On the spirit boat, Li Mengli hugged Ye Mo and stared at him, not paying attention to anything else. This scene infuriated Nan Lifeng. Instead of looking at a living person, he had to look at a dead person. Moreover, this dead person was an ant whose spirit body had been shattered by the spirit beast of the Black Fog Mountains.
"Lady, the dead cannot be resurrected. I think you should restrain your grief and find a place to cremate him. You can't just stay here and cry," Nan Lifeng said.
"He's not dead.
"He is not dead. I will wait for him to wake up."
Li Mengli shook her head. When she looked at Ye Mo, her face was filled with gentleness.
"Lady, the destruction of a spirit body is equivalent to death," Nan Lifeng said. "Don't you understand that? What's the point of hugging a dead person and crying? Even if you cry for a hundred years, he won't wake up.
Moreover, a man like this is not worthy of a beautiful lady like you crying. When you raise your head, you will see a man a hundred times more outstanding than him. "
Li Mengli naturally understood what Nan Lifeng meant. She replied emotionlessly, "Master, please conduct yourself with dignity. If you really can't do it, I can get off the boat right now."
"Don't, don't. I was too presumptuous just now."
Nan Lifeng's expression changed when he heard that. He knew that he had been too impatient. A lady like her wasn't that easy to conquer. He immediately said, "The Black Fog Mountains are too dangerous. Even first-rate forces wouldn't dare to enter the Black Fog Mountains openly. There's a spirit beast with nine divine spirits in the Black Fog Mountains, the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King. If we encounter this beast, I'm afraid all of us will die here."
Nan Lifeng wanted to use the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King to scare Li Mengli. When he saw that Li Mengli's expression didn't change, he smiled awkwardly and said, "But don't worry. The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King is in the inner area of the Black Fog Mountains. We're almost at the outer area."
As soon as Nan Lifeng finished speaking, a loud rumble was heard. Accompanying the rumble was a ripple in the air, making it difficult for their spirit boat to maintain its balance.
"What's going on?"
Nan Lifeng asked.
"Young master, young master, it's the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King!"
Suddenly, a trembling voice could be heard. A gigantic claw reached out from a gigantic mountain and smashed the mountain into pieces. A gigantic lion that was a hundred zhang in size charged over and blocked the path of the spiritual boat.
This huge lion had a pair of purple wings and vermillion fur all over its body. It gave off a terrifying aura.
"Were you the ones who killed my son just now?"
The Underworld Mist Vermilion Lion King spoke in the human language, and his voice was filled with anger.
"What? That lion cub is your son? "
Nan Lifeng's expression changed drastically. He had indeed killed a lion earlier. It looked very ordinary, but he didn't expect it to be the son of the overlord of the Blackmist Mountain Range.
"So you killed him?"
The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King roared. With a loud boom, the entire space started to shatter.
"No, I didn't kill him."
Nan Lifeng immediately said: "It was my subordinate, no, she killed him!"
After saying that, Nan Lifeng pointed at Li Mengli.
If it was killed by his subordinates, then as the master, he would naturally be held responsible.
"Despicable!"
Li Mengli spat out two words.
"How am I despicable?" Nan Lifeng said. "I'm just telling the truth. Lord Lion King, did you see the man in her hand? He was killed by your son. Then this lady killed your son to avenge him. She's in the Three Divine Souls Realm, and she's more than capable of killing your son."
Nan Lifeng was quick-witted.
"Hmm?"
The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's eyes shone fiercely as he grabbed with his hand. In an instant, a powerful gust of wind sucked Li Mengli and Ye Mo into his hand.
"Go to hell!"
The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King roared angrily. He clenched his hand, wanting to crush Li Mengli and Ye Mo into meat balls.
Li Mengli hugged Ye Mo tightly. She could feel the powerful pressure coming from all directions. It was as if the two of them were going to be kneaded together, truly connected by flesh and blood.
"Ye Mo, I can't be with you in this life, but I can die with you as my flesh and blood. I can die without regrets."
Li Mengli's soft body was squeezed so hard that her bones started to break. Even a Three Divine Souls expert like him would find it hard to resist such a powerful pressure.
"Die!"
As soon as the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King spoke, a ray of light entered his palm. He could vaguely feel that something was wrong, so he increased his strength.
Li Mengli was in unbearable pain. She had no strength to resist at all.
"Ye Mo, it's so good to die with you!"
Li Mengli completely gave up resisting. She rested her face on Ye Mo's chest, a blissful smile on her face.
"Girl, I haven't lived long enough!"
At that moment, a familiar voice entered Li Mengli's ears. Following that, she felt the pressure on her body greatly decrease. What followed was a comfortable energy flowing into her body, causing her body to start recovering.
Bang!
Ye Mo hugged Li Mengli. With a push of his hand, he broke free from the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's grasp and attacked from its palm.
This scene caused Nan Lifeng and the others to be utterly shocked. That dead man has actually come back to life again? And he had even escaped from the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's grasp. How was that possible?
"Kid, who are you?"
The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King asked coldly as he looked at Ye Mo.
"It wasn't easy for me to save my woman," Ye Mo said. "How dare you hurt her and almost kill her? How dare you? I'll kill you today and let you know the consequences of hurting my woman."
Ye Mo looked at the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King, his voice filled with endless killing intent. The killing intent turned into sharp blades that cut the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's body, cutting off strands of its fur.
"What did you say?"
The Nethermist Vermilion Lion King laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You're only in the Seven Divine Souls Realm. How dare you dream of killing me? None of you will leave here alive today."
Boom!
As the Nether Mist Vermilion Lion King finished his words, a large amount of black mist gushed out from his body, concealing his figure. Thereafter, countless fist shadows shot out from the mist. In that instant, the heavens and earth crumbled. Explosions rang out everywhere, turning everything into primal chaos.
Countless killing techniques and fist techniques enveloped Ye Mo in a bewildering manner.
When Nan Lifeng saw this scene, he sneered. A Seven Divine Souls Realm cultivator dared to be so arrogant?
"Zhu Deity Thunderfire Fist!"
Ye Mo looked at the attacks without moving. He punched out. Ye Mo channeled all of his power. In an instant, the sky was filled with black thunderfire.
The destructive thunderfire destroyed all of the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's attacks. Ye Mo's punch landed on the Nethermist Vermilion Lion King's body, sending it flying.
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