Seventy-Three: The Mystery of Killing [Asking for Subscriptions and Monthly Passes]

There was no soul power that could control the next battle, and the illusion on the earth alone would make the three of their protectors instantly turn into ashes.

So it's a risky move.

"We must get rid of them immediately and get the key to get out of here, or I'm afraid there will be more luck." Shen Meijuan resolutely followed her guidelines.

Don't look at her quiet and sweet voice, but her action is obviously more domineering than the three male protectors.

Take a fight to overturn and become a motorcycle, maybe this sentence is placed here by Shen Meijuan, so it is just right.

"That's what the Emperor said." While Shen Meijuan spoke, the Dharma Protector felt even more uncomfortable, thinking that in a few minutes, this battle would be over, and the three people surrounding Shen Meijuan were more violently directed at Shen Meijuan.

Although the soul power of the three of them is now about to disappear, this has not stopped them from moving forward bravely.

However, Shen Meijuan's third attack had not yet been issued, and their space had fogged, and the effect of this mist was similar to that of her first soul technique.

Or is it?

Shen Meijuan was stunned.

No, this kind of efficiency of consuming soul power seems to be even worse than his first soul skill.

Immediately after that, the three Dharma Protectors fell directly to the ground.

Since they didn't have much soul power left, and the attack of this fog, everyone was already vulnerable.

But Shen Meijuan did not hesitate, in the face of all this, she still threw the third blow without hesitation.

"Third Soul Skill, Soul Power Strangulation!" In the flames of soul power burning in front of him, countless dense swords appeared.

In the firelight, there was a grinding sound.

But Shen Meijuan's somewhat vicious eyes had just ignited a burst of pride, and she obviously felt that something was wrong.

She was comforted by some looming power, and it glowed yellow in the mist.

"Dragon!" Shen Meijuan's eyes were shocked and looked at the dragon that fixed her.

At the same time, there are three dragons curled up on the ground, even though all three of them have lost their soul power at present.

And the three people in the sea of soul power fire and the thousands of sword formations in front of them were actually intact, why?

Shen Meijuan doesn't know!

In a short period of time, she played a series of combos, which were enough to kill them in seconds.

However, at this moment, with the second dragon roar, a set of fist techniques, and a stinging soul love, Hu Liena knew about it.

Indeed, all three of them are fine.

Even though Shen Meijuan could withstand the damage of the earth to the body and consciousness of the killer, at this moment, not only did her soul power disappear, but she also fell to the ground with a bang.

If, she hadn't done the third blow, she would have been able to go back to the Kill Palace dungeon, which was their world, their realm.

However, this is no longer possible.

"You ...... Why is it okay? This, unscientific, no one can escape from the hands of the four of us! No one! At this moment, Shen Meijuan's voice was a little torn.

The fog dissipated, and so did the sea of fire and the sound of swords behind the three of them.

The air continued to echo with Shen Meijuan's tearing roar.

……

"Little Medicine Fairy, are you okay?" Hu Liena asked with concern as she helped the little medicine fairy.

The two women had never spoken to each other in this tone.

Hu Liena Menqing, although she hated the close contact between Xiao Yixian and Zhou Zhusheng, but at this moment, it was indeed Xiao Yixian who saved them with a lot of his soul power and his own divine consciousness origin.

It's just that the little doctor fairy won't tell everyone.

The little medicine fairy shook his head at Hu Liena with a dry mouth, and also turned his head to look at Zhou Zhusheng, his brows were also a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

It was a pungent smell that slowly emanated, making everyone feel sick.

Looking at it, it was the three Dharma protectors behind Shen Meijuan, on this land, like candles under the flames, melting rapidly.

And it emitted brown smoke, and these pungent smells were piercing through the melting bodies of the three of them.

Zhou Zhusheng noticed the brown smoke and looked at Shen Meijuan, who was looking up to the sky and roaring at the moment.

"Yes, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, how can there be anything that can be hidden from the world with one mouth!" She touched her face that was cracking, "Protector. Did you see that? None of this is possible!"

"It's impossible!" ……

Zhou Zhusheng took two steps forward, approached Shen Meijuan, picked up one of Shen Meijuan's arms, and prepared to caress the woman.

"They...... What kind of existence are these killers? Zhou Zhusheng couldn't help but be a little curious.

But when Zhou Zhusheng lifted Shen Meijuan, he was pushed to the ground by her palm.

"Don't come near me!" Shen Meijuan smiled even more exaggeratedly, "For a loser, you don't have to pretend, over the years, I have been tired of all the hypocrisy, all hypocrisy is the more fundamental meaning of this killing capital!" Fundamental meaning! ”

……

"Indeed, hypocrisy is the ultimate meaning of killing, you are not wrong, kill the emperor!" It was a burst of voice, resounding in this space.

The charred black bodies of the three Dharma Protectors had long since burned to ashes, and at this moment, another head began to rise in that territory.

And at the same time as this head was raised, there was a rope slowly approaching Shen Meijuan in this space.

"Kill the emperor, are you surprised?" The speaker was the one who had just stayed in the underground where the Emperor had left.

"You don't really understand that hypocrisy is the meaning of killing until you die, but it's too late. And you, not at this moment of defeat in the battle, you became a loser, but from beginning to end you are a real loser. ”

Shen Meijuan looked back at that person, Han Fu!

The child at the beginning, if you think about it carefully, the sunny smile of this child in the past ten years is really a kind of beauty.

During the time he came out, Shen Meijuan didn't feel a trace of joy, because Han Fu gave her a feeling that was more murderous than the three people in front of her.

Moreover, Shen Meijuan will feel the pain of the damage to her divine consciousness on the surface of this land, and the cracks in the skin on her face will gradually deepen.

And he, on the contrary, is unusual, not smiling and looks like a gentle old dog, as if the scarlet divine punishment on land is a kind of enjoyment for him.

"Kill the emperor? Hehe, are you worthy, when you first behaved in front of me, the moment you turned around and cried, you were no longer worthy of this title, you are a weakling, from beginning to end. ”

"What is your gaze dodging?" Han Fu questioned Shen Meijuan, who was crystal clear with tears at this time.

And at this moment, she is not crazy, but calms down when she tears.

"Han Fu, you ......"

"You'd better stop talking, let me tell you, remember, that time the sun went down......"