Elder Wu Ling looked at Lord Yan Jie with disbelief.
She actually let herself sit on that divine seat
She gave herself the death penalty!
Elder Wu Ling suddenly laughed, a little sad and desolate.
He could imagine that the moment he sat on the divine throne was the time of his death.
Seeing Elder Wu Ling not moving, Ming Wuyan urged, "Why, the God Throne is right in front of you, you dare not go?"
Elder Wu Ling's face was ashen. Could he say that he wanted to sit but didn't dare
Ming Wuyan looked at Elder Wu Ling meaningfully, "Since you dare to think and dare not do it, why bother to pursue something that you can't have. Knowing that it is a dead end, why do you want to go all the way to the end?"
Elder Wu was stunned, and Master Yan Jie's words woke him up instantly.
yes! Although he dared to think and act behind his back, but he felt that he didn't dare to actually let him sit on this throne.
Speaking of which, he is still a million miles away from Feng Lao's calculation and insidiousness.
In fact, if he hadn't seen the reminder on the Wushen Tablet, he wouldn't have dared to seek such a position and hide such a thought.
It's just that he also understands, and now he understands it too late.
He can only go one way to die now.
"Master Yan Jie, I know I'm not going to survive, so do it!" Elder Wu Ling suddenly closed his eyes.
Ming Wuyan raised her eyebrows lightly, now she knows the current affairs.
She raised her hand, and Meng Xi immediately appeared beside Elder Wu Ling.
"Ring the Bell of God's Tribulation, announce the elder Wu Ling's husband, God's Tribulation, strip his soul, and give him the death penalty..."
When Elder Wu Ling heard this, he was completely shocked.
Strip the soul
Sentenced to the death penalty
He thought that if he wanted to die with all his heart, the most he could do was destroy his body.
Lord Yan Jie didn't punish him, but if he punished, his soul would be destroyed, and he had to strip his soul before he died.
He began to regret, regretting that he had spoken too early.
He hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master Yan Jie, please spare me, please! Can I die alone..."
Ming Wuyan sat back on the divine throne again, and said indifferently: "I'm going to die, why care about how to die! This hall only fulfills your wish. Meng Xi, take him down!"