Rebirth Space: The Immortal Master is Proud of Her Poison

Chapter 128

"Pfft~!" Xiao Junlin gathered his sword light again.

Chop towards Widow Zhu's arm.

The head placed in its palm was instantly cut in half.

There was another miserable cry, and thick black smoke rose instantly and dispersed towards the surroundings.

Looking at the sadness of Widow Zhu, the head gradually turned into a black mist with a trace of satisfaction and reluctance.

The desire to dissipate slowly.

The soul-suppressing tower also fell to the ground.

After being sucked by Xiao Junlin's hand, he grabbed it, and then the man in white turned and left without hesitation.

Widow Zhu seemed to have lost her soul, and slowly grew black hands, merging the head that was gradually losing its vitality.

However, the black air in that head became weaker and weaker, and dispersed more and more.

Finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

Only two black pieces of the skull remained.

"Ah~!"

With the face of eternal resentment on the widow's face, she looked up to the sky and let out a sharp wail.

The whole body was prostrate on the ground, crying recklessly.

Heart-piercing, no scruples.

There was darkness between the entire world, and it turned into thunderous thunderbolts that exploded in the air.

Then the desert, which had been barren for an unknown number of years, now began to rain.

It seems that the sky is mourning.

Ye Junyu gently pulled Xiao Lingtian, looking at this pitiful and hateful woman, she didn't know what to say for a while?
That may be Master's person, it seems that only interests are in his eyes.

Although I know that Widow Zhu is a dark devil.

But he couldn't help but sympathize.

Widow Zhu's consciousness gradually became blurred in grief, and some old memories flickered in her mind from time to time.

On that night full of red joy, that big wedding where her life's sorrow began.

All the tragedies started from that moment.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Obviously the one who picked up the kiss was a childhood sweetheart, but turned into an uncle.

But the one who worshiped her was that dying stranger, who died before the bridal chamber.

Everyone in their family scolded her, hated her, bullied her, humiliated her, and said she was a widow.

But it was obvious that the person who married her had come to an end, and she couldn't even count it as a gimmick, so she was tricked into it.

Only that uncle in name would pretend to protect her.

But nothing could protect him.

In the end, he was strangled to death after parading himself in the street.

In order to let her regain her soul, my uncle even went to the city lord's house to steal the soul tower, but he was also beaten to death.

Even in order to protect her, he turned into a resentful spirit and parasitized in her body.

I am not only ungrateful.

Still firmly suppressed.

I wish the widow's eyes dripping with ink tears more and more.

Immerse yourself in your emotions.

The black air condensed around the body became thicker and thicker, and the rain became heavier and heavier, pattering on the wasteland.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"not good!"

Xiao Lingtian pushed Ye Junyu down to protect her, and her body was covered with layers of mysterious spirits.

at the same time.

There was an explosion between the heavens and the earth, and there was an earth-shattering rumbling sound.

Huge black air blasts.

The entire area exploded into fragments, and the explosion was so powerful that it set off a cloud of sand and dust that fell all over the sky.

Ye Junyu stared blankly, watching Widow Zhu disintegrate her condensed black shadow, and the majestic black air covered the whole world.

The thick fog was soaring into the sky, making people palpitating.

Lu Yi and the others who were hiding on the edge of Broken Soul City were terrified.

He looked up at the distant sky.

The rising black mushroom cloud showed a dazed expression.

A murmur came from Luyi's mouth, "What happened, Ye Zi" finished speaking, and flew away.

He ran towards that terrifying place.

Mengtu and others also ran away.

Xiao Junlin ran to a hillside, and when he looked back, he saw the soaring black air.

Still running away expressionless.

The corners of Murong Lingguang's lips trembled, and at the same time he looked behind him, a trace of sadness appeared on his usually cold and proud face.

Self righteous thought that Xiao Jun was dying.

Gong Xinyi crawled out from the gravel.

The whole body is shaking.

The black mist permeating between the sky and the earth, visible to the naked eye, slowly fades, and then slowly dissipates.

A huge deep pit exploded in the ground.

Xiao Lingtian and the two shook the gravel on their bodies, and looked at each other.

"Why did it die?"

Under normal circumstances, a demon would have to be backed up before it died, but it dissipated quickly.

Ye Junyu witnessed many things about wishing the widow, and replied lightly, "Maybe it's because I have nothing to love in life!"

Floating in this broken space for millennia.

Lonely and helpless, with nothing to love in the heart, boundless with sorrow and hatred.

At this time, she couldn't tell her emotions clearly, and there was Xiao Junlin, who had the warmest smile but the most ruthless attack.

It can be described as cold-hearted.

Even though she would always think of him in a good light, she couldn't help her heart palpitations, panic, and escape.

Also, why did he snatch the Soul Tower?There is a faint bad feeling in my heart.

The two slowly approached the deep pit.

A force of darkness curled up from the hole in the ground.

I saw a black bead the size of a fist lying there quietly.

Same as the white bead in the tower.

And the dark power surrounding the bead is getting thicker and thicker, no less than that white bead.

Obviously, this bead is of great benefit to the black shadow of the dark practice.

What about the white beads, could it be that there is not enough mysterious energy here, and it is not as good as outside, because the white beads absorbed the thousand-year-old spiritual energy in this secret realm!

Then the black beads were cultivated by the widow Zhu after absorbing thousands of black phantoms.

Ye Junyu condensed a wave of profound strength in her hand, and grabbed it suddenly.

The bead entangled in black air instantly floated in front of her.

Xiao Lingtian took out a purple-gold jade box.

All of a sudden buckle up.

Locking the beads firmly in the jade box, "Do you want this?"

"Ah."

Ye Junyu couldn't refuse, at least this kind of dark energy would be of great benefit to Three Moves.

"Take it, but be careful not to be controlled by the black mist in it."

"Yes!"

Ye Junyu took the jade box and immediately put three restrictions on it.

Today, the three moves have absorbed a lot of dark power.

You can practice for a while.

If this bead is absorbed by all three moves, even if there is no soul-raising bead, it might be able to condense the body.

Become the most powerful existence to assist her.

"Leaves, leaves~!"

At this moment, several figures flew past not far away, shouting while running.

That hurried voice, with a touch of anxiety and concern, was quite different from her usual calm and fearless image.

When he saw the two of them, he waved vigorously at them.

With a touch of joy.

In an instant, the five rushed to the two of them.

Seeing that the two were safe, the five breathed a sigh of relief, "Yezi, is that widow Zhu dead?"

Ye Junyu nodded slightly.

The energy attack erupted by the widow just now killed a lot of Wu Xuan, and she didn't have time to take into account the situation of several people.

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