Now the Wan Poison Pearl that he dreamed of was floating three feet away from him, but he couldn't do anything but watch.
perhaps.
This is despair!
"who are you?"
now.
The immortal cultivator who stayed in front of Lihen Ding looked at Su Youwei who suddenly broke in with a look of horror.
The words fell, and countless golden lights shot out from his sturdy body.
Under the influence of golden light, thousands of mysterious runes appeared in the corners of the entire stone room.
Edict—
The devil is in the world!
"Om..."
With the violent shaking of Lihen Ding, countless evil spirits shot towards Su Youwei like arrows.
Chance!
Why not empty eyes lit up.
If this blow can be successful, then he may still be able to turn...
boom!
Why didn't he just laugh, but not quite.
He only saw a wave of the girl's right hand in front of him, and thousands of blood-colored lightning flashes erupted from the blood sword.
The electric snake fluttered, and with a sprint, the incoming demonic energy was crushed into ashes.
Subsequently.
The electric snake was castrated unabated, hitting the sturdy cultivator heavily like a heavy hammer.
"Ah-"
There was a shrill scream in the stone room.
What golden light spells, what evil spirits and resentments, what celestial roots.
When a blood-colored hole suddenly emerged from the void, everything was swallowed like garbage.
"This is the Shura Domain, to kill to kill."
Su Youwei said calmly.
This sword of hers could have slashed the stars, but after the calm, except for the person who tried to attack her who was wiped out, there was no scratch on the floor of the stone room.
"No, it's impossible..."
Why not scream out loud.
The swordsmanship of annihilation he practiced was actually somewhat similar to Su Youwei's way of Shura.
As a quasi-emperor, he still can't control that violent aura to the point where he can do whatever he wants, how could an ordinary girl from the lower realm do it
What made him even more panicked was that Su Youwei's strength was abnormal, this was not the strength she should have at all.
In the information they collected, Su Youwei was clearly just an ant in the Golden Core Stage.
But now the ants have turned into extraterrestrial demons!
She just stood there quietly, doing the simplest actions and speaking the simplest words, why didn't she feel that the little Dao heart she had managed to hold up was completely shattered.
Dao heart is broken, Xian Ge has been lost!
Why don't you want to die.
He has not yet become an Immortal Emperor.
His path should not end here!
"No no no no no, don't come here, don't come here..."
He Bukong's spirit retreated again and again, but in fact Su Youwei didn't move at all.
What he saw in his eyes was no longer Su Youwei alone, but thousands of innocent souls dancing with the blood rain outside the stone room.
Those people have all died by his sword.
Their faces contorted and they let out piercing laughter, as if they were waiting for him to be their companion.
die die die...
Why don't you have a grim face.
He took out a robbery token from his arms, which was a token that could communicate with the immortal world.
When he first came down from Immortal Realm, he used this as a medium to accept orders from Immortal Realm.
But some time ago, for some unknown reason, he suddenly couldn't receive a reply from Immortal Realm.
Accident.
That must be an accident!
As long as he can contact those people this time, even if Su Youwei is ten times stronger, he has nothing to be afraid of.
"Reply quickly, hurry up, if you don't reply to Wanduzhu, it will be gone, hurry up..."
Whoosh.
Another flash of blood, why didn't you watch the token in your hand dissolve into nothingness.
"… "
He raised his head.
I don't know when Su Youwei had appeared in front of him, the blood sword was only half an inch away from his neck.
He only has a soul now, and even if he is stabbed by a sword, he will not bleed.
But it's going to die, it's going to die!
At this moment, why not think of the fear of being dominated by aging.
To him, it was the most terrifying spell in the world!
He suddenly knelt on the ground and wailed in a tearing voice: "Please, give me the Wan Poison Pearl, I can give you anything you want, please, I don't want to die, I really I just don't want to die..."
The sound echoed in the stone room, and even drowned out the rain outside.
There were no tears on He Bukong's face, because this was just a remnant of a soul, but his face was much more distorted than his fleshly body.
Su Youwei stared blankly at He Bukong who was completely lost.
She heard Hongyi say in her heart, "His heart has been broken."
Broken heart
In that case, isn't it bad to take the initiative to trade like Dao Xingyuan at the beginning
So, this is the immortal high above.
After the Dao Heart is broken, it is not even as good as a dog.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Su Youwei stared at He Bukong intently.
Before coming here, she thought about a lot of ways to deal with He Bukong.
hate it
Of course hate.
If it wasn't for these people coveting the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl in her hand, Senior Sister Bai and Master would not have been in danger at all.
She already owed Senior Sister Bai a lot, and now she owes it to the extent that it is not enough for her to set off her debts.
She can't wait to torture He Bukong with the most cruel swordsmanship in the world, so that he can experience the pain in his heart a hundredfold.
But after seeing He Bukong's collapsed face, Su Youwei suddenly lost such interest.
She held the sword high.
Realizing that death was about to come, He Bukong rushed towards her with a rolling crawling.
He tried to hug Su Youwei's leg.
"Don't kill me, I don't want Wanduzhu anymore, don't kill me, one day or one year, I want to live, I want to..."
puff!
The blood sword suddenly fell and plunged into He Bukong's back ruthlessly.
Slip.
In an instant, a black vortex appeared from the wound made by the blood sword, and the vortex began to devour He Bukong's soul.
Why not struggle desperately.