"For you, I am willing to reverse yin and yang, and let all those who are tired of you and bear you fall into the hell of reincarnation!"

Han Wu closed her eyes tightly, she still remembered that when Huyan Qingshu said this, her clear and deep eyes were firm and affectionate, and under the wind of three thousand black green silks, her upright posture revealed a momentum that looked at the world, making mortals can't help but want to bow down and surrender.

But Han Wu Zhilu said, the gentle smile on his handsome face only appeared for her.

Slowly opening his eyes, Han Wu looked at a cyan bead in his hand, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection, and there was a touch of absoluteness.

"Qingshu, you used to be always in front of me, sheltering me from the wind and rain. At this moment, let Xiao Wu protect you! Han Wu whispered, and then tightly clenched the cyan beads in her hand, her pale lips pursed into a resolute thin line, a few strands of hair swam in front of her forehead, and her beautiful face was stained with a little blood, and a drop of blood that had not dried up dripped down the tip of her nose, looking a little sad.

Suddenly, Han Wu raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his firm and fierce gaze pointed straight ahead, that black oppression, covering half of the sky, an extremely greedy cultivator!

At this time, the torn clothes on her body had already been stained with blood into a dark red bloody clothes, looming her perfect figure, giving people a strange and evil beauty.

It's a pity that the thousands of burning eyes at the scene gathered not her fiery and bewitching figure, but her hand holding the cyan beads tightly, as if she was about to burn her hand that blocked the dazzling light of the cyan beads into ashes.

It is unimaginable for anyone to imagine that for the sake of a cyan bead, whether it is the righteous path or the demon path, they actually joined forces to besiege a woman together. At this moment, there is no longer good or evil, there is only the most primitive greed, they are the greedy beasts who compete for their prey.

In the face of these greedy, devouring eyes, Han Wu responded with unshakable firmness.

Han Wu stared at the beasts around her, her clear eyes were indomitable, she raised her hand suddenly, bent her fingers into claws, dug open her chest, blood was dripping, and resolutely hid the cyan beads in her chest.

With Han Wu's powerful recovery ability, the cyan beads were tightly wrapped around her chest as she gradually recovered, and she announced a message to the beasts:

"If you want to take the pearl, you will kill me and cut my chest to take it!!"

The cultivators are crazy, and so is the cold dance!

Han Wu looked up to the sky and roared, the originally dirty hair began to dance wildly, and the red brilliance flowed through the hair, making it a long red hair like a demon, and the clear eyes were instantly replaced by a piece of blood red, and a mark of fire but not fire gradually appeared on the forehead.

"Roar!" An earth-shattering phoenix roared, mixed with a dragon chant came out of Han Wu's mouth, a pair of white lotus arms emerged with two intertwined blood flames, a divine dragon emitting a dark glow, accompanied by a white brilliant phoenix cruising on her body.

At this time, the cold dance suspended between heaven and earth is like an ancient demon god, like an invincible god of war!

As a last resort, Han Wu urged the ultimate power that could not be controlled yet, the dragon soul and the phoenix! This is the strongest state of the cold dance, a violent posture that can kill gods and destroy Buddhas.

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