Chapter 788 The Return of the Gods 72
"You actually have a divine sword protecting you?"
Dazzled by the red light, the left protector was stunned for a moment and realized that he had underestimated her. The one who could make the magic sword recognize her as his master was definitely not an ordinary person.
There was a flash of pity in his eyes:
"The divine sword and spiritual plant protect your body. If your spiritual power still existed, I might not be able to kill you today, but your Dantian is sealed, so you are no different from an ordinary person at this moment."
He was born to admire the strong, otherwise he would not have followed Tang Lu. If there was no future in the Styx Mirror, he would also be happy to have a powerful queen in the demon world. Unfortunately, there is no if in everything.
"I'll give you a quick death."
Facing Quan Jiu, whose dantian was blocked, the left protector used all his strength, which was also a respect for his opponent.
Even if Quan Jiu's dantian had not been sealed, he might not be his opponent. At this moment, he had no power to resist at all. He just crushed him with his aura, and blood kept flowing from the corners of Quan Jiu's mouth.
The little vine wrapped up Quanjiu, hoping to share the pressure with her. However, it was still an immature spiritual plant. Surrounded by the demonic energy, its emerald green leaves withered and turned black, as if corroded by sulfuric acid, and the moisture in its trunk evaporated...
Quan Jiu: "That's enough."
Spiritual plants are nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and are naturally incompatible with the evil spirits.
Quan Jiu tried to take it back to the space, but the usually obedient little vine rarely disobeyed her orders. The whole vine was trembling with pain, and it couldn't stop whimpering softly because of the pain.
Left Protector: "He is a loyal protector of his master."
The more this happens, the more we cannot stay.
He spread out his palms, and the demonic energy wrapped around the small vine became even more intense. Seeing that the entire green plant was about to be corroded, Quan Jiu bit his nails, pointed at the red lotus between his eyebrows, and forcibly took the small vine back into the space.
Long Xiao returned to her hands, and the sword energy of the magic sword broke through the evil spirit on her body. Her originally stiff and unable to move finally regained consciousness, but Long Xiao's sword was shaking because of too much consumption.
Quan Jiu's internal organs felt like they were being crushed repeatedly by huge rocks, blood streaked from the corners of her mouth, and the look in her eyes became even colder.
The left protector tried to reach out and grab her neck, but when he clenched his fingers, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Wan Yingzhi raised her voice: "Behind you!"
The man turned around suddenly and saw Quan Jiu standing there. The woman stabbed at him with a long sword in her hand, but the left protector dodged nimbly.
This time, he saw clearly the trajectory of her movement. He didn't know which sect or school it belonged to, but the steps were unpredictable, like moving clouds. It was precisely because of this step that she was able to quietly come behind him without any spiritual power.
There was a flash of regret in his eyes. He could hold on for so long against the demon general with his mortal body. He was indeed a talented person. It was a pity that he was eventually exhausted.
The whole room was filled with a thick black evil aura. Quan Jiu, holding Long Xiao in his hand, was in the middle of it, like a firefly emitting a faint glow.
The left protector took out his weapon, which was a pair of skull axes. He chopped the axes towards Quan Jiu, and Quan Jiu blocked it with Long Xiao!
"puff……"
She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the red light on Long Xiao's body dimmed. Without the support of spiritual power, the magic sword could not fight for a long time.
My sternum felt like it had been punched into a depression, and the pain spread throughout my body with every breath.
Wan Yingzhi looked coldly at Quan Jiu who was lying on the ground in a mess. The woman was covered in blood, but her black eyes were still indifferent and calm, cold and aloof, as if no matter what happened, it would not be enough to make her panic.
She suddenly felt aggrieved, and a malice of destruction surged in her heart. The long black whip was already in her palm.
“Bang!”
The long whip with all of Wan Yingzhi's strength was swung at Quan Jiu's face, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone, running through the tall nose bridge from the left corner of the eye and extending all the way to the right corner of the mouth. His once cool and elegant face became terrifying and hideous.
Wan Yingzhi stared into her eyes, trying to see fear and despair in her cold and aloof eyes, but the woman's eyes only deepened, and a cold hatred flashed across her eyes, but was buried deeper the next second.
Wan Yingzhi narrowed her eyes slightly. Her expectations were dashed, and she felt even more upset.
The moment the whip ripped her skin, her hunched back trembled and curled up violently, her fingers digging deep into her palms. She was clearly in pain, but even so, she still looked lifeless and indifferent...
Her tone was dark: "The bones are quite hard."
"What are you doing?" The left protector stopped her arm from rising again. "Your Majesty's men will be here soon. Let's finish this quickly."
Wan Yingzhi raised an eyebrow sarcastically: "Why, you can't bear to torture her?"
The left protector said with a cold face: "I am not His Majesty, please stop being unreasonable."
He had dealt with and tortured too many cultivators, but this was indeed the first time he had encountered someone who gritted his teeth and remained silent after being whipped by Wan Yingzhi.
Wan Yingzhi confronted him coldly. The two looked at each other for a moment. Finally, she took a step back and acquiesced to what Protector Zuo said.
“Miss Shen, I’ll give you a ride.”
The left protector did not call her "Queen". Before her death, she was not the appendage of the Demon King, but an independent Chen Luan.
The axe flew out of his hand, carrying a murderous and decisive attack intent, and struck straight at Quan Jiu's heart!
As long as this blow hits, everything will be over and she will definitely die.
"Bang--"
The moment the skull axe hit Quan Jiu's chest, the woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and with the impact of the axe, she suddenly jumped out of the window.
Wan Yingzhi and the other person chased out, but only saw blood on the ground.
She frowned: "Where are the people?"
The palace is located close to streams and jungles. It is a good place to enjoy the scenery, nestled between mountains and water. Tang Lu specially gave the palace to Quan Jiu to help her adjust her mood.
"She was struck by an axe, and her heart meridians were severed. Even if she managed to escape, she wouldn't survive for more than a quarter of an hour."
The left protector was calmer than her. He knew in his heart that he was going to use all his strength to attack. Even if the Great Luo Immortal was alive, he would be powerless to reverse the situation.
Wan Yingzhi: "Just in case, let's destroy the mother Gu."
The Left Guardian thought she was being too cautious: "Your Majesty carries the mother Gu with him. There is no way to get the mother Gu. After the Queen dies, the child Gu in her body will not survive. There is no need for you to worry about it."
"Okay, let's clean up the scene first."
………
Tang Lu looked in the mirror and adjusted her bright red wedding gown.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your wedding."
Every palace maid who saw him smiled and congratulated him.
Infected by the atmosphere, Tang Lu's mouth curled up slightly. He used to think that the wedding ceremony was just a ritual and dispensable, but now he thinks it is not bad to have it.
The matchmaker glanced at the sky and said, "Your Majesty, you can set off to pick up the queen."
Tang Lu straightened his clothes, his smile faded slightly, and he returned to his usual carefree and lazy self.
"Um."
He stroked the bamboo tube through his pocket. Next to the bamboo tube lay a porcelain bottle containing the antidote to the Jiumi Pills.
A smile flashed in his eyes. By this time tomorrow, he would detoxify her.
A group of people came to the palace in a mighty manner, but before they got close, they were disturbed by the evil energy rising into the sky.
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