Still a bright red blood light bloomed on Fuyao's body.

This time, it wasn't just the cheeks that were pale, the energy and blood were all gone.

"I'm not your wife, so why do you feel so bad... try harder."

Dragon Head Jade Seal shouted, someone still had reservations.

This is not a time to be pity and pity, and to work hard to achieve miracles!

"Don't hold back your hands." Blood dripped from the corner of Fuyao's mouth, and his expression was very calm.

"Hold on." The eternal sword in Zhao Yun's hand has the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Buzz!

The moment the sword fell, there was not only blood, but also ancient visions.

Oh no, it’s not a vision, but a dream-like shadow.

The beautiful shadow is illusory, it is hundreds of feet high, and it completely surrounds Fuyao.

"Ancestor."

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and took a look, seeing the dignity of Qian Ying.

That is Zi Zi Tian, ​​to be precise, it is the confinement of Zi Zi Tian.

It's just that it appears in the world in the form of an illusory human figure.

It was his third sword that forced him out.

By destroying this figure, Fuyao's imprisonment will be released.

The truth is not difficult to understand, but it is the person who suffers the knife.

Looking at Fuyao, his hair has turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her lifespan is passing by, and her divine body and true body are gradually decaying.

"Where to cut!"

The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was, and the dragon head jade seal urged impatiently.

Chop, chop if told, Zhao Yun waved his arms, and eternal light shone in all directions.

The chant of the sword is the sound of the Tao. It sounds extremely pleasant to the ear, but it is also extremely painful when it hits the body. Cutting Zi Zai Xuying is equivalent to cutting Fuyao, and the damage is the same. It is only the fourth sword, and Fuyao's body is already full.

Blood light.

Ugh!

Her low moans sounded like she was in pain. Who wouldn't feel pain after being stabbed?
Chapter completed!