In an instant, a huge luster shone between the two gods, and the peony petals that were constantly flying, and the boiling water that wanted to boil was churning up and down, which was very strange.

Wu Zetian was stunned and sighed at the wonder of the artifact. She didn't expect that this was what Ming Shi had blindly changed by relying on his technique. In just two or three seconds, the incense pill turned a turquoise cyan, exuding a beautiful brilliance. And the Linglong lock fell down and was returned to the empress by Ming Shiyin.

Of course, the Linglong lock at this time was already fake, but the empress didn't know it, so she still carefully hid the Linglong lock. As for the incense pill, Wu Zetian didn't think about it, so he reached out and picked up the pill and swallowed it.

She wants to live, and this pill will allow her to avoid Yun Zhongjun's killing and live well! A satisfied smile appeared on Wu Zetian's face.

On the other side, Yun Zhongjun was flying in the air, the whirring wind blowing past his ears, and the scars on his wings caused by the lightning strike were still faintly painful. But these pains were nothing in his eyes at this moment. Seven years in captivity, in the dark, the pain of losing liberty is far greater than the pain of the flesh!

Yun Zhongjun's eyes searched in the imperial harem, he must search through the imperial harem and find out Wu Zetian, kill this woman and vent the hatred in his heart. His eyes were on the ground of the emperor's harem, looking inch by inch, until he saw a pond full of lotus flowers, and next to the lotus pond, there was a woman's figure! Yun Zhongjun's heart chuckled, and he would never forget that beautiful and vicious face in his life.

"Oh, Yunzhongjun, be in pain! Remorse! If you lose the sky, you lose your freedom! Forever in this dark cage, wail in pain! Wu Zetian's beautiful and delicate face said this with a smile.

Yun Zhongjun recalled Wu Zetian who was standing outside the prison with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the hatred in his heart was superimposed layer after layer! He wants the life of this vicious woman! It's all because of Wu Zetian, he can't go back to Yunmengze, he can't see Yao, and he lives in endless loneliness and pain every day.

So when Yun Zhongjun saw Wu Zetian's figure, his wings suddenly exerted his strength and rushed towards Wu Zetian very quickly. When he saw Wu Zetian, he didn't even want to say a word, so he waved his claws and killed Wu Zetian.

"Die! You wicked woman! Yun Zhongjun's bird claws drew a wave of qi in the air, and the wave of qi rushed straight behind Wu Zetian.

"Yun Zhongjun, you stubborn person!" Wu Zetian dodged this blow very quickly, although she dodged it, but the luxurious robe on her body was cut and pulled out of a small hole because of Yun Zhongjun's fierce qi. Wu Zetian was secretly scared in his heart. It's so dangerous, just now! Fortunately, she was fast enough to dodge the blow. Otherwise, Yun Zhongjun cut down from behind, wouldn't he be dead.

"Actually dodged my blow? But then it won't be that easy! Yun Zhongjun suddenly flapped his wings and fanned the wind, and the whirring wind swept up from all directions, turning into a strong wind like a tornado, rushing towards Wu Zetian.

Wu Zetian waved his sleeves in fear and used the dragon royal qi, and the golden dragon royal qi surrounded Wu Zetian's body like a golden coiled dragon, resisting the fierce wind blowing fiercely. But this support was only for a few seconds, and the wind in the clouds was obviously much stronger and stronger.

The wind whistled through the golden dragon qi. The golden light of Wu Zetian's body was shattered in an instant, and her people were also shaken by the strong wind and flew out a lot, and fell to the ground with a grunt. Her knees and hands were bruised and bleeding. Wu Zetian glared at Yun Zhongjun hatefully, she thought to herself that Yun Zhongjun was so ruthless, he was killed everywhere. Fortunately, she took the pill in advance, all this is just an illusion, and it will eventually pass.

"Hmph, you're not dead yet?" Yunzhongjun flew in mid-air, and he stared at Wu Zetian who fell on the ground, his face full of hatred. He was surprised that Wu Zetian was hit by his gale, and he was still panting.

"You want to kill me! Dream on! Someday, I'll put you in a cage again! Shut up for you forever and ever! Wu Zetian shouted loudly with hatred on his face. She is a noble queen, how could she be bullied and beaten to the ground. Such humiliation is completely unacceptable to her!

"Someday? Hehe. Yun Zhongjun frowned in disgust, and Wu Zetian's words once again aroused the anger in his heart.

"Nope! There is no more day left for you wicked woman! Yun Zhongjun roared angrily, and he leaned down and rushed down from the sky. His wings were like sharp blades, and countless feathers turned into cold sharp blades, killing Wu Zetian.

Yes! A scream rang out.

A silver feather stabbed into Wu Zetian's shoulder like a sharp knife. Suddenly a large expanse of blood flowed from her shoulders, red blood spilling out of her flesh and soaking through her dark clothes, and the warm blood fell down drop by drop.

The intense pain dilated the pupils of her eyes, and her delicate face distorted. Wu Zetian blinked in horror and reached out to touch the feather on his shoulder. Pain! It hurts to the bone! Blood keeps flowing!

How so? Why does it hurt so much? Why is this pain so real! It's as if it's all there. Wu Zetian panicked and was scared. She covered her wounds, turned around and got up to run. I saw her stand up, and another feather pierced her back like a sharp knife, and she howled in pain!

Wu Zetian's eyes were dizzy in pain, and before she could recover her senses, another sharp blade slammed into her leg. She let out a miserable howl, her face distorted in pain, and she still wanted to run, but one after another, like dense rain falling from the sky, stabbed into Wu Zetian's back one after another.

"Ahh Help me! Someone! Yes! Wu Zetian howled miserably, and the sharp pain in her body made her fall to the ground. Her forehead hit the cold stone bricks, thumping and bleeding. She looked up in a trance, only bursts of sharp pain spreading from different parts of her body.

"It hurts... Pain... Help..."Wu Zetian was like a kitten pressed to the ground at this time, being beaten mercilessly and fiercely by a whip. Each sharp feather was a sharp steel knife that pierced through her body and pinned her to the ground like a hedgehog. A large amount of blood poured out of her back, legs, and feet, and it was pouring large patches on the ground.

"It's not going to die... I'm not going to die.." Wu Zetian's face turned pale and shook his head in extreme panic. She was so afraid of death, afraid of the loss of all rights. She could not accept death, and died in extreme panic.