The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Ye Wanqing's face was as cold as ice, her eyes were like the Milky Way, and the crimson waves deep in her eyes seemed to be looming. The waves in her eyes were no less dazzling in this valley surrounded by crimson magma.

The cold voice was a bit lazy, but also carried a bit of chill, "Heh~ Zhou Muye, long time no see, you are very different from before."

The Ningyu in Ye Wanqing's hand suddenly opened, and a brilliant light flashed, revealing her originally stunning appearance. She looked at Zhou Muye, whose eyes were full of worries not far away, with an expression of indifference and alienation.

“It hasn’t changed since the beginning.”

Zhou Muye had already stopped practicing, and the Shenyuan Flower in front of him was only left with a faint fluorescent light, which seemed insignificant in the midst of the crimson magma.

His originally pale face now had a bit more color, but his eyes, looking at Ye Wanqing, were filled with an indescribable paranoia.

"What? Looking at the Saint's attitude, I'm afraid she wants to destroy me in one fell swoop?"

The expression in Ye Wanqing's eyes did not change, but the brilliance within Ningyu was gleaming, as if condensing all its strength.

"Heh~ With the Black Jade here, how can I destroy you by myself? It's just that with the Divine Essence Grass, I'm afraid I can't allow you to continue melting."

In an instant, a layer of extreme light flashed, and it was wrapped in a powerful fluctuation of divine power and quickly went towards the Shenyuan Grass.

With her current spiritual level, she didn't have a 100% chance of defeating Makino last week, but now she only needed to take the Shenyuan Grass.

At this moment, the originally boiling hot magma suddenly surged, blocking out all the light and wrapping Zhou Muye in a protective manner.

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing was slightly startled, her eyes seemed a little stunned, and she subconsciously increased the divine power in her hand, but the magma surged again.

Ye Wanqing's breath hitched, and he abruptly withdrew the divine power in his hand. He looked at the surging magma and remained silent for a moment.

You know, the flow of magma in the valley is also the power of nature, and there are not many people who can let the power of nature protect them.

She, as the destined dragon girl, counts as one, and Su Shaohuai, as the destined phoenix son, counts as another.

Looking at Zhou Muye not far away, Ye Wanqing's eyes showed doubt for the first time. Could it be that she was really wrong?

From making the black jade Qilin, a beast of good fortune, recognize its master, to the magma power of nature showing a protective attitude to guard Zhou Muye.

Ye Wanqing's expression changed, and she stared fixedly at Zhou Muye, who was still immersed in the magma not far away and seemed unable to feel the scorching heat. There was astonishment, suspicion, and inquiry in her eyes.

But no matter what, Zhou Muye is a member of the Zhou family, and the blood flowing in his body is the blood of her murdered enemies.

Suddenly, Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, as if sensing something. Shock filled her eyes, "You're actually poisoned?!"

You know, the Zhou family has been using Gu as a magic trick for generations, and it is not impossible for Zhou Muye, the current young master of the Zhou family, to raise Gu in his own body, but how could his Gu turn into poison and backfire on him?

Unless, the owner of this Gu is not him.

At this moment, the Shenyuan Flower emitted a bright starlight that entered Zhou Muye's body. Gradually, the poisonous insects in his body began to move around randomly.

Entered Zhou Muye's blood, bones, dantian, consciousness, and even his internal organs.

With every movement, Zhou Muye's face turned paler.

"Owner!"

Mo Yu screamed and flashed to Zhou Muye's side. When he was about to transfer spiritual power to him, he was stopped by Zhou Muye.

"Master, you won't be able to bear this!"

Zhou Muye seemed to be completely unaware of the bone-gnawing pain. He only raised his eyebrows when he met Ye Wanqing's gaze. A strange paranoia and emotion flashed across his eyes, but at this moment he seemed somewhat calm and composed.

"Saint, if you want to avenge the Temple, come on. I will stand here and allow you to beat me to death. Of course, if you still have concerns, I will personally apologize to you."

Mo Yu's eyes widened, as if he had guessed something, his expression filled with fear, "No, Master!"

The next second, the magic power and spiritual power in Zhou Muye's hands merged into a magic blade, which rushed towards his own bones without hesitation. In an instant, his bones were broken.

Ye Wanqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and her expression became increasingly obscure and difficult to understand.

The next moment, the magic blade went towards the sea of spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual power was rapidly lost at an extremely fast speed. The bright red blood slowly seeped out from the seven orifices and fell into the magma.

"Master, don't! If you lose your spiritual power, you won't be able to refine Gu anymore!"

Mo Yu shook his head violently, tears as big as beans flowed out instantly, trying to stop Zhou Muye's behavior, but the soul contract was firmly restraining his actions.

After hearing Mo Yu's words, Zhou Muye remained unmoved and let the blood drop from the corner of his eyebrow slide across half of his face. His originally handsome and evil face now looked even more terrifying.

At this moment, there was an indescribable affection hidden deep in his eyes as he looked at Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing's heart was deeply shaken, but her expression remained unmoved. To be honest, she was a little surprised by Zhou Muye's behavior.

"Now, this is the last one."

The devil blade gradually moved towards Ye Wanqing's heart. Facing Ye Wanqing's stunned expression, the devil blade didn't hesitate at all and pierced straight into his heart.

Warm blood flowed out instantly, winding down the hand holding the magic blade. The bloody smell filled the air and lingered for a long time.

As if sensing something strange in Ye Wanqing's eyes, Zhou Muye raised his lips slightly. He was always cold-hearted and murderous, but now a hint of tenderness flickered in his eyes. "So, are you calming down?"

Before Ye Wanqing could respond, Zhou Muye began to ask himself, "Oh, right, of course that's not enough. Then, how about asking everyone in the Zhou family to apologize for the Saintess?"

In an instant, Ye Wanqing's heart was in turmoil.

She knew Zhou Muye was crazy, but she never thought he would be so crazy.

At this moment, the space seemed to be in chaos.

"Oh my! This guy is truly a ruthless person. While being bitten by the poisonous insects, he not only soaked in the lava as if it were a hot spring, but also tortured himself to death with his own hands. He even wanted to take away his entire clan?! Insane! So exciting!"

Fengyin's eyes were bright and she felt more excited than ever before.

Even Hai Li, who was originally in a selective retreat, was attracted and swallowed hard.

"A ruthless person is even crazier than his master! This is the first time I've seen someone torture his own people. But am I the only one wondering why he did this?"

"Stupid! This should be to vent the master's anger. Although it can't be revenge in the full sense, at least it shows an attitude, even if it's not very useful."

"Ahem, am I the only one who thinks this is a touching scene? Did you see any emotional fluctuations in the master?"

Yinghua, who had not spoken for a long time, seemed to see through everything and suddenly spoke.

From beginning to end, Ye Wanqing remained unmoved.