Qingcang's gaze was icy cold, staring at Yun Mengyao, "You sharp-tongued little bitch, wait until you die, it will be terribly tragic."
"You're the bitch, your whole family are bitches, No-Nose Ghost."
Qingcang's eyes were venomous, like a cold Poison Snake.
Qin Yi shrugged, "You all step back, I'll deal with him."
Qingcang started a sinister laugh, "Kill me? You dare. Qin Yi, today I will deal with you, the great enemy of the Sword Sect, together."
"Swoosh!"
Qingcang darted towards the Elf Divine Tree, like lightning.
Before he arrived, he slapped his chest, forcing out three drops of crimson Essence Blood.
The crowd was baffled, was Qingcang driven to despair trying to commit suicide?
Qin Yi felt a jolt in his heart, a bad premonition arose.
Qingcang laughed loudly and sinisterly, throwing the three drops of Essence Blood in his hand towards the Elf Divine Tree, "Blood Demon Tree, awaken!"
