Facing the siege of the five Spirit Emperors, Zale was like a clown who was played, and he was kicked around and wolf bèi, and this was the most humiliating day of his life.

He was angry, he hated, but he couldn't do anything, he was scared and frightened when he saw his family's territory and castle completely destroyed, and watching the Spirit Emperor around him being killed one by one. He never thought that he would die in this way, he still had a long life to enjoy life, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to leave this colorful world.

Facing the fear of death, he finally gave up his dignity and the glory of a wealthy family, and helplessly begged for mercy: "You let me go, I promise to leave Silver Moon City and fly away, never appear in front of you again, never go against the Dark Dragon Hall again, please let me live!"

Ye Wentian sneered, "Do you think this is possible? From the moment you appeared on the list of evils against Teresa's transformation, your fate was already sealed. Struggle and resist, and retain a little bit of your dignity as a Spirit Emperor. ”

"No, no, no, I want to live, I don't want to die!" that plan is none of my business, the Odin family is the initiator, I am innocent, innocent!" Zale shouted.

Ye Wentian snorted and shouted, "Catch him!" After speaking, he jumped high with the Thunder Dragon Fang Heavenly Halberd, the sharp halberd blade was facing downward, and the edge was facing Zale's heart.

Zale had already been seriously injured, and the true body of the beast spirit had also been beaten back to its original form, and his body had been reduced to six out of ten. Dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, and dragons responded in unison, and they swarmed up to firmly restrain Zale.

Seeing the halberd blade falling from the sky, Zale's facial features were distorted, and he struggled and shouted: "If you don't give me a way to live, I'll blow myself up and drag you to be buried with you, ahhh

Ye Wentian's voice came from the air, and Sen coldly mocked: "In front of me, did you blow yourself up? Now, destroy it!" Holding the halberd with both hands, the halberd blade facing downward, like a nine-day thunder punishment descending on the world.

In Zale's last vision, there was only the flickering thunder light and Ye Wentian's indifferent face, suppressed by the combined force of the five Spirit Emperors, not to mention the spiritual power, he couldn't even move his hands and feet.

Finally, with a pop, the sharp halberd blade pierced through Zale's heart, stabbed out from behind, and drops of blood flowed down the halberd blade, tick, tick......

Zale's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes burst into veins, and then his head softened, and a generation of eighty-nine level Spirit Emperors fell.

Since then, all the people below the Supreme level in the DuPont Family's Silvermoon City Territory have been killed, the captain of the Dark Dragon Palace's personal guard has lost zero, and the personal guard has lost fifty-five people.

The results of this battle are brilliant!

Long Yi and the five people guarded Ye Wentian in the middle, and they all understood that if he didn't participate in the battle, the five Spirit Emperors would definitely win against the seven Spirit Emperors, and it would be an absolute defeat for them, among which Long Si and Long Wu would probably never see the sun tomorrow again.

However, this qiē has changed, just because of Ip Mantian, every qiē has completely changed!

Ye Wentian stepped on the chest of Zale's corpse, and snorted and pulled out the blood-stained halberd, which pointed to the sky and shouted: "Welcome the triumph of the female marshal!"

The five Spirit Emperors and the forty-five surviving guards looked into the air in the direction of the halberd, and sure enough, they saw a black crack in the air, and there was silence in the crack, without any sound of battle and energy fluctuations caused by collisions, and even the ice and flames disappeared.

Three seconds later, a blood-stained steel boot stepped out of the crack.

Everyone knows that there is only one owner of this steel boot, and that is the Dark Dragon Marshal: Teresa!

"Long live Marshal!"

"We've won!"

"The Dark Demon Dragon is invincible!" the forty-five guards all raised their spears excitedly and roared wildly, the rolling sound was unprecedentedly high. In their hearts, the Dark Dragon Marshal once again proved her invincibility with the strength of iron and blood.

What if it was a level ninety-four veteran supreme? Even if it was a demon martial spirit?

As a warrior, there is no one who is not thrilled by victory, even with the composure of a skeleton man and a masked man, he can't help but tremble with excitement. For them, being able to become Teresa's personal guard captain and witness Teresa's strength is the highest honor of their lives.

Only Ye Mantian's mind was different, he looked up at the blood-stained combat boots and secretly swore: "Teresa, one day I will surpass you, that day is not far away!"

In the distant vicinity of the wealthy territories, the powerhouses who flew in the sky to watch the battle collectively fell, one faster than the other, and even the powerhouses above the imperial city in the central area shrank back, and among them was an incomparably dark light cluster, which was the Eternal Night Emperor Hescard. No one was going to stand up and touch Teresa's head at this time, they just had to wait for the day of transformation.

The second combat boot stepped out of the crack, Teresa walked out of the other space, the Divine Martial Spirit Black Dragon Emperor had disappeared, the broken crimson cloak hunted and danced on the shoulder, the armor had many parts of the depression and broken, the spikes were also a lot of twisted and deformed, and the helmet was missing most of it, but the domineering murderous aura exuded from her body was still condensed like a substance, the blood-stained beautiful face, and the slightly burnt ice blue hair on her forehead, not only did not reduce her charm, but made her more different.

This is the majesty of the Dark Dragon Marshal!

A narrow staircase formed by the ice condensed from Teresa's feet, and the first step extended downward, carrying the heavy and sonorous footsteps of the marshal.

Teresa was holding the Coiling Dragon Overlord Gun in her left hand and the Torment Chain in her right hand, in which was tied an old man with white hair and white beard and wrinkled skin, who looked like he would almost choke at any moment.

The former Fire Demon Supreme, just like Teresa in his hands, like a death row prisoner, without any image and no dignity, from this moment on, he is no longer the Supreme, he will lose a qiē, and will fall into hell in the darkness of the Dark Dragon Temple.

"I know you're going to win. When Teresa walked down the ice stairs to the front of Man, Ye Wentian said with a smile.

Teresa glanced at Ye Wentian, maintaining a ruthless look, and with a wave of the spear, she ordered: "Go back to the Dragon Palace, sister, I want everyone to remember, this is the end of going against me!" After speaking, she dragged Old Dupont to the ground and turned around and walked in the direction of the Dark Dragon Palace.

"Long live Lord Marshal!" the guards cheered in unison, and everyone followed Teresa's pace.

Along the way, Teresa wore torn hideous armor and dragged the dying Fire Demon Supreme through the third, fourth, and fifth sectors......

The entire Silver Moon City exploded, everyone was terrified, and the news spread at an incredible speed, so Ye Wentian knew that this incident would definitely go down in the history of the world, adding another stroke to the ferocity of the Dark Demon Dragon.

(I'm about to add a spirit ring to Xingtian)