Chu Moli could feel that his body was getting more and more painful, and it was so painful that it was numb.

The power of the curse was completely retaliated against the back of his waist and abdomen and began to melt.

But the expression on his face did not change at all. He held the silver bow steadily and condensed black arrows.

At this moment, the screams of horror from Luo Yu came from his ears.

"Senior Brother Third, be careful-!!"

The next moment, Chu Moli felt that his body seemed to be heavily pressed by something, and it was heavy.

There were creaking sounds and a sharp pain in the bones all over the body.

The silver longbow in his hand shattered and disappeared in an instant.

The power of the curse backed, and Chu Moli suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

And Luo Yunxiao had appeared in front of him at some point.

One of the natal swords in his hand, the Chixiao Sword was held casually.

On the blade of the sword, the world's number one flame [Mingyin Holy Flame] jumped gently.

Then he stabbed Chu Moli's heart at a speed that was swift and incompetent.

"don't want--!!"

"Senior Brother Third!!!!"

Chu Moli felt that the red sword body and the beating flames above were getting bigger and bigger in his pupils.

He could feel death and destruction getting closer and closer to him.

He thought: He is really the most useless Lord of Nine Li.

Perhaps, the Lord of Nine Li will never be reborn after himself.

But he doesn't regret his choice today.

However, just when Chu Moli calmly welcomed death.

A sudden burst of eyes appeared before his eyes.

Then the sound of sharp blades entering the flesh came from my ears.

The Holy Flame of Mingyin burned his body and made a sizzling sound that made people's teeth sore.

Blood shot on Chu Moli's face, causing his pupils to contract suddenly.

He slowly raised his head and saw the weak figure covered in bruises and was blocked in front of him. His chapped lips moved, but he could not make any sound.

Luo Yunxiao slowly lowered her head, saw the long sword that penetrated her chest, and looked at the woman whose heart was burned by her Mingyin Holy Flame. There was a rare hint of surprise on her face: "Jun Muyan, can you still stand up?"

No help from Kagura skills.

There is no blessing from the power of the law.

Jun Muyan, who fought with him only by relying on swordsmanship, was like a flock shaking a tree, without any resistance.

Her hands were broken and her feet were half broken.

Nothing in his body was intact, and he was burned all over by the Nether Yin Holy Flame.

If it weren't for the constraints of Qihuang's half-soul consciousness, Luo Yunxiao would have killed her long ago.

But even if it has not been killed, Luo Yunxiao can be sure that Jun Muyan has long lost the power to fight.

But this woman actually blocked her attack on Chu Moli at the critical moment, and used her only remaining divine power to recall the Seven Secret Sword and severely injured herself.

But Luo Yunxiao was only shocked for a moment, then shook her head coldly and said cruelly: "Jun Muyan, do you think this little attack can kill me? Then you are too..."

Before he could finish his words, his face suddenly changed.

The originally solid body swayed violently, as if there was something to break free.

The Chixiao Sword was pulled out and Mu Yan fell slowly.

But a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Qianhuang!"

"Luo Yunxiao" frowned, and the Chixiao sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, pressing his hands on the hilt of the sword, trying his best to suppress the rioting soul in his body.

However, the phantom swayed more and more violently.

In the end, the body finally split into two, one red and one white.

The one that is popular is Qihuang.

The white one is Luo Yunxiao, or the half-soul of the world-destroying world.

Qihuang rushed to Mu Yan and wanted to help her up, but because she had no physical body, her palm passed through her body.
Chapter completed!