Chapter 946 The Critical Moment!

Boom!

In the palace in the center of the nine peaks, a dark energy was raging, bombarding the palace and trembling violently.

Murong Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, was shrouded in a dark divine light, and behind him stood an illusory sky-reaching shadow, like a peerless underworld emperor from the underworld. The void seemed to be suppressed by thousands of divine peaks, and the void was stagnant.

Uh-huh!

Murong Sheng opened his eyes, and two beams of dark divine light burst out like the Netherworld Divine Sword.

"The Underworld Emperor's divine way is indeed terrifying. No wonder it became the sect's sect. Now that I have practiced it, even if I have three levels of supernatural powers, I am not afraid of facing four or five levels."

Murong Sheng was very satisfied with the results of his cultivation.

"After the Underworld Emperor has mastered the divine way, all he needs is my Nether Demon Evil Yang Body. As long as I absorb the Yin Jue Body and the Yuanyin of the Five Spirits Xuanxin Holy Mother Body, I will be able to cultivate it to perfection. By then, I will be far away from the Holy Spirit." Zi-level Tianzi is one step closer."

No one knows that Murong Sheng's ambition is not in the realm of immortality. He wants to become a genius at the level of a saint, and he wants to become a being that transcends the realm of immortality.

Thinking of the glorious and promising future, Murong Sheng became anxious and shouted: "Go and arrange the two of them for me, I'm going to practice soon!"

Suddenly, the old woman waiting outside the main hall knew what Murong Sheng was going to do, and turned around and walked towards the palace next to her.

Under the Nine Peaks, Ye Wushuang also turned and left.

"waste!"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang was scolded and walked away, the young man cursed indifferently, with such disdain that he even feared his aura, what a waste!

Boom!

No longer looking at Ye Wushuang, the young man turned around and walked away into the air. At this time, Ye Wushuang's footsteps collapsed towards the void, and a portal tore open in front of his eyes, and he stepped in.

Boom!

The next moment, strangely emerged from the front of the young man, and the Jidao Heaven-Bending Hand stretched out, like a lightning hand reaching for the young man's neck.

"You... the young man's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that Ye Wushuang would suddenly appear in front of him and boldly attack him.

He was stunned for a moment, reacted quickly, and became furious. He punched Ye Wushuang's claws from the air. It was extremely fast, the avenues were intertwined, the sacred patterns were circling, and they bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, like a divine sun shining in the sky.

Boom!

This punch was extremely fast, and it hit Ye Wushuang's claws in the blink of an eye. Ye Wushuang swung his wrist, and the golden claws changed an arc, passing by the young man's fist, and creating a brilliant impact with the terrifying fist. spark.

On one side of Ye Wushuang's body, the other hand was close to the fist. The Emperor pointed at it, and the Divine Light of Emperor Destruction pierced the holy mark and blasted through the young man's wrist. Before he could scream, Ye Wushuang's hand It held his throat so that he couldn't scream.

The young man's eyes showed fear, and the small world rushed out of his body, preparing to give Ye Wushuang a fatal blow.

Click!

With a movement of Ye Wushuang's wrist, he directly unscrewed the young man's head. The golden divine pattern swallowed up the head, obliterating his soul, and the body was also swallowed up by the Dragon Blood Divine Cauldron.

Breaking through the eighth level of the Holy King and trying his best, Ye Wushuang is quite satisfied with his own strength. If he can easily kill someone with half a step to the level of magical power, then the level of magical power no longer threatens his life.

With a thought, Ye Wushuang stepped into the void and landed in front of the palace. Although it was definitely not Lan Xinyu, Mu Bingxue seemed to be here.

"Hurry up, or Mother Yun will blame you later!"

When Ye Wushuang set foot on the palace, several women were busy walking through the palace, and more people were heading towards a palace in the south corner.

In this palace, women placed beautiful clothes and jewelry on a table.

Sitting next to them were two women, Lan Xinyu and Mu Bingxue!

"Sister Mu, can you do me a favor?"

Lan Xinyu's face was still pale, her hair was disheveled, and the blood on her body had condensed quickly, and even her snow-white skin was covered by black and red blood clots.

There was no sparkle in her eyes, only the will to die!

Mu Bingxue was shaken by this. The woman in front of her was much weaker than her in cultivation, but she was stubborn, tougher and more persistent than her!

Mu Bingxue didn't dare to talk to her, because she knew what Lan Xinyu wanted from her.

"Please kill me and give me an understanding!"

Lan Xinyu said lightly, let her become a wedding dress and a plaything, she would rather die!

"Sister Xinyu!"

Mu Bingxue didn't know how to comfort Lan Xinyu now, because her fate seemed to be doomed, and even she couldn't escape it, so how could she comfort others?

"Give me a pleasure, I will thank you forever!" Lan Xinyu wanted to commit suicide, but her cultivation was blocked and she didn't even have the chance to self-destruct.

"happy!"

Hearing Lan Xinyu's words, Mu Bingxue's eyes flashed. If she wanted to be happy, she was the one who deserved it.

Watching her father's family being killed without being able to do anything, and eventually becoming the plaything of her enemies, her pain was no less than that of Lan Xinyu.

She took out a dagger in her hand, flashing with the light of destruction, and the suspended holy pattern seemed like a life-threatening rune.

"If you die, I will die too!"

Mu Bingxue also sighed in despair. She had not resisted before, which allowed Aunt Yun to neglect her precautions and gave her a chance to end it.

After staring at Lan Xinyu, she saw Lan Xinyu nodded. Mu Bingxue hesitated for a moment, then raised the dagger and stabbed Lan Xinyu between the eyebrows.

This blow was fatal and enough to wipe out Lan Xinyu's soul and free her completely.

Lan Xinyu also smiled with relief!

Boom!

However, just when the dagger was a few millimeters away from Lan Xinyu, a laser pierced through the void and shot at the dagger like a magic needle. With a clang, the dagger flew out of Mu Bingxue's hand and nailed to the palace wall.

Mu Bingxue's face changed immediately, thinking that Murong Sheng had noticed it.

"Get out of here!"

The furious roar exploded, shaking the palace. A violent force directly swept Mu Bingxue away, hitting the wall hard, and spitting out blood with a wow.

And Lan Xinyu also dragged her injured body and rushed towards the dagger nailed to the palace wall. Her intention was obvious.

"Xinyu!"

A familiar voice, as if appearing in a dream, echoed in her ears, causing her footsteps to pause.

Boom!

Then, a strong arm directly stopped her in his embrace. She wanted to struggle, but when she looked back, she was stunned.

"Ye... Brother Ye!"

A trembling and uncertain voice came out of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed with disbelief!

Is it him?

It's really him!

That familiar breath made her forget to think!