Chapter 150 Daqin Is a Barbarian Country? Ridiculous, Kill Them All!

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please spare Fairy Qinglian!"

"I am willing to serve Your Majesty..."

As Ye Xuewei's thoughts turned, the other women had already knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged.

However, Qin Mu looked at this scene indifferently, unmoved.

Crack!

Liusu whipped the whip again, and after a crisp sound.

"Ah——"

A shrill scream rang out.

Bang! Bang! ——

One whip after another, whipping Ye Qinglian non-stop.

"Ah! Qin Mu, you will not die well!"

Ye Qinglian was beaten so furious that she screamed continuously.

"I will remember you. When I get out of this predicament, I will definitely torture you to death!"

Ye Qinglian's beautiful eyes almost spewed fire.

At this time, Ye Qinglian's clothes were in disarray, and her snow-white skin was full of bruises and swellings. It was obvious that she was already scarred.

Moreover, the whipping performed by Liusu was quite mysterious. It not only whipped the body, but also penetrated the soul, causing Ye Qinglian's soul to ache and become dazed.

If she was not a saint, she would have collapsed long ago!

But even so, Ye Qinglian was about to give up. She looked listless, her head drooped slightly, and she couldn't even curse.

"Master, Ye Qinglian has completed her confession today."

After a while, Liusu stopped her movements and turned around to ask respectfully.

"Yes."

Qin Mu nodded, and his eyes lightly swept over Ye Qinglian:

"There is only one step left."

Then he walked into the cage.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Seeing this, Ye Qinglian suddenly lost her color, her pretty face turned pale, and she was inexplicably panicked.

She felt that Qin Mu seemed to be preparing to do something, and she was inexplicably horrified and couldn't help trembling.

"You... you dare to touch me?!"

"Ziwei Fairy Palace will not let you go! You..."

She screamed in panic, but stopped halfway through.

Because Qin Mu had already reached out and grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

"I... I am a saint..."

Ye Qinglian's voice trembled, trying to stay calm.

Qin Mu nodded, his eyes teasing: "I know, so I will personally judge your mistakes."

The next moment,

Ye Qinglian's beautiful eyes slightly opened, and her pupils dilated.

"Mmm..."

.........

At the same time.

Over the sky of Qianyuan Imperial City, which had become a ruin, a dozen extremely powerful and vast auras suddenly appeared.

These auras filled the void, causing the wind and clouds to change, shaking the sky, as dazzling as the sun.

This was a saint from Ziwei Fairy Palace.

But at this time, they looked down with astonishment on their faces.

"The Imperial City of Qianyuan was destroyed?"

"Who is so bold as to destroy the Imperial City of Qianyuan?!"

"It must have been the work of the Great Qin!"

"Unforgivable!"

"Killing innocent people is a crime worthy of death!"

The consciousness of the ten Ziwei saints spread, and the sound of their conversation resounded throughout the space.

For a moment, they were furious!

They came here with the ostensible mission of providing support,

but they didn't expect that Qianyuan would be destroyed as soon as they arrived?

At this time,

a girl in a blue skirt flew down with tears in her eyes: "Father..."

The girl was about 28 years old, with skin whiter than snow, peerless appearance, charming and graceful, and ethereal temperament.

She was wearing a light green Luo skirt, with a graceful figure, and her eyebrows vaguely resembled Ye Qinglian.

She was the third princess of the Qianyuan Dynasty, Ye Jinghong.

She was also a direct disciple of Ziwei Fairy Palace, and this time she went to Qianyuan with the ten saints.

At this time, she was in tears, grief-stricken, and knelt on the ruins of the Qianyuan Palace and cried.

"Father..."

"Father!"

"How could this happen..."

Ye Jinghong knelt on the ground, crying like a pear blossom in the rain.

Her head was buzzing and she almost fainted.

Her father died and Qianyuan was destroyed. This was a huge change for her like the sky falling and the earth collapsing.

Even the ten saints suspended in the void saw this scene and felt a little bit unbearable.

"Father! Mother! What on earth have you encountered..."

Ye Jinghong lay on the ruins, crying out in grief, like a cuckoo crying blood and a monkey wailing.

"Alas..."

A middle-aged man in a purple robe sighed.

"Little girl, I am in mourning."

"The dead are gone, and the living need to continue to live"

The other two Ziwei saints also sighed.

"I want revenge!"

Ye Jinghong stood up suddenly without stopping crying:

"All this must be done by Qin Mu, he must have killed my father and mother!"

"I want revenge, I must kill him with my own hands!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe nodded slightly and said lightly: "The Qin Dynasty has indeed gone too far in this matter. We will definitely not stand idly by and will seek justice for you."

"Thank you, Saint!"

Hearing this, Ye Jinghong burst into tears of joy.

"Okay."

At this time, another thin and haggard old man suddenly spoke and whispered: "Let's go, let's go to the northern border of the Qin Dynasty first to take a look, so as not to be beaten by others."

"Yes."

Ye Jinghong wiped away his tears and calmed down.

Soon, the group turned into a long rainbow and left.

........

Almost at the same time.

At the edge of the northern border of the Qin Dynasty, a cloud of black smoke was rushing at a very fast speed!

Around this cloud of smoke, there were bright stars.

And in the center of the smoke, there stood an ancient and vicissitudes of life building ship!

This building ship was as black as ink, surrounded by dense runes, emitting a layer of hazy black and gold light.

Although the aura was hidden, there was still a monstrous majesty emanating from it.

This building ship was surprisingly a quasi-emperor weapon!

At this time, a man covered in hazy divine light stood with his hands behind his back on this building ship.

As his eyes flickered, there seemed to be endless sword light bursting out.

It was the Palace Master of Ziyang Palace in Fengling Domain, Situ Daoquan.

"Is this the Great Qin Dynasty?"

Situ Daoquan looked down at the wasteland below, with a trace of disdain between his eyebrows: "A mere barbarian country is really not worth mentioning!"

Beside him, many disciples responded one after another, all with pride.

Ziyang Palace is the leader of the ten major sects in Fengling Domain.

It was once a sect that produced great emperors, and now it has been in Fengling Domain for tens of thousands of years with profound heritage and huge power.

In addition, Fengling Domain is located in the center of the nine domains of the human race, while Tianlan Domain is the southernmost of the nine domains of the human race.

In Situ Daoquan's view, Tianlan Domain is a barbarian land, and the Great Qin Dynasty located in Tianlan Domain is a barbarian country.

"Master, the strength of the Great Qin Dynasty seems to be no less than that of my Ziyang Palace."

"My disciple heard that the Great Qin Dynasty killed nine saints in Chang'an City in one fell swoop."

Behind Situ Daoquan, a girl in green spoke in a low voice.