Chapter 188 The revenge from three years ago should be avenged

Eldar.

Wan Qinghai was getting restless. Someone had just reported that the spirit race was shrouded in a barrier that was unbreakable and very solid.

He ordered his men to attack again, but they returned in vain.

He was uneasy and prepared to break in by himself, but just as he reached the gate, he began to tremble all over as if he had seen a ghost and backed away step by step.

"You, you..." He couldn't utter a complete sentence and his teeth were chattering.

Yan Luo walked over the threshold and looked at the ancient buildings around him. His words were full of joking, "It seems that it has been too long."

Wan Qinghai had no idea that the other party was not talking about buildings at all, but was implying that he had lived too long.

He knew that there would be a day when Yan Luo would be resurrected and a day when she would take revenge, but this day came so suddenly and he was not ready yet.

Yan Luo curled his lips, "Are you ready?"

Wan Qinghai clenched his fists, "What are you preparing for?"

"I like tough guys the most, because it's fun to torture them!" After saying that, Yan Luo teleported in front of the man, grabbed his neck, and stabbed his five fingernails into his throat. "Does it hurt?"

Yan Luo withdrew his hand, and his blood-stained hand instantly became clean and tidy.

Wan Qinghai was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and his five blood holes were bubbling with bright red.

He covered his neck with his hands, trying to cast a spell to heal the wound, but found that it was useless.

Yan Luo snorted and laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the wound on the man's neck healed, as if the terrible scene had never happened. However, the blood all over his body and the ground proved that he was almost killed by Yan Luo.

She said, "It's too easy for you to die so soon."

Wan Qinghai suddenly recalled the scene where Nan Chen was punished by having his bones removed, and he felt that Yan Luo would retaliate.

Thinking of this, he instantly collapsed to the ground.

At this time, hundreds of spirit people rushed over and surrounded Yan Luo.

Yan Luo sighed, "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish."

Some people stopped to watch, while others rushed forward regardless of everything.

Yan Luo did not move at all. The next moment, flames ignited on her body. The red color was like blood, dyeing people's eyes red.

I saw a fire man moving among the crowd. Soon, hundreds of elves were on fire. No matter how they rolled over or took water to wash themselves, it was of no use.

The initial wailing gradually died down, and countless clouds of dust rose into the sky.

Yan Luo waved his hand and the Pluto Pearl flew out.

"Tuanzi, let them scare their souls away."

"Great!" The Pluto's Orb spun rapidly in the air and blew away those souls.

Wan Qinghai looked at the fire man coming in front of him. The woman's face turned into a skull and she laughed cacklingly, which was very scary.

Yan Luo recovered and smiled, "The spirits can control dreams. You and Zang Kun were the ones who controlled my dreams."

"It's not me, it's not..." Wan Qinghai looked at her in horror.

Yan Luo raised his index finger and clicked his tongue, "Don't talk, let me test my dream control skills first."

She raised her hand and covered the man's head, and saw the scene of Nanchen being executed three years ago. Nanchen stood straight until the end.

The healed wound in her heart was opened again. When she heard Tuanzi say that Nanchen had endured the punishment of removing her bones for her, she knew how much pain he had endured.

Now she saw with her own eyes the pain of the stabbing in Nanchen's body. She felt the same pain. It was as if the three thousand knives were piercing into her bones and flesh, fiercely and mercilessly.

The moving picture was like a movie, with blood flowing and gathering into a river of blood. Nanchen did not utter a word, while the three clan leaders and those tribesmen had sly and excited smiles on their faces.

She saw Nanchen's lips twitching and he said: Luoluo, goodbye forever.

Tears rolled down Yan Luo's cheeks, bitterness blurred her eyes, and her heart was wrinkled and torn apart.

"Wan Qinghai."

The man looked up at her.

Yan Luo uttered a few words through his teeth, "You really deserve to die!"

She silently chanted a spell, wanting to repay all the pain to Wan Qinghai.

Wan Qinghai soon fell into a painful dream. He stabbed the knife into Nanchen's body, and all the pain came back to him.

He rolled on the ground in pain, his face horrified.

