The girl's sonorous and powerful voice, every word and every sentence, is like a bell.
She raised her hand.
A majestic force swept from her body.
Lie Yan turned into a phoenix and wrapped around her body.
The cherry blossom petals in full bloom in front of the girl's forehead also burst out with a coquettish and dazzling red glow.
Everyone's pupils were dyed red by the flames.
There seemed to be a monstrous fighting spirit in his heart.
One by one clenched the weapons in their hands, their profound energy surged, and they swarmed into the battlefield.
The battle situation broke out again at this moment.
Long Aotian came back to his senses, slowly stood up from the ground, and looked at Ye Qingluo with complicated eyes.
However, that girl who was as noble as a god didn't even give him a look.
The Flame Devouring Fan in his hand pressed against his neck mercilessly.
"Long Aotian, you coward."
"Don't dare to admit that you like my mother, just deny it in this way."
"Do you think... after choosing to help Huang Wuyou, whom my mother hates, you still have the right to... like my mother?"
Her voice with a deep chill, without the slightest hint of euphemism, directly pierced the last line of defense in Long Aotian's heart.
She did not kill Long Aotian.
Killing him is the greatest relief for him.
For the rest of his life, Long Aotian will live in the torment of the past!
The return of Ye Qingluo completely defeated the corpse puppet team carefully refined by Huang Wuyou.
…
Deep in the dark abyss.
Huang Wuyou, who was covered with a strong Yin Qi, sat cross-legged.
The dense black air around him continuously poured into his body.
Let the gentle face that belonged to Gu Jingyu emerge with a strong hostility.
The whole person looked extremely gloomy.
"Master Wuyou! It's not good!" A skinny man in a black robe rushed in unsteadily, "Master Wuyou! Our puppet army was wiped out by a woman! Now we have snatched the territory of the God Realm!"
Huang Wuyou opened his eyes quickly.
The dense black air overflowed from his pupils, flowing bit by bit.
The man knelt on the ground: "Honor Wuyou, the forces of the major armies and the corpse puppets led by them can no longer hold on. I'm afraid even the heaven and earth will fall!"
The man said again: "Master Long is not the opponent of Lord Emperor, and now even Lord Long is under the control of Lord Emperor!"
"Honor Wuyou, please go out yourself! Fight a beautiful battle for our Wuyou Empire!"
The man's voice trembled, but he spoke passionately, full of enthusiasm and respect for Huang Wuyou.
Huang Wuyou's hands hanging on his knees were clenched into fists, and a raging yin energy was raging in his eyes.
"Ye Qingluo! It's that woman again!"
Huang Wuyou gritted his teeth, his face distorted with rage.
"Honor Wuyou, this time, I must invite you to go out in person. The brothers on the battlefield can't hold on any longer!" Imperial!"
Huang Wuyou's expression was grim and cold, and he raised his sleeves.
The surrounding Yin Qi swirled around and gradually formed a circle in front of him.
After a while, a projection floated above the midair.
In the projection, the flames of war continued, and layers of evil spirits surged.
Fighters from both sides compete with each other.
Obviously, a corpse puppet that has been carefully cultivated should be invincible!
However, when the woman who looked like a flame figure appeared.
Everything has changed!