His slender fingers, white as jade, traced the outline of her facial features little by little, as if to imprint her deeply in the depths of his soul, and the corners of his mouth outlined a seductive smile, so bewitching and extremely gentle: "Hitomi girl suffers, how can this king enjoy it?" ”

"Don't be afraid, girl, this little thunderbolt doesn't dare to hurt you for half a minute, you wait a while, it will be over soon."

Ye Qiantong's eyes shrank suddenly, her heart beat nervously unexpectedly, and then sank hard, as if she had pressed a thousand gold stones, and it was difficult to breathe.

She jerked her head up into the distance, and countless hideous rolling thunderbolts and snakes scrambled out of the clouds, and the energy that destroyed the world was suffocating.

Thunder of Heavenly Punishment!

This is the thunder of heavenly punishment!

Emperor Ming Jue actually activated the thunder of heavenly punishment!

Ye Qiantong's eyes widened in shock, and her heart contracted violently, as if she was being grabbed by a big hand, and it hurt to death.

No!

No!

However, just when she wanted to do something, just as she was about to do something, suddenly, a terrifying thunderous rage burst out, and the pupils of Ye Qiantong widened, only to feel a dazzling light flashing at the bottom of her eyes, and for a moment, the whole world was filled with white light.

"Boom!" A loud bang exploded, and a powerful and terrifying thunderbolt struck Emperor Mingjue's back, and he was forced to endure the heavy slash of the thunderstorm.

"No!!" Caught off guard, Ye Qiantong's breath was suffocated, and he felt Di Mingjue's body tremble slightly, as if a sharp pain spread from his body through his fingertips, spreading all over his limbs, and his internal organs seemed to experience his scorching pain.

Ye Qiantong's face turned pale, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Emperor Ming, you are crazy!" When did I blame you?! It's just that I'm not strong enough, what does it have to do with you?! Everything has nothing to do with you, you give me a stop!! ”

At this moment, Ye Qiantong was very angry, her chest was surging with an indescribable emotion that fluctuated violently, she didn't know what she was angry about, maybe it was the crazy self-abuse of the Qi Emperor, or maybe it was because her strength was low and it was too weak to stop him.

"Nothing to do with me? Nothing to do with me? Emperor Mingjue muttered softly, staring at the person in front of him in a low voice, his bottomless black eyes overflowing with a trace of purple energy, and his sexy thin lips overflowed with a desolate and ethereal smile.

"Hmm-" Suddenly, Di Ming felt a sweetness in his throat, and a scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Qiantong's heart was suffocated, and the red reflected by his pupils was so dazzling, thinking of the cold poison on his body, thinking of the purpose of his coming to the Ancient Fallen Battlefield to kill the berserk black dragon and obtain the Holy Fire Spirit Bead.

Every step of the ancient fallen battlefield ruins is a life-and-death crisis, if Emperor Ming never loses his spiritual power, then the consequences, Ye Qiantong dare not think about it.

In order to prevent him from continuing to harm himself, Ye Qiantong forcibly suppressed the regret in his heart, and his voice was fierce and tough: "Yes!" It's not about you! You and I are nothing but a union of gratitude! Why should you punish yourself because of me? In what capacity are you punishing yourself?! ”

The bright red blood is like a bewitching and bloodthirsty flower, the emperor's blood-colored thin lips are like the king of hell, the beautiful eyes are like the black Tan abyss, the evil demon is demonic, unfathomable, and the whole person is like a satanic demon god possessed, cold and bloodthirsty, dark and killing.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was so desolate and miserable, like a lonely eternal life forever sealed in the dark world.

Emperor Mingjue stared at her deeply, her charming face was lonely and pale, and her voice was hoarse like an abandoned depravity: "In that case, why do you care about this king's affairs? ”