Chapter 2688 Lightly Coaxed, Crushed with One Palm

When Jun Mohan saw Feng Sujin like this, his heart ached.

At that moment, his heart seemed to be severed by a knife.

Jun Mohan's eyes were painful, and he quickly came to Feng Sujin's side and hugged her, "Ajin, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here..."

Jun Mohan gently coaxed and comforted Feng Sujin's ear.

One hand, with a powerful skill, swung out with a palm and moved towards the Soul Restraining Pagoda.

"boom……"

The soul-suppressing tower shattered just like that.

Those elders even vomited blood from the backlash and fell to the ground.

Those elders looked at the shattered soul tower and the blood they spit out in disbelief.

They were all stunned, completely in disbelief.

From the age of demons to the present, they have not encountered any opponents.

This soul-suppressing tower is even more powerful, and it was crushed by such a person with one palm?

Their faces became even more horrified.

They were restrained by this man.

No one has yet made them vomit blood.

They knew they had suffered serious internal injuries.

Before these elders could react, Jun Mohan had already made a move, "If you dare to hurt her, if you dare to attack her, die!"

Jun Mohan didn't talk nonsense, and directly decided the life and death of these elders with one sentence.

Before these people could react, they felt that they were restrained by a powerful force, as if they were bound by a rope, making them unable to move.

And the rope seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, and they all screamed in pain.

"Ah... forgive me... forgive me..."

"puff……"

Jun Mohan will not let these people die like this, but let them be punished no matter what.

The elders screamed mournfully, but no one could save them.

No one can break the restriction set by Jun Mohan at will.

Therefore, as soon as the subordinates of those elders entered the restriction set by Jun Mohan for those elders, they died just like those elders.

So the other subordinates of those elders didn't dare to care about the life and death of these elders.

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At this time, Jun Mohan's attention was all on Feng Sujin. He hugged Feng Sujin, stroked her hair distressedly, and patted her on the back, "Ah Jin, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay ..."

Jun Mohan's voice was deep and hoarse, he wished he could melt Feng Sujin into his body and take good care of her.

He lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's heart, coaxing her constantly.

Feng Sujin's appearance made him feel unbearably painful.

Under Jun Mohan's soft coaxing, Feng Sujin gradually regained her senses, and her cold blood seemed to warm up.

Only then did she realize that this is not the age of demons.

She has just been completely trapped in the memory of the demon era, and it hurts.

Feng Sujin looked up at Jun Mohan, she knew that he was the God of Creation, the master, and Jun Mohan.

Feng Sujin looked up at Jun Mohan deeply, pursed her lips, wanted to say something, but didn't know whether to say it or not.

How could Feng Sujin's expression escape Jun Mohan's eyes.

Looking at Feng Sujin like this, Jun Mohan suffocated, and said softly: "Ajin, do you want to say something to me?"

"No, nothing."

Feng Sujin sighed inwardly, the age of monsters is over, let it be over!

Jun Mohan didn't want Feng Sujin to keep his thoughts to himself, he wanted her to speak out, so that it wouldn't affect the relationship between the two of them.

"Ajin, haven't we already said that? You need to communicate. Don't hide what you want to say. I want to know."