835 Let You Be Buried Three
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual power in Muyan's body suddenly exploded.
The Heavenly Demonic Piano in his hand shone with light and instantly turned into seven long swords.
[Seven Ultimate Sword Spirits] activate!
The attacks of Lily of the Valley, Green Bamboo and Leng Qingwan fell on the [Seven Absolute Sword Spirits] in an instant.
Muyan spurted out a mouthful of blood, her thin body crumbling.
But at the same time, the thunderclouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the thunderstorms fell faster and faster.
"Ah——!!" Finally, Linglan was hit by a thunderbolt.
He let out a shrill scream, and in an instant, he turned into ashes without even seeing any flesh and blood.
Luzhu stared at this scene blankly, his face pale.
The fear and despair brought by the shadow of death gradually appeared in her eyes.
"No, no! I don't want to die! I never want to die in this place!"
"Jun Muyan, stop...stop quickly!"
Luzhu's hair was disheveled, and even the long sword in his hand was missing.
She had a ferocious face and looked like an evil ghost. She rushed towards Muyan with her teeth and claws bared, "Die, you bitch. How could I, a great immortal, die in this hellish place? You go to hell! Ahhhh——!!"
Muyan looked at her fierce look and just smiled coldly.
The figure moved back a few meters.
Dazzling lightning flashed and thunder roared.
A bolt of colorful thunder and lightning landed just where she was standing.
Green Bamboo rushed towards him and raised his head suddenly, the ferocious look on his face instantly turned into frightened despair.
"Ah——!" The short scream stopped abruptly.
Thunder and lightning exploded a huge hole in the ground, causing debris to fly and no bones to be left.
But this time, Muyan was also slightly affected.
The clothes on his body had burnt marks, and even his hair was slightly curled.
Her complexion was even more frighteningly white, and blood kept pouring out from the corners of her mouth and from the wounds on her body.
Her weak body could only be supported by the [Seven Absolute Swords] made from the Heavenly Demonic Piano to prevent her from falling.
However, when her eyes met Leng Qingwan's vicious and cold eyes, the corners of Muyan's lips once again evoked a lazy and sarcastic smile.
Leng Qingwan's teeth were gritted.
She didn't understand why this woman could still laugh even when she was about to die? Why was she not afraid at all?
She didn't even understand that it should be easy for her, the majestic young master of the Celestial Medicine Sect, to deal with a mortal woman.
But why, she had tried so hard, lost several of her closest men, and now even her soul clone was involved, but she still couldn't kill this bitch.
The thunder in the sky is getting louder and louder.
The entire Wuwu Mountain Range has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of fire.
In just a little more time, these undulating mountains will be completely flattened.
But now, the dense tribulation thunder was approaching little by little towards where the two of them were.
A dragnet with no way to escape.
Leng Qingwan took a deep breath, and a proud smile appeared on her face again, "Do you think you will win like this?"
"Under the [God-killing Thunder Tribulation], you will definitely die, but I will only lose some cultivation."
"After you die, how long can the emperor remember you, and how long can he protect you like a jade?"
A smug and cruel smile appeared on her lips, "After all, only by living can I have everything you have. One day, the emperor will forget you and be moved by my tenderness and companionship. Until then, I will still be the final winner.
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Muyan's eyes flashed with pain and confusion.
Chapter completed!