927 The Power of the Martial Emperor
The Ghost Emperor suddenly had nowhere to escape, and at that moment he realized that his lifespan was truly coming to an end!
'Spare your life, spare your life! Sir, have mercy! '
A piece of paper with strange faces, old and young, all poor and dressed in rags.
Yun Qing's expression turned slightly cold, then filled with even more hatred.
He whispered, 'Still trying to play tricks when you're about to die!'
The sword net contracted, and the power of purple fire ignited instantly.
The Ghost Emperor suddenly struck, his sword net glowing with eerie flames; to touch it meant certain death.
I have never suffered such pain before, and I have tasted the pain that cuts to the bone once again!
It was as if his soul was being burned, every second was an extreme death, and his nascent soul was shrinking rapidly.
"Spare me, sir! Spare me! I won't do it again!" came a sharp, chaotic scream pleading for mercy.
"My lord, spare my life!" Among them were all sorts of faces, young and old, all filled with misery!
Yunqing's true energy surged once more, and the vast, surging true energy of the river ignited again.
Like adding fuel to the fire, it exploded violently!
A humanoid figure reappeared within the flames, instantly amplifying the flame damage.
Jingzhai also acted according to the situation, using himself as a bridge, and the surrounding forces gathered together, like detonating a volcano, with a loud roar!
With perfect coordination, Tong Yunqing's sword instantly resembled a towering pillar of fire, shooting into the sky, the sword net intertwined with dancing fire snakes.
A heart-wrenching scream pierced the soul before vanishing completely.
Yun Qing waved her sleeve, and a gentle breeze swept by, dispelling the lingering stench.
Tian Zhiwan lay in Liu Qianqian's arms, feeling her life force about to disappear again.
The city of thorns withered instantly, and life force was desperately being channeled into it.
However, this time Tian Zhiwan was originally in the form of a divine soul, composed of the former life force of the Thorn City.
Now, after another devastating blow, the city of thorns is clinging to life for a brief moment with its immense vitality.
Tian Zhiwan's expression showed a hint of excitement and joy as she saw the human race again after so long.
Her beauty was unparalleled, like the most beautiful rose that had withered.
With a weak smile, she managed to speak, "It's really good to see you again. At least this time someone saw me off!"
He remained silent, and Tian Zhiwan's form was different, not human.
Furthermore, she resembles Liu Qianqian and Ji Xixi in appearance, making her an unfathomable being.
Yun Qing and Jing Zhai swept the surroundings clean, but found no other evil spirits. The thorny flowers around them were withering rapidly.
Both were dressed in dragon-scale battle robes, with exquisite figures and boundless aura.
Like a high and mighty Valkyrie.
Although I was somewhat prepared when I arrived, I was still full of admiration upon seeing such a beautiful woman.
Liu Qianqian never expected that their reunion would be like this.
Tian Zhiwan's figure became increasingly ethereal, as if she were about to disappear into the world.
Without the stabilizing effect of the Thorn Flower, the area of Thorn City began to gradually shrink.
It's on the verge of collapse!
Tian Zhiwan lay quietly in Liu Qianqian's arms, like a delicate flower, awaiting death.
Her eyes lingered as she recalled, and she said softly, "My former name was Tian Zhiwan, and I remember I had a relative."
She probably looks a lot like me. If you ever meet her, remember to tell her.
I'm sorry to her, I hope she doesn't hate me!
His expression turned agitated and sorrowful, his voice trembling as he pleaded, soft yet urgent.
'Don't tell her. If you've seen her, just quietly check on her and see if she's doing well.'
Don't tell her I exist, so she won't be sad!
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