"Luo Ziyan, you are really a pedantic person." Wei Wuchang's pale face floated with a hint of mockery, "There are always casualties in war, they will die, but they are not strong enough, and if they want to hit a stone with an egg, they are innocent." ”

His words made Luo Ziyan's eyes darker and darker, and his eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

It's just that Wei Wuchang didn't even think about stopping, or begging for mercy.

"Avenging them is really a high-sounding statement. Of course, since ancient times, since I have been defeated by you, what kind of fate I will suffer depends on your words. ”

"It's just that your pedantry will eventually become your demons."

Luo Ziyan's pupils shrank, pinched Wei Wuchang's neck tightly, and said coldly: "You are right, I am a pedantic person. Whether it's to avenge the dead, or simply vent your inner anger, or you can become a demon......"

"Today, I will let you feel what it means to live rather than die."

As the words fell, a stream of red flames gushed out, instantly enveloping Wei Wuchang.

Under the wrapping of this red flame, Wei Wuchang's body melted away little by little, leaving only a thin soul.

Wei Wuchang felt Luo Ziyan's horror and cruelty, and his eyes flashed with fear.

She's trying to refine her soul like this!

In this way, he not only has no ** return, but also has to endure the most terrible torture.

"Luo Ziyan!!" A sharp pain invaded, making Wei Wuchang's soul constantly writhe, this is a pain from the depths of the soul, except that it will be infinitely magnified, there is no rhythm to alleviate at all.

He was going to watch as his soul melted away in excruciating pain, little by little, and finally turned into nothingness.

The people next to him looked at Luo Ziyan's actions, and they all looked indifferent and didn't feel cruel.

Shaoqi, Jing Yi, Lin Yue, Mengyi, Luo Lingfeng and others all died at Wei Wuchang's hands, and the grief caused to Luo Ziyan was very deep, which could be seen from the white hair.

Even if it was to refine Wei Wuchang's soul and transform his soul, it was not enough to calm the grief in Luo Ziyan's heart.

At the same time, although Wei Wuchang's soul and spiritual power were very strong, Luo Ziyan never thought of devouring it and turning it into his own power.

She just wants this guy to completely disappear from this world after suffering endless pain, and pay tribute to the people she cherishes.

"Luo Ziyan, you can't fight, Lord Youluo." Wei Wuchang struggled, his whole soul was twisted and transformed, and he looked very terrifying, "In the end, you will end up with the same fate as me. ”

Luo Ziyan's pupils shrank, and he slammed his fist, Wei Wuchang let out a last miserable howl, and his soul was instantly compressed into a ball.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have avenged you, and you can rest in peace."

Bang.

The soul in Luo Ziyan's hand was pinched and exploded, turned into a piece of fluorescent, and dissipated in this piece of heaven and earth.

"Little apprentice." Di Xuanqing walked over and gently took her hand, his eyes were distressed and understanding.

Luo Ziyan smiled bitterly at God's clear eyes, and then suppressed the sadness on his face, as well as various emotions, and became indifferent.

She swept around the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Youluo's left and right arms have been disposed of, and now is the time for us to fight back." ”

For a moment, everyone's eyes flashed with a scorching divine light.

There's fear, there's apprehension, there's anticipation.