Chapter: 6927
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ziyang's mouth, and he also sacrificed the anti-ancient astrology, which collided fiercely with Zhouhuang's anti-ancient astrology.
Boom!
As soon as the two anti-ancient astrology collided, Zhouhuang's anti-ancient astrology was knocked out, and the huge starlight world immediately became fragmented.
The giant holding the starry sky world knelt on the ground with a painful expression.
At the same time, Zi Yang made a move, stopped Zhou Huang again, and fought with him.
Rather than saying that the two are fighting, it should be more unilateral tyranny.
The gap between Zhouhuang and Ziyang is too big, the two are not on the same level at all.
Not far away, Huang Jue looked at this scene, his face became paler and paler.
Zi Yang and Zhuo Wen have an irresistible relationship, of course he knows it.
It's just that he didn't expect that even Luo Ya would stand by Zhuo Wen's side.
In this battle, their Nuwa clan has no chance of winning.
"No��"
Zhouhuang let out a mournful sound, his Tianling acupoint was hit by Ziyang's palm, and his whole body was torn apart.
A spirit villain exuding golden light, plundered from Zhouhuang's body, and fled towards the distance.
"Divine Soul Sword Intent!"
An indifferent voice sounded, just as the villain of the spirit and soul jumped into the air, a purple gold sword intent pierced the sky and pierced the villain of the spirit and soul.
"you you��"
The villain of Zhouhuang stared at the young man on the chariot in the distance, his eyes were full of hatred.
Amidst the unwilling roar, his spirit burst apart.
After killing Zhouhuang's soul with a single sword, Zhuo Wen still stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent eyes fixed on Huang Jue.
Whizzing!
Luo Ya and Zi Yang turned into two beams of light and landed behind Zhuo Wen, standing bowed, as if they were servants.
Feeling Zhuo Wen's gaze, Huang Jue felt a chill run down his spine, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Zhuowen, I am willing to serve you as my master! Please spare my life!"
Huang Jue suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhuo Wen to beg for mercy.
And Huang Jue's kneeling was also like a domino effect. All the members of the Nuwa clan also knelt on the ground clattering and kowtowed.
"If you want to survive, then make a choice!"
On the chariot, Zhuo Wen spoke slowly, his voice cold and heartless.
Huang Jue's body trembled, his eyes flickered, and with a heartless heart, he pointed his right hand between his eyebrows, and offered his soul imprint.
Zhuo Wen alone, he is no longer an opponent, plus Luo Ya and Zi Yang, two masters who are stronger than him.
He knew very well that he was powerless to contend with Zhuo Wen.
"not enough��"
Zhuo Wen put away Huang Jue's spirit imprint, shook his head, and said calmly.
Huang Jue's face changed slightly, and he immediately understood what Zhuo Wen meant.
Zhuo Wen wants the imprint of the soul of their Nuwa clan.
He wants to hold the entire Nuwa clan in his hands, and serve him as a slave.
"Huangjue, my patience is limited! With my current strength, it is not difficult to destroy your entire clan!"
Zhuo Wen spoke again, but the words he spoke were extremely cold and heartless.
Huang Jue sighed softly in his heart, and suddenly shouted loudly: "All the clansmen, all give the mark of the soul!"
In Nuwa Divine City, there was silence at first, and then the Nuwa people offered their imprints of spirits and souls with dull eyes. JrNovels.com
Boom!
As soon as the two anti-ancient astrology collided, Zhouhuang's anti-ancient astrology was knocked out, and the huge starlight world immediately became fragmented.
The giant holding the starry sky world knelt on the ground with a painful expression.
At the same time, Zi Yang made a move, stopped Zhou Huang again, and fought with him.
Rather than saying that the two are fighting, it should be more unilateral tyranny.
The gap between Zhouhuang and Ziyang is too big, the two are not on the same level at all.
Not far away, Huang Jue looked at this scene, his face became paler and paler.
Zi Yang and Zhuo Wen have an irresistible relationship, of course he knows it.
It's just that he didn't expect that even Luo Ya would stand by Zhuo Wen's side.
In this battle, their Nuwa clan has no chance of winning.
"No��"
Zhouhuang let out a mournful sound, his Tianling acupoint was hit by Ziyang's palm, and his whole body was torn apart.
A spirit villain exuding golden light, plundered from Zhouhuang's body, and fled towards the distance.
"Divine Soul Sword Intent!"
An indifferent voice sounded, just as the villain of the spirit and soul jumped into the air, a purple gold sword intent pierced the sky and pierced the villain of the spirit and soul.
"you you��"
The villain of Zhouhuang stared at the young man on the chariot in the distance, his eyes were full of hatred.
Amidst the unwilling roar, his spirit burst apart.
After killing Zhouhuang's soul with a single sword, Zhuo Wen still stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent eyes fixed on Huang Jue.
Whizzing!
Luo Ya and Zi Yang turned into two beams of light and landed behind Zhuo Wen, standing bowed, as if they were servants.
Feeling Zhuo Wen's gaze, Huang Jue felt a chill run down his spine, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Zhuowen, I am willing to serve you as my master! Please spare my life!"
Huang Jue suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhuo Wen to beg for mercy.
And Huang Jue's kneeling was also like a domino effect. All the members of the Nuwa clan also knelt on the ground clattering and kowtowed.
"If you want to survive, then make a choice!"
On the chariot, Zhuo Wen spoke slowly, his voice cold and heartless.
Huang Jue's body trembled, his eyes flickered, and with a heartless heart, he pointed his right hand between his eyebrows, and offered his soul imprint.
Zhuo Wen alone, he is no longer an opponent, plus Luo Ya and Zi Yang, two masters who are stronger than him.
He knew very well that he was powerless to contend with Zhuo Wen.
"not enough��"
Zhuo Wen put away Huang Jue's spirit imprint, shook his head, and said calmly.
Huang Jue's face changed slightly, and he immediately understood what Zhuo Wen meant.
Zhuo Wen wants the imprint of the soul of their Nuwa clan.
He wants to hold the entire Nuwa clan in his hands, and serve him as a slave.
"Huangjue, my patience is limited! With my current strength, it is not difficult to destroy your entire clan!"
Zhuo Wen spoke again, but the words he spoke were extremely cold and heartless.
Huang Jue sighed softly in his heart, and suddenly shouted loudly: "All the clansmen, all give the mark of the soul!"
In Nuwa Divine City, there was silence at first, and then the Nuwa people offered their imprints of spirits and souls with dull eyes. JrNovels.com
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