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Spiritual tower.

As Qin Yu's body fell to the ground with a bang, Yan Mingyu, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground to rest, suddenly opened her eyes.

Two crystal tears rolled down.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Mingyu in surprise. She had known her for so long but had never seen her cry.

"I don't know, it hurts so much here!"

Yan Mingyu pointed at her chest, opened her mouth slightly, and felt that she was having difficulty breathing.

It was the first time for both her and Liu Xiaoxiao to enter the spirit tower. The space inside was safe and sound, but in fact, the outside was in chaos.

However, as a female president, with her intelligence, she could guess that something dangerous must have happened outside.

Only then did I develop telepathy.

"It can't be Qin Yu"

A terrible idea popped up in Liu Xiaoxiao's mind. The only possibility that could cause Yan Mingyu so much pain was that something had happened to Qin Yu.

"I want to go out!"

Yan Mingyu stumbled to her feet. Her head was already foggy and there were golden auras running wildly in her body.

In fact, she just subconsciously felt that she should go out and see what was going on outside.

Liu Xiaoxiao also felt that the internal space of this treasure was not something they could get out of just because they wanted to.

But the next second, as Yan Mingyu took a step forward, her body disappeared.

In other words, Yan Mingyu left the spirit tower without Murong Qingcheng's consent.

The last person who could do this was Zhu Zhen.

At this moment, he was still lying in Liu Xiaoxiao's arms, looking very weak, with his little head buried in the towering place, looking like he was enjoying it very much.

Seeing Yan Mingyu disappear like this, he just muttered: "A blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise."

Swish.

Yan Mingyu didn't know how she appeared in front of Qin Yu.

When looking at Qin Yu, who was lying on the grass with a pale face and hanging by a thread, the golden airflow in Yan Mingyu's body became even more chaotic.

His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes filled with golden light.

Above the suburbs, a dark cloud was spinning continuously, like a huge whirlpool.

Inside the dark clouds, there were lightning and thunder with a mighty force.

Yan Mingyu's body was surrounded by gusts of fierce wind. From a distance, it looked like she was wrapped in a tornado.

"Qin Yu!"

Yan Mingyu knelt on one knee and stretched out her fair, slender fingers: "Thank you for protecting me until I awaken!"

"Wife, what did you say?"

Qin Yu looked at Yan Mingyu with difficulty. Although he felt something was wrong, he was seriously injured and his mind was a little confused.

"I've got my memory back. You'll be fine while I'm here!"

Yan Mingyu stretched out her smooth little hand and gently placed it on Qin Yu's chest which was pierced by the Emperor Wu's sword.

A ball of soft light caused granulation tissue to grow rapidly on Qin Yu's wound. His chest, which was originally translucent from front to back, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wife, why are you so awesome?"

Qin Yu was a little confused. He was almost dying, but Yan Mingyu actually helped him recover.

"Qin Yu, take a good rest, I'll be back soon!"

Yan Mingyu helped Qin Yu stand up and handed him over to Qin Weiler who came over.

"Sister-in-law, you."

Qin Weiler's eyes widened because Yan Mingyu was walking towards the void as if he was walking on steps.

With every step you take, there is a faint lotus pattern under your feet.

Lotus grows every step of the way!

This is the majesty of the empress.

"how is this possible?"

Zhou Yaoyun widened her eyes and stared at Yan Mingyu who was walking towards her.

Emperor Wu himself couldn't help Emperor Wu of Reincarnation to recover his memory, the only thing he could do was to erase their memories.

Destruction is certainly easier than construction.

But it was obvious that the empress in front of him had her memory restored.

This means that Yan Mingyu can at least recover 60% to 70% of Emperor Wu’s combat power.

This 60% to 70% combat power is equivalent to the great perfection of the Martial God, and is only one step away from the true Martial Emperor.

"Don't come over here!"

Zhou Yaoyun panicked.

This is the empress who has recovered her memory!

Yan Mingyu's long black hair fluttered gently. She just stepped on the void and looked at Zhou Yaoyun as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Kill her for me!"

Zhou Yaoyun placed all her hopes on the Martial Emperor Sword. Seeing that Yan Mingyu was emitting a dangerous aura and her face was distorted, she injected all her spiritual energy into the Martial Emperor Sword.

Prepare for a desperate fight.

Swish.

The Emperor Wu's sword burst out with dazzling light and slashed towards Yan Mingyu.

Yan Mingyu looked up at the Emperor Wu Sword, which was countless times larger than her body, and did not make any move. She just swung it casually.

Whoosh.

The Emperor Wu's sword flew horizontally for thousands of meters and hit a mountain top as if it had been slapped in the face or a fly was swatted away by a fly swatter.

bang

Emperor Wu's sword slid sideways, and the top of the mountain was cut off.

"Wife, don't destroy the Emperor Wu Sword. I want to use it to repair my Nine Dragon Sword!"

Qin Yu shouted loudly.

The broken Nine Dragon Sword had a weak connection with him. If they could devour the Emperor Wu Sword, they would be able to recover.

Moreover, you can be directly promoted to an immortal soldier.

"it is good."

Yan Mingyu grabbed the Emperor's Sword with one hand, and the Emperor's Sword flew back reluctantly.

It kept shrinking and finally became the size of a normal sword.

It was just a weapon used by Emperor Wu, with the fighting power of Emperor Wu, but after all, it was not Emperor Wu himself. In Yan Mingyu's hands, it had no power to resist.

Yan Mingyu wiped off the mark of Emperor Wu with a single hand, turning the sword into a high-quality, ownerless sword.

Although the Emperor Wu Sword is very powerful, Qin Yu's Nine Dragon Sword can continue to evolve.

Therefore, Qin Yu did not choose to turn the Emperor Wu Sword into his own weapon, but let the Nine Dragon Sword swallow him.

"Damn it, who destroyed my weapon?"

An angry voice came from the clouds.

Emperor Wu was also depressed. First, his Dharma image was destroyed, and now his weapon had its mark wiped off. How could ordinary people be so arrogant?

He lost all his face.

"Emperor Li, I will come to Wudi City to find you!"

Yan Mingyu said this coldly before continuing to walk towards Zhou Yaoyun.

"you"

Zhou Yaoyun's spiritual energy is now exhausted, and the Emperor Wu Sword has had its spiritual consciousness wiped out. In front of Yan Mingyu, he feels like he has gone from being a high and mighty cultivator to a little white rabbit in front of a big bad wolf.

He was nervous and angry, but for the sake of face, he couldn't say the words to beg for mercy.

"Snapped"

Yan Mingyu slapped Zhou Yaoyun on the face.

The crisp sound spread hundreds of meters away.

Zhou Yaoyun's eyes became hot and she almost cried. She was actually slapped in the face?

pop

Yan Mingyu had no expression on his face and slapped Zhou Yaoyun more than ten times in one breath.

"This is what happens when you bully my husband!"

Yan Mingyu stared at Zhou Yaoyun, whose pretty face was swollen like a pig's head, and said in a domineering manner.