Mingye's smile froze on his face. The next moment, the Soul-Destroying Spear pierced through his neck.
"Pfft!" The spear tip pierced his throat, and Mingye's entire body was sent flying by the huge impact, his throat pierced by the Soul-Destroying Spear and impaled on a pillar to the side.
He stared in disbelief at the man holding the spear at the end of the gun, making a hoarse sound in his throat, unable to speak.
He then used his divine sense to say, "How could you still use the Soul-Destroying Spear? You clearly broke the contract with it... How could you possibly stand up..."
How can he still command the artifact after the contract has been broken? How can he still stand up when he was clearly affected by their Blood Devouring and Soul-Eating Technique?
Mo Yong's eyes were like ice, and golden chains were firmly binding his limbs and waist, even embedded in his flesh.
But he just stood there steadily.
"How could I allow myself to be slaughtered by such lowly people?" Mo Yong took another step forward, his hand gripping the gun with bulging veins, clearly struggling. "You underestimate the friendship between me and the Soul-Destroying Spear that has lasted for forty or fifty thousand years."
The divine artifacts possess a spirit; they are not servants.
Mingye, with his sharp eyes, noticed the mark of the Emperor's Seal on the chains and suddenly realized that he had forcibly entered into a contract using the Emperor's Seal, which was why he could still move around, but was temporarily unable to break free.
"Mingye! What are you dawdling for?" Tinglan shouted as she arrived at the Taiji Hall, her hands forming a hand seal that tightened the golden chains even more.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she gripped the other end of the chain with one hand: "Suck him dry first!"
All she wants is strength, absolute strength!
The imperial mark on the golden chain flickered for a moment, then vanished with a bang.
Mo Yong was instantly bound back by the chains, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
At the critical moment, the Soul-Destroying Spear held Mo Yong back. Ting Lan wanted to make another move, but a golden feather arrow attacked from behind, piercing her heart directly. The spiritual light in Ting Lan's hand dissipated, and she exhaled a breath of demonic energy, losing control of the chains.
The small wooden sword, glowing green, was pressed against her throat. Ruoruo looked at her coldly and said, "Move again, and I'll kill you."
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