Half an hour later, seeing that the man had been tortured enough, Yan Luo lifted the curse.

She looked around at the elves who were rushing up again, "Who else? Want to die?" A red flame appeared in her palm. The flame seemed to have life and showed a vicious smile.

The clan leader was tortured, and his close associates were all scared out of their wits. Seeing the Netherworld Karma Fire, those people naturally did not want to die, and they all knelt down in submission, "Greetings to the Hades!"

Yan Luo put away his fire and said to Pluto Pearl, "Tuanzi, send Wan Qinghai to the God-Extinguishing Platform."

Wan Qinghai, who had not yet digested the pain, widened his eyes, "No, don't send me away, I surrender to you..."

Yan Luo chuckled softly, then laughed loudly, until tears came out of her eyes. She immediately stopped laughing and grabbed Wan Qinghai's neck and lifted him up, "Why didn't you think of showing mercy when you killed my man?"

"Okay, as you command!" Tuanzi appeared in a flash of white light and disappeared with Wan Qinghai.

Yan Luo held her hands and glanced at the elves around her. A black mandala appeared in her palm. She put it to her nose and sniffed it, then curled her lips slightly and disappeared in a flash.

All of them shuddered. At this time, an older man came out, his voice trembling, "The high priest said that the black mandala will one day stain the underworld with blood. The prophecy is true, it's true!"

Blood clan.

With a clang, the door was kicked away and hit the man and woman who were cuddling on the big bed.

The woman screamed, and the man used his strong arms to slam the door that was hitting him to the ground.

"You bastard!" the man cursed, but when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened in shock.

Yan Luo whistled and sighed, "These three years have been quite enjoyable!"

Gu Feng wanted to put on his clothes, but a ball of fire flew over and burned the clothes.

He was so angry that he pulled the sheet around her. The woman on the bed looked much more pitiful, curled up in the corner of the bed naked.

Gu Feng pointed at Yan Luo and said, "You should have died three years ago. Nan Chen took the punishment of having your spirit bones removed for you. Now you are still alive in this world, and you still dare to show off? Today I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and get rid of you, this witch!"

"Have you finished farting?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, full of joking.

Gu Feng released the blood-sucking protozoa with both hands, and instantly a group of red protozoa flew towards Yan Luo.

The next second, the red flames engulfed the blood-sucking protozoa, and an unpleasant burning smell filled the air.

Gu Feng wanted to fight back, but Yan Luo did not give him a chance and shot a flame directly at some part of his body.

Gu Feng tried to clap with both hands, but he couldn't extinguish the fire no matter what he did. He watched helplessly as his life force turned into smoke and dust.

He knelt on the ground, his face pale and beads of sweat the size of beans streaming down.

"You, what do you want?"

Yan Luo stretched out her hand, palm facing him, and slid it down from his face to his kneeling knees.

Gu Feng felt as if his whole body was burned by fire and it hurt terribly.

Yan Luo smiled, "I'm just helping you burn the pig hair. After all, we're going to kill the pig soon. How does a butcher kill a pig? It seems like he opens the pig's stomach first, and then all the dirty internal organs fall to the ground. It's very exciting just thinking about it."

"You witch!"

Yan Luo laughed, "I like this name very much, thank you."

Gu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "The Blood Clan, the Spirit Clan, and the Slaughter Clan will never submit to you."

Yan Luo said, "That's perfect. I don't need anyone to submit to me. I just want to... kill people!"

Gu Feng's pupils shrank. "Nan Chen died because of you. This account should not be put on our heads."

Yan Luo threw out the mandala petals, which flew into the other party's mouth.

Gu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and a bloody tongue fell onto the bed.

"Dumpling!"

Pluto's pearl appeared, "Yes!"

"Send it to the Altar of Destruction!"

"twitter!"

Yan Luo chuckled, "You are really naughty."

She walked out of the mansion slowly, and was surrounded by hundreds of vampires.

Yan Luo opened his palms, and the Netherworld Fire wrapped around the mandala petals and flew towards those people. In an instant, everything turned to ashes.

She curled her lips, "Zang Xue, I'm here!"