Tongzi watched the host's darkness soar to one hundred in an instant after knowing that Subaiku had died.

The darkness was emitting a faint black light, reminding it that it couldn't stop it.

Nan Ji's red lips smiled

"Ah, yes, I can't kill anyone."

It's obviously a laughing and muttering voice, why does it become more creepy the more you listen to it?

In the next second, her body fell backwards.

Tongzi was stunned, thinking that the host had fainted from the pain caused by the curse.

It was found that she had not fallen to the ground.

The little black ball, against Nanji's back, supported her weight.

In the next second, the little black ball turned into a black throne.

In this place, which resembles a Shura field, a black throne full of thorns suddenly appeared.

Nan Ji was dressed in blood and sat on it.

With his hair scattered and his forehead supported with one hand, he looked so gloomy that he was returning from hell.

Tick-tock, blood was still flowing down her hand.

She didn't care.

Concubine Han Ling looked at Nan Ji's changes, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

Although I don't know why, I always feel that this woman is a little different from before.

But soon, Concubine Han Ling left this idea behind.

What does it matter?

I'm going to die here anyway.

She has the strongest system in her hand, and she dominates the cultivation realm, why is it difficult?

Rather, the skin of this demon king.

Concubine Han Ling was not afraid at all, and looked Nan Ji up and down as she approached.

"It's a shame to look like this."

Her voice fell.

He raised the lightning ion gun in his hand

"Goodbye, Demon King."

The voice fell, bang!

The bullet was fired.

What she aimed at was Nanji's head.

But for some reason, the bullet suddenly disappeared when it was about to approach Nanji.

Nan Ji had a dangerous laziness all over her body.

Listen to her voice

"Not to kill me?"

Concubine Han Ling's eyes narrowed.

Grip the Thunderbolt Ion Gun with both hands and fire several salvos with a bang.

Without exception, the bullet reached Nanji's eyes and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Nan Ji raised her eyelids and glanced at her

"That's all there is to it?

Nothing else? ”

The lazy tone was extremely provocative to the ears of Concubine Han.

With a wave of her hand, the lightning ion gun vanished.

She held a superb holy sword in her hand and stabbed straight towards Nanji.

Nan Ji lowered her eyes and swept over her ankles.

The tattoo, glowing black, had returned to normal.

Tongzi

[Host, your Darkness has dropped to a safe value, and the punishment is over.] 】

The little black dragon thought it was incredible.

The host's revenge has not yet been avenged, why has this dark value been reduced?

Looking at Nan Ji's expression again, she seemed to be waiting for this moment.

Rise from the throne of thorns.

I saw that the little black ball turned into a holy sword exactly the same as in the hand of Concubine Han Lingfei in the next second.

Tick tock, blood is falling.

Bang!

Two powerful forces collided.

Concubine Han never thought that the holy sword produced by the strongest system would lose to her opponent.

Bite!

Concubine Hanling's eyes shrank, and the holy sword in her hand was not held steady, and it was bounced out.

She knew the danger and wanted to step back.

In the next second, Nan Ji's bloody hand grabbed her neck.

It's like pulling a kite with a broken string, and it instantly drags it in front of you.

Nan Ji stared at her with a gloomy gaze

"You killed him."

As soon as this sentence fell, Tongzi looked at Nan Ji's dark value and jumped up again.

(End of chapter)