In the impression of the world, Teresa is synonymous with tyranny, murder, and tyranny, and if Teresa repeats the words a third time, the consequences are really unimaginable!

The blood in Ye Wentian's eyes gradually disappeared, losing the support of spiritual power, and the phantom of Xingtian gradually faded, before disappearing, an idea of Xingtian was transmitted to Ye Wentian's mind, this outbreak, the accumulated spiritual power was completely consumed, and for a long time, Xingtian had to cultivate his soul and could not appear again. And Ye Wentian's task is to constantly take spiritual liquid to replenish spiritual power for Xingtian.

After a year, Ye Wentian finally met Teresa again, the woman who kissed her for the first time, and once again witnessed Teresa's strong strength. After a year, her strength is becoming more and more unfathomable!

Ye Zhiqiu's whole body trembled like chaff, tears flowed down his face, and a commotion came out of his crotch, and he actually urinated incontinence.

Seeing the black-red magic pattern on the chain, Tuoba suddenly thought of something, and shouted in shock: "This is a weapon! Fifth-order equipment: torture chain! This equipment is not a ......" Saying this, he suddenly shut up, this chain is the private belongings of the Emperor Pompeii, since Teresa beheaded the emperor, this equipment naturally changed hands.

Fifth-Order Equipment! Ye Wentian couldn't help but look at the chain wrapped around Ye Zhiqiu's neck, this was the first time he had seen a fifth-order equipment! You must know that the fifth-order equipment is the highest level of equipment, and one step further is the legendary emperor equipment!

Almost without hesitation, Tuoba Nu and Hua Shoucheng knelt on the ground, and Emperor Ling's knee finally kissed the ground in front of the absolutely powerful female marshal.

"Very well! now climb in front of my man!" Teresa smiled as wickedly as a devil, her delicate countenance turned out to be a little hideous, her ice-blue eyes were full of tyrannical pleasure, and a delicate flush appeared on her fair face.

"The man of the female marshal?Who is it, the man who is qualified to be the female marshal?How can he be here?" Hua Shoucheng and Tuoba Shan looked at the sky stunned, unable to react for a while.

It's no wonder that no one would associate the weak Ip Mantian with the powerful female marshal, how could there be an intersection between these two people? This is simply something that cannot happen if heaven and earth are destroyed!

And yet, it just happened!

The black dragon covered his mouth for fear that he would shout out in excitement, his eyes were purring, and he knew Teresa's habits very well, once she showed this tyrannical and happy demeanor, it meant that she was very cool now! If anyone dared to defeat the interest of the female marshal, he would definitely regret living in this world! Isn't the red dragon mount of the predecessor a bloody example?

"That stupid dragon, how can it compare to my Brilliant Martial Gregory?" the black dragon's thoughts began to fly.

"What are you waiting for? Isn't my man right behind you?" Teresa's expression was even more evil, her left hand shook the chains, and a huge force came down from the air, only to hear a crackling sound, Ye Zhiqiu was carried up by the chains, and slammed on the ground again.

Hua Shoucheng and Tuoba Shan slowly twisted their stiff necks and looked behind them.

Behind them there was only one man, a teenager standing quietly.

The eyes of the two subconsciously swept around...... No one else.

Then there is only one answer - Ip Mantian!

It really can't be someone else!

But how could this young man be, how dare he become a man of a female marshal? Isn't he afraid of being tortured to death?

Hua Shoucheng and Tuoba Shan knelt on the ground and turned around, hesitated, but still did not move. It was only a quarter of an hour ago, Ye Wentian was still an ant that could be crushed to death at will under their feet, but a quarter of an hour later, he was going to crawl in front of him on his knees?

The great shame even made them temporarily forget about the means of the female marshal.

The two hesitated, but someone took the lead.

I saw Ye Zhiqiu kneeling on the ground, crawling towards Ye Wentian on all fours, crying as he crawled: "I was wrong, I will kowtow to you, woo woo, I will be your slave from now on, master, you plead, let the marshal loosen the chains, woo woo!"

What kind of pain did it make the fierce and mighty Spirit Emperor give up the most basic dignity, be willing to become a slave, and be willing to kneel and beg for mercy!

Hua Shoucheng and Tuoba Nu glanced at each other and swallowed at the same time, they both saw unprecedented fear in each other's eyes.

At this time, Maitreya finally dragged the old monk out of the ruins, and used his first spiritual skill to treat the old monk's injuries. The old monk coughed up a mouthful of blood, woke up slowly, got up and looked at the field, and happened to see a scene that he would never forget.

The Shadow King sneaked back behind the old monk with Starripple, and then disappeared immediately, for fear of being noticed by Teresa.

On the other side, Dean Gan and Hua Xiong were fine, hiding in the ruins and watching everything that happened in the field. Hua Xiong didn't even dare to look up at Teresa, but his eyes staring at Ye Wentian were full of jealousy, and that thick jealousy could even turn into a real flame!

Hua Yue was pressed down by a stone slab and was pretending to be dead, but his trembling body revealed the fact that he was still alive.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was covered with blood all the way, and finally crawled to Ye Wentian's feet: "Master, I was wrong, please spare me, spare me, woo woo woo woo......" Ye Zhiqiu became inferior to a lost dog, completely ignoring the sand on Ye Wentian's feet, lowered his head and kissed him on the back of his feet.

The rule of this world: slaves must kiss the instep of their master's feet as a sign of obedience.

Ye Wentian took a step back in disgust, with a look of pity in his eyes: "Ye Zhiqiu, you also have today! Do you still want to know where my father is? Do you still want the family emperor?"

Ye Zhiqiu kissed the ground and begged: "I don't want to, I don't want to, the master ......"

Ye Wentian took a deep breath and shouted abruptly, "Get out!"

"If he doesn't want to, then you don't want any!" Teresa was in the air, holding the chain in her left hand and tugging at it fiercely.

The chains snapped and retracted, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were round in fright, and his hands were scratching: "Don't, I don't want to go up, don't!"

Completely unable to resist, Ye Zhiqiu was dragged into the air by the chains, and finally stopped between the two giant eyes of the black dragon.

Teresa grabbed the chains and brought Ye Zhiqiu in front of her, with an evil smile like a devil in the abyss: "Since my man refuses to accept you, then you are useless, say goodbye to my sister!"

"Ah no!" In Ye Zhiqiu's desperate gaze, Teresa's slender and slender right leg was raised, swept in the air, and the sharp steel combat boots kicked Ye Zhiqiu's face fiercely.

With a bang, blood shot out, Ye Zhiqiu's head was instantly deformed, and the whole person turned into a meteor and shot towards the darkness.

A bloody jaw fell on the black dragon's nose, and the black dragon spewed out white gas in disgust, blowing the disgusting thing down.