Chapter 322 Su Qingmei, Destroys the City with One Finger

When the two tribes were fighting, it was a tense time. No one had expected that this woman would join the battlefield.

Su Qingmei, the Holy Lord of Fuyao Holy Land, was one of the few great masters in the world of Fuyao. She represented the highest fighting power of the human race. She took only one step and was already in the air.

She had a slender and graceful figure, long hair flying, a fluttering red skirt, and the charm of Taoism emanating from her body made people dare not look directly at her.

The moment she appeared, whether it was the alien race or the human race, their pupils were shaking.

The third city in the Green Domain shook violently, and the sky and the earth suddenly became gray and dull, as if they were afraid and trembling.

Without a word, the appearance was to take action. The red figure in the sky pointed his finger at the third city and lightly tapped it.

A slender ray of light shot out from the fingertips.

Then... the entire third city was immersed in endless white light.

"Su Qingmei! You are so cruel!"

"Why, why is that so!"

In the endless white light, a giant warrior held up his body and roared.

Reluctance, anger, hatred...

Inexplicable emotions were all in it.

But soon these voices were also swallowed up by the white light.

And the woman in the red dress in the sky was as cold as ever, not touched at all.

The third city... was completely destroyed!

The might of the top power of the human race made all the alien races in the green domain feel terrified and trembling.

For a while... countless alien races were alert, dared not fight again, and quickly fled to the sea.

Once the situation was decided, the situation was determined.

If she hadn't taken action, I don't know how many strong human warriors would have been consumed in this battle.

Su Qingmei, who had a red line on her forehead and easily destroyed a city, fell into the crowd, closed her eyes, and suppressed the surging spiritual energy in her body at the fastest speed.

The red lines between her eyebrows dimmed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I am a little rusty."

She murmured to herself, with a hint of self-mockery that was not easily detected by outsiders.

She stepped onto the carriage and said, "Go back."

Even this woman who was at the top of the pyramid, now traveled like ordinary people, riding in a carriage.

"Holy Lord, why don't you destroy the Japanese as well?" The coachman turned around and asked.

Su Qingmei slowly opened her eyes, glanced at the past, and said, "I have said it many times, the Fuyao Holy Land has long disappeared. I am not calling you back to rebuild the Fuyao Holy Land. You don't have to call me Holy Lord anymore."

The coachman's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Yes... Su Manor Master."

Today, Su Qingmei is the owner of the "Wanhe Villa" in Wanxian City and a wealthy female businessman.

"Su Manor Master, there seem to be some mortals in the third city..." the coachman couldn't help asking.

Su Qingmei supported her chin and said lightly: "Do I need to tell you more about the pros and cons of this?"

The driver nodded like pounding garlic, "Yes, yes, the human race has limited spiritual energy. If we can't fight quickly, the price we pay will only get higher and higher. We must give a very strong medicine to scare those aliens and quickly end the dispute."

"Even if the aliens in the Giant City threaten hundreds of thousands of lives, we have to make a choice. This is also a helpless move."

The driver couldn't help cursing after hearing this: "So, Master Su, why don't you destroy the fourth city? Such a sinister trick must have come from the Japanese people. Compared with them, the giants are probably good people."

"The power of that finger is enough to destroy the fourth city..."

"Let's go, don't ask too much." Su Qingmei was too lazy to answer and said lightly.

The carriage slowly moved away.

...

On the other side.

Li Changxiao crawled out of the ruins, half of his body had been burned to charcoal, which was very scary.

When the white light came, he felt a force that was enough to destroy everything.

He used all his means, using the Nine Dragons Cauldron to protect his body, his Yinzhi Mirror to block his chest, and the Jihua Sect's treasure lotus to urge it with all his strength.

Even so, he still paid an extremely painful price. The Nine Dragons Cauldron was annihilated into dust in less than a moment, and completely lost its effect.

Li Changxiao flashed a trace of heartache at that time. Although the quality of the treasure tripod was not as good as his Yinzhi Realm, it was also a very good treasure, and it had been nurtured in the dream space for a long time.

The luck of the nine dragons on the tripod was still extremely precious and rare.

After the treasure tripod turned into dust, it was the turn of "his Yinzhi Mirror". This mirror was worthy of being the treasure of Jiuxiang Temple. The quality was beyond words and could be called "top". It blocked most of the white light.

But the price was that there were hundreds of cracks on the mirror, and it was on the verge of fragmentation.

Then, it was the lotus again. The lotus slowly rotated, with a certain rhythm, and blocked nearly 30% of the killing power.

Li Changxiao kept making the "injury" fake to resist part of the remaining white light, but the gap in realm was too big to avoid it completely. Then he resisted it in a sleepwalking state.

From the outside world, it was just a few seconds.

However, Li Changxiao survived it. He lay on the ground with a faint blue light in his eyes.

Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, or maybe it was something else.

Li Changxiao actually had a new understanding of the truth and falsehood just now.

It was just that his injury was too serious, so he didn't have time to think more, and focused on recovering from the injury first. A few seconds later, he returned to his original appearance. The charred left half of his body had become normal. He slowly got up from the ground and brushed off the dust on the ground.

The attack just now was the most terrifying one he had ever seen since he started practicing Taoism.

At this moment, he could still feel the white light surrounding him and the breath of death approaching step by step.

He looked around and saw that the huge Third City had been completely reduced to ashes.

The strong man in the Mahayana period was indeed terrifying.

I wonder if there are any survivors... Li Changxiao thought.

The place he saw was pitch black. The power of the finger just now was precisely controlled, just covering the entire Third City and blasting out a 10,000-meter deep pit.

Li Changxiao was in the deep pit at this time. He opened his senses to perceive dreams and glanced over to confirm that he was the only living person left in the entire city.

His face darkened. There were hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in the Third City, and they were probably all turned into ashes.

There was not even a corpse.

The vast majority of the giants were the same. Li Changxiao walked to a place and found a huge golden skeleton, which was probably the skeleton of the current leader of the giants.

In fact, most of the power of that finger was resisted by the leader of the giants, and the underground palace where Li Changxiao was located was not the central area, but was only affected by the dissipated power.

Even so, it was still terrifying.

Li Changxiao could feel the strong resentment left on the golden skeleton.

"Su Qingmei?"

Li Changxiao uttered these three words.

These three words were naturally not unfamiliar to him.

In fact, they were well-known.

In Fuyao, the three words Su Qingmei were not much lighter than the three words Li Xundao.

However, Li Xundao walked the path of the saint, wanting to become the saint of the world, and had a very high prestige, while Su Qingmei was the strongest path, which was cold and ruthless, and could be said to be the most difficult to mess with in Fuyao.

Li Changxiao had never had any intersection with this woman, so he only knew this.