At the moment when everything was about to end, the entire Shangguan Mansion suddenly trembled and trembled, the windows rattled, the storm crackled at the foot of the house, and the cold voice came from far and near, bringing hope for life.

"Those who dare to touch the deity, you, I'm afraid you're impatient!"

LaCrosse was dressed in red, flying in the torrential rain, like a ghost breaking out of the air from this enchantment, the rain washed away all the hiding of that face, and under the light of lightning and thunder, it revealed the most proud coldness.

That's what the god of war should look like.

That's it, it belongs to the momentum of the killer queen.

The person who made her find trouble at this juncture, the person who made her run in the rain, the person who wanted to kill the person she cared about, no matter who it was, she Junyue, would not let anyone go!

His uncle, he has to challenge her bottom line when she is in a bad mood, since this is the case, then, no matter what is behind this, she will do her best to clear the clouds!

At the moment of coming, the silver needle in LaCrosse's hand penetrated the powerful power, dense like a drizzle, and went directly towards the unsuspecting woman in the cloak.

The red-clothed bloodthirsty, his body moved suddenly, and the shiny dagger pierced the sky, and all the internal forces came out, scattering all the black qi that permeated Qianji.

Jun Yue retracted all his thoughts, folded his hands, and with a blow of internal force, he rushed towards the cloak woman who avoided all the silver needles and attacked suddenly.

The two extremely powerful forces instantly entwined together, and then collided, turning into two cyclones and scattering, and the powerful shockwave scattered the main hall.

In the crackling sound, all the lit candles were extinguished, and in the night, whether bright or dark, the pouring rain fell on the black robe of the cloak woman, making the invisible face a little more frightened.

The god of war has such power!

And at this moment, Jun Yue couldn't help but take a few steps back while protecting Qianji and Afterimage, and his face was also not good-looking. After only one fight, she understood that this time, she had met the most powerful enemy who had come into this world!

And that enemy, she didn't know where it was sacred.

That cloud of black qi was like a sharp blade that could devour everything, although it was no different from internal force. However, the destructiveness and aggression in the hands of the cloak woman in front of him have reached the point of terrifying!

This is a hundred times stronger than the little minions she met a few days ago!

"You, the god of war Yue Xian, come back from the dead, plan the world, it is really the woman that Qianji fancies, but it's a pity, you must die!" The woman in the cloak laughed instead of anger, and suppressed all the strangeness caused by that blow, and the black qi condensed in her hand became more and more vigorous, and under the control of one hand, she directly transformed into a black and powerful long sword, which was instantly approaching Jun Yue's death hole.

"I'm sorry, you want the god of war to die, and the resurrected deity just wants you to die!" Jun Yue was able to avoid the long sword that slashed at her, his ink eyes flashed with cold light, his right hand held the blood-devouring sword and slashed at the black cloak, and his left hand slammed his palm, attaching the dark energy to it, and headed towards the woman's chest.

This time, when the chess meets the opponent, she must win!

For the sake of what she guards, for the sake of what she chases, fearless!

"Heh! Don't be ashamed, the power of a thousand years, do you think it can be easily broken?" The woman in the cloak smiled gloomily, laughing at the inadequacy of the person who was still fighting her, and the black qi gushed out from her robe, not affected by the falling rain at all, and forcibly blocked all the strength and dagger of Lacrosse, "This seat admits that you are very strong, but this is far from enough!

"Unstoppable, you're too arrogant, what kind of bullshit witchcraft is, the deity doesn't know anything, but, now, the deity knows, you, damn it!" Jun Yue missed, and slapped again, only this time, the words were already full of curses.

Because, in LaCrosse's heart, since he can't have an advantage in his hands, it is a wonderful way to be quick to speak for a while!

"Heh, in that case, then let you see the true power that belongs to the dark witch!" The woman in the cloak quickly retreated under the attack of Jun Yue, her hands sealed, and her deep voice echoed in the sound of the rain, long with urgency, with her prayers, the people in the cloak seemed to have gradually dissipated, and with it, a cloud of black gas became thicker and thicker, like a black whirlpool, absorbing all those who could peep at it, and killing it into pieces.

"Damn!" LaCrosse cursed in a low voice, dodging the black smoke that continued to pour towards her with the spell, and raised the pace of light work to the extreme, the rain still slapped her eyes, and the drowning darkness was pressed down violently, making LaCrosse, who had never worried about anything, frightened for the first time.

Because, from that black whirlpool, she read the kind of power that even she didn't consciously want to surrender.

In the dark night, the light retreats, the horror is extreme, and it is so strong that it is impossible to resist!

"It's the Devouring Seal, Junyue, let's go!" Qianji, who woke up, was suddenly shocked, looked at the woman who was dealing with it alone, and warned.

And Junyue, who was about to collapse in the whirlpool, glanced back at Qianji, who was trying to rush up to the rescue, and there was understanding and relief in his eyes.

It was also at that time that she also understood Qianji's hardship - being subject to such a powerful person, he was unwilling to tell him frankly, after all, he was afraid that he would fall into danger!

It's just that the one who should come will always come, since he can't escape, even if he knows that he will lose very badly, but he can only face the difficulties, at this moment, she, LaCrosse, never gives up!

"Annihilation!" the cloak woman's long, strange tone finally broke off, leaving only the last two bytes of incomparably clear clarity.

And with the spit out of those two words, the space that was already overwhelmed by the black clouds and the coercion became even more terrifying, and the black gas suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power, blasting towards the unavoidable Junyue.

