Chapter 870: Wrath of the Ghost Emperor (2)
With that loud shout, the Ghost Emperor's momentum soared, and a terrifying coercive energy directly knocked Zhuge Ming on the opposite side away.
saw Zhuge Ming like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, and in the eyes of Zi Lao and others, he fell to the ground with a bang.
The crunch of bones smashed into a shallow humanoid pit on the ground.
Zi Lao, Mu Lao, Bai Lao, and Dugu Yue were deeply amazed by the Ghost Emperor's hand, and they were all excited and excited in their hearts, excited, roaring, and shouting in their hearts.
Haha, Zhuge old thief, has he finally been retributed, haha, die, die, be thrown like this, if he doesn't die, he will be crippled, see how his old bones can bear it.
Murong Su, who was lying on the Ghost Emperor's body, reacted at this time, turned around, and stared at Zhuge Ming on the ground indifferently, but saw her wrist move, and a golden flame roared out and shot towards Zhuge Ming on the ground.
As soon as the golden fire crow came out, the air suddenly warmed up, and the sound of steaming water vapor came from the place where the flames passed.
Zhuge Ming, who was lying on the ground, was in severe pain, the meridians in his body were disordered, his qi and blood were surging, and he was thrown by this, and he broke a few bones, and the stinging pain hit, and he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood.
However, all this is not only that, feeling the temperature around him soar, he struggled to open his eyes, the scorching golden flame was reflected in his pupils, his heart trembled fiercely, his eyes were full of fear and fear, and there was even more monstrous anger.
He is the sect master of Tianxuan Sect, has the supreme power, and is in charge of tens of thousands of people in Tianxuan Sect, but now, he has fallen to such a miserable situation, not to mention being thrown into severe pain, and he has to face being attacked by fire.
No, the attack was light, because what he really had to face next was not a fire attack, but a fire, every wisp, every minute, slowly scorched by the fire until it turned to ashes!
"Presumptuous, poof......" Sensing Murong Su's intentions, Zhuge Ming, the sect leader of Tianxuan Sect, shouted angrily, and as soon as the word presumptuous came out, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.
Murong Su, who was hanging in mid-air, looked at it coldly, and his mind was urging, and the golden flame suddenly turned into a ray of light and drilled into Zhuge Ming's gaping mouth.
Snort...... The high temperature was scorching, there was a violent steaming of water vapor, Zhuge Ming roared, his eyes burst out, staring at Murong Su in the sky, his whole body spasmed and struggled, and he was sweating profusely.
However, the Ghost Emperor was under control, and he couldn't struggle for a long time, and could only bear the boundless pain and the burning of the bones.
Murong Su squinted, his soul power was controlled, and the golden flames went down Zhuge Ming's throat, along his intestines, and slowly expanded to all sides, wisps of it, eating away at Zhuge Ming's body bit by bit.
This kind of burning and stinging pain was magnified countless times in Zhuge Ming's conscious state, but he could only bear it, and he didn't even have the ability to choose suicide, and he really became a fish on the chopping board.
Zi Lao and the others next to him glanced at each other, and their hearts were both happy and heartbroken.
The joy is because of the pain of watching Zhuge Ming, and the heartache is because the girl is too cruel and indifferent, the more she is like this, the more she expresses the pain in her heart.
The death of Xuan Xiaowang will become a knot in her heart, but I am afraid that it will not be able to be untied for a while.
This kind of her is something they can't bear to see, they just want her to be happy forever, or the girl who is full of calculation and viciousness before, and lives heartlessly, instead of hiding all the unhappiness in their hearts like now.
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