone’s heart is trembling, and they value the ancient mysterious realm very seriously.
Even some people are already eager to try. Entering the ancient **** command will have more opportunities to get the blood of the ancient god, but staying here will have to compete with others, so everyone is happy to yearn for the ancient mysterious realm.
At this moment, Chen Mo is also very yearning for the ancient mysterious realm.
He didn’t expect that Ling Qingxue would suddenly change his tone and let everyone enter the ancient mystery realm.
This surprised Chen Mo and looked at Ling Qingxue earnestly.
However, at this moment Ling Qingxue didn’t know Chen Mo, so she didn’t look at Chen Mo.
This kind of thing was unexpected by Chen Mo, but Chen Mo felt a powerful aura from Ling Qingxue’s body. This aura was so extraordinary that Chen Mo’s eyes changed slightly.
“How strong is Ling Qingxue’s cultivation base? Why doesn’t she enter the ancient mysterious realm?”
This is what Chen Mo did not expect.
Ling Qingxue’s cultivation base surpassed everyone’s combat effectiveness, but she personally invited everyone to enter the ancient mystery realm. No matter what, this matter was not simple.
At this moment, Ling Qingxue glanced at everyone.
Then the corner of her mouth rose, and a cold smile appeared, “Everyone, I will take you to the ancient mysterious realm next. As for whether you can get the blood of the ancient god, it depends on your luck.”
After saying this, Ling Qingxue turned and walked away, her exposed back still graceful.
Everyone glanced at each other a little, and then chased Ling Qingxue up.
Ling Qingxue drove through the fog and walked all the way to the west. The little cloud fairy came to Ling Qingxue, her eyes glowing, and she looked at Ling Qingxue and said: “Sister Qingxue, in your status, why did you go to the ancient mysterious realm? Is this ancient mysterious realm extraordinary?”
After hearing this, Ling Qingxue turned her head and smiled.
This smile fascinated Little Fairy Yun.
She is Ling Qingxue’s idol. For Ling Qingxue, she is more pleasing to the eye.
At the next moment, Ling Qingxue said: “The ancient mysterious realm involves mysterious secrets. I entered the ancient mysterious realm by the order of the master, but I found that the ancient mysterious realm has the power of the ancient gods to restrict the entrance, and it is completely impossible to break it with my strength. Only then will the Purgatory War be held.”