The huge black gas mass was reflected in the ink pupils, and Jun Yue gritted his teeth, his steps were raised to the extreme, and at the same time, he put his hands together at the black qi that was enough to destroy her, and slashed it with one palm.

She hasn't lived long enough, and of course she can't die!

This will be the only way to win!

She had already laid a bone erosion in this space, but this woman was too terrifying, and there was nothing unusual in half an hour, since it was not enough, then, she, add some more to that arrogant person!

The woman in the cloak looked at the self-conscious LaCrosse condescendingly, and just flicked her fingers slightly, and the surging black gas suddenly enveloped Lacrosse's chic and sharp figure.

"LaCrosse!"

"Master!"

......

The black aura was permeated, and the pitch-black vortex slowly closed, absorbing the proud figure.

Everything instantly turned silent, and the god who belonged to the eyes of everyone disappeared into the darkness, and everything seemed to be the beginning.

The woman in the cloak withdrew the strength in her hand, and the huge black gas was still swirling, but the people inside were dead in her eyes, and they had turned into nothing, and there was not even a trace of scum left.

She glanced at Qianji, who was still struggling to be rescued, with interest, and sneered: "Qianji, the person I want to kill in this seat, you, can't stop it!"

"And you can only be a slave of this seat forever!" That voice, sentence by sentence, like thunder, exploded the heart of Qianji, who had closed for an unknown amount of time.

He had been planning for so long, but he still killed her again, became a devil again, and could not redeem it, nor could he protect the person he wanted to protect......

He is nothing more than a calamity star abandoned by his clan at the age of five, a nondescript evil seed, and a prisoner who can never escape the shackles......

He's long overdue!

Qianji's eyes were blurred, and he no longer looked like a young man, the tears on his face mixed with blood were washed away by the heavy rain, and his heart was like ashes.

And the black gas around the cloak woman was pervasive, sweeping away all the rain that had been pressed down, she bent down, and a beam of black gas entered from the heart of Qianji's eyebrows from top to bottom, making the person who was paralyzed on the ground tremble suddenly.

At that moment, a dagger entered the heart of the cloaked woman, and the sound of blood into the flesh and bones and the heart-rending pain made the woman who turned her head can't help but say, her pupils shrank suddenly, anger came out from the bottom of her heart, and there was an unconcealable shock on her covered face.

"I'm sorry, the deity is not dead yet, I disappointed you!" "The blood clothes of the LaCrosse covered all the wounds that were eroded by the black qi, although she was embarrassed like a bloody person, her face was as white as paper, but from that purgatory, she was still standing there like a ghost with her already broken body at this moment, but the bloodthirsty and murderous aura in her eyes was not a bit, and the blood was pulled out, and the blood snorted out, and a palm was empty.

"Hmph, then, you will die again!" Although the woman in the cloak received the fatal blow, she was not considered a human being, and the black qi was condensed again in the palm of her hand, and she took the sudden attack of Jun Yue with a palm, and threw it out again with the still strong power that was still strong.

Jun Yue didn't expect that the woman who was poisoned and pierced through the heart would have such power, but her body had been broken from the devouring seal, and there was no way to avoid it, and she was about to receive that palm, when suddenly a figure received all the power and fell straight into her arms.

The long hair should have been like a waterfall, but it was mixed with the rain and put on LaCrosse's face like aquatic plants, and it crashed into LaCrosse's heart on Wednesday.

"Jun-Junyue, I, never, never broken my promise, Qianji, protect-protect you-" The stumbling voice came out of the mouth of the son Qianji, who had never been indifferent, clear and dusty, and calm as water, at that moment, there was only endless remorse, only the reluctant smile.

Looking at each other, infinite nostalgia quietly flowed in those glass-like blue eyes, and LaCrosse watched the breath of life slowly overflow from Qianji's body, and his heart hurt terribly.

The first time, there was regret, and for the first time, she was annoyed by her hubris.

She shouldn't forget the danger, she shouldn't forget that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world......

LaCrosse's fingers panicked on Qianji's faint pulse, and a strong sense of powerlessness was suppressed in her heart, she turned out a bunch of bottles and cans from her sleeves, but she couldn't find a single medicine that could be used to save the person in front of her.

The meridians were damaged, the five internal organs were destroyed, and only a dying breath remained.

And she, there is no time to save, she, no ability to save!

Ridiculous, pathetic!

In the two months of crossing over to become Yue Xian, this is the first time she has been so embarrassed and so frustrated!

She, LaCrosse, will never be willing to sit still!

"Yue Xian, you are very good, very good, you have hurt this seat to such an extent, since this is the case, today, this seat will finish everything for you!" Although the woman in the cloak was defeated, she still had her strength left.

"Then, we will all die together!" Under the ruins of the broken wall, the only remaining habitat, the remnant who had already lost his combat effectiveness held a black thing in his hand, used his body to protect the fire candle that had not been wet, trembling and preparing to light it, he looked up and forgot to glance at LaCrosse, and tried his last strength to raise his body to the extreme, and rushed towards the woman.

That's *, it's the last life talisman that LaCrosse gave to the afterimage, yes, the afterimage used death to protect the master's final blow!

LaCrosse was interrupted by the sudden voice, and his eyes drifted away, it was the decisive figure. The silver needle pierced into the palm, the pain was terrible, the eyes were sour to the extreme, and the pain was irrepressible.

She knew that the afterimage was trading death for her life!

And, she is powerless to save!