"Since I can guess that the sect will attack us unexpectedly, will you instruct the monster to self-destruct to stop us?"
A soft but mocking laugh sounded, and Feng Yinyue trembled all over, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her head, and her whole body was trembling.
She turned around suddenly and saw figures slowly appearing in the wind not far away. They smiled contemptuously, and their clothes were stained with a little dirt. They were obviously affected by the monster's self-destruction.
However, there were no traces of blood on their bodies, indicating that they were not injured by the monster's self-destruction!
"Fool," those people said triumphantly, "We have so many defensive weapons, you want to hurt us? No way!"
In front of the crowd, there are two figures. The man in black is handsome and handsome, with a sinister and lazy smile. He stands carelessly, but his hand is firmly holding the girl in red next to him, not wanting to let go at all.
The girl in the red dress was the one who spoke.
—Bai Tong.
"Bai Tong! Aren't you willing to let me go? I've already lost, what else do you want!"
Feng Yinyue collapsed and roared, holding on to the long hair on the monster's back with her remaining left hand, and glared at Tong Su with an aggrieved expression.
"Why do you insist on killing everyone? Can't you forgive me just once? I didn't really kill you back then, so why are you forcing me so hard?"
As she spoke, she quietly moved back, trying to get closer to the main body.
Tong Su snorted and said mercilessly: "You didn't kill me, but you killed someone else! I'm not qualified to represent those who died tragically, so I'll spare you!"
"Also, don't even think about returning to your true form—"
The monstrous golden red fire burned through like a tsunami, fiercely pushing Feng Yinyue aside and directly burning the phantom of the big flower!
"no no!"
Feng Yinyue let out a scream and turned around to try to stop him.
no!
Can't!
If her true body is gone, she will only be left with this broken human body, and she will no longer have unlimited life!
If this body dies, she will really die.
This was more painful than killing her directly, and it was also unacceptable to her!
Feng Yinyue was terrified, but her golden elixir had been shattered, and her meridians were cut off. How could she still have any cultivation left
He could only watch the big flower of his body sinking into the sea of fire, trembling with pain.
What kind of quality is the Golden Crow Fire? In the blink of an eye, the Soul-Eating Demonic Flower began to gradually shrink, exuding drop by drop of spiritual liquid.
She spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, feeling the rapid passing of power in her body, and her heart was bleeding with hatred!
"Senior brother," Tong Su held the hand of the man next to her, the smile in her clear almond eyes became thicker and her voice was brisk, "Please wait for me a little longer, I have a gift for you!"
Everything must be reversed.
The Soul-Eating Demonic Flower can feed itself by devouring other people's spiritual roots; but its body is the main ingredient for refining the elixir to reshape spiritual roots.
Tong Su threw out the alchemy furnace and floated in the air. The spiritual liquid of the Soul-eating Demonic Flower slowly flowed in. She blindly threw in the secret medicine that she had prepared long ago.
As the final fire collected the pills, the lid of the furnace thumped, and huge spiritual energy surged out, causing the sky to appear filled with rays of light and thousands of auspicious auras.
Everyone was shocked: "What kind of quality elixir is this? How can it be so auspicious!"
As the elixir gradually took shape, Feng Yinyue's face became increasingly sallow while lying on the ground.
No more, really no more.
Her body was refined into elixirs, and she could only survive by relying on this broken body!
But which of these people can let her go? !