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Chapter 2281

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Swallowing Her and Breaking the Enchantment (Two)

In the smoke-filled underground palace, Qin Qingye's face was as dark as water.

The skin on his face peeled off piece by piece, causing his originally handsome face to look as ugly as a ghost.

But Qin Qingye couldn't care less. He clutched Mu Yan's throat with one hand and lifted her up in the air.

His eyes were bursting with intense hatred. "Damn it, you dared to destroy my Northern Nether Demon Formation. Do you know how much effort I spent to raise the rotten dragon to this level? Almost, almost succeeded. You … you dared to destroy it!!! "

Mu Yan's throat was clutched. Her face was purple and bruised all over.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Bi Xie has a very good saying. Don't show off, or you'll be struck by lightning. It's impossible for someone to destroy the three gates of death, shock, and pain at the same time, right? Haha … "

Qin Qingye swung his hand and flung her to the ground.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He waved at the rotten dragon and said coldly, "Swallow her and break the enchantment for me."

"So what if there's no Northern Nether Demon Formation? After swallowing your spiritual power, the rotten dragon will become extremely powerful. The enchantment will definitely be broken. Then … then I'll get my treasure. Hahaha … "

The rotten dragon slowly moved to Mu Yan. The mud spread and swallowed her body little by little.



On the other side of the underground palace.

Leng Yumo killed the otherworldly item in the Pain Gate. She couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

Her blood slowly flowed and seeped into the ground, corroding the dragon's membrane.

Gradually, rays of light lit up on the bluestone ground, forming a glyph array beneath her.

Vaguely, a distant and bold voice rang in the ears of the unconscious Leng Yumo.

"… Feeling your hot blood and cleansing the [Palace of Wushang], I taught you the [Red Lotus Soulless Knife] and the [Fire of Wushang]."

"I only hope that the soul of Wushang will stay in the world forever."

The voice disappeared. A fiery long knife slowly appeared in Leng Yumo's hand.

On the long knife, complicated characters could be vaguely seen, flashing and disappearing.



At the same time, the otherworldly item in front of Luo Yu finally fell to the ground.

His face was deathly pale, and the divine beast Bai Ze behind him disappeared.

He fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.

He didn't notice that countless rays of light were emerging from the ground and merging into his back.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a voice coming over.

"… We are of the same origin, and you are not of the same race. I am grateful for the peace and tranquility of the Deathless Palace, so I give you a [Bi Fang Soul Pearl]."

"I only hope that Wu Shang's soul will remain in this world forever."

The light that gathered on Luo Yu's back finally solidified into a bright pearl, appearing side by side with Bai Ze's Soul Pearl.

The two Soul Orbs were of the same size and were equally dazzling.

The only difference was that one was sparkling and translucent white, while the other was fiery red.

After the two Soul Orbs flickered for a while, they disappeared together.

= = =

"Jun Muyan! Jun Muyan, wake up for me! Do you hear me?! "

"Stupid woman, why do you always like to show off!! Stupid idiot! "

"If you die, if you die, I … what am I going to do …"

The noise was like chanting, like hundreds of flies buzzing in her ears.

Muyan really wanted to slap them and scold them, "Qi Xiaohuang, have you been noisy enough?! So annoying! "

What do you mean by "I die"? You naughty brat's spirit died, but I, Jun Muyan, won't die!

But she was too tired.

(End of this chapter)

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