For Xiao Yi, this is a fear buried deep in memory, and it has not been forgotten after 100,000 years.

At that time, Ning Jiang and the Qingtian Emperor fought, at that time, she thought that the Qingtian Emperor would win, a sixth emperor, how could Ning Jiang be an opponent?

It is impossible for any normal person to be optimistic about Ningjiang.

Therefore, she personally led the powerhouses of the Ethereal Palace to snipe Ning Jiang's subordinates.

However, what she never expected was that for ten years, Ning Jiang was actually on an equal footing with the Qingtian Emperor!

From that time on, Xiao Yi knew that she was wrong, very wrong!

As her apprentice Purple Moon Fairy said, Ning Jiang is no worse than anyone else, even if it is the Qingtian Emperor, one day, he will be under him.

That time, Xiao Yi's heart had already developed fear.

She knew that Ning Jiang would definitely come to her.

Therefore, she went to beg the Qingtian Emperor, hoping that the Qingtian Emperor could protect her, but what made her desperate was that the Qingtian Emperor actually closed the door and turned her away.

Xiao Yi suddenly understood that the battle between Ning Jiang and the Qingtian Emperor had actually been won or lost.

The victory or defeat is not in the decade, but in the future.

The Qingtian Emperor mastered the power of the Mandate of Heaven, but he failed to defeat Ning Jiang, as long as he waited for the next change in the Mandate of Heaven, the Qingtian Emperor at that time would definitely not be Ning Jiang's opponent.

The Mandate of Heaven will be mastered by Ning Jiang.

After thinking about this, Xiao Yi's fear of Ningjiang deepened!

And behind this fear, there was a deep remorse, a remorse that she would not admit anyway.

She didn't want to admit that she had lost her eyes, she didn't want to admit that she didn't know Ling Yunmu when she had eyes.

In the end, Ningjiang still came.

Set foot in the Ethereal Palace and come to kill her!

All the means she arranged, whether it was a formation or an imperial weapon, were all vulnerable and destroyed in front of Ning Jiang.

"Ziyue, save me!"

In the end, when she was trampled under Ning Jiang's feet, for the first time, she let go of the high condescending to the Purple Moon Fairy all along and pleaded with the Purple Moon Fairy.

Because she understands that it will not be of any use to plead with Ning Jiang.

And in the end, the Purple Moon Fairy also stepped forward and saved her life.

Today, 100,000 years have passed.

Xiao Yi did not forget that day, the powerlessness and despair of being trampled under Ning Jiang's feet, and the fear of death enveloped her. Although the wound left by Ning Jiang to her has healed, this fear is still buried deep in her heart and has not dissipated.

At this moment.

When she realized that the man in front of her was actually the emperor of the year, fear overwhelmed her.

Emperor Zun is obviously dead, and the person she fears the most is obviously no longer in the world, why does it still appear?

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Xiao Yi screamed, the dignified quasi-emperor, as if he had seen a ghost, hysterical.

Whoever it is, you can hear the shock and fear in her voice.

"Xiao Yi, do you finally remember me?"

Ning Jiang's voice was cold to the bone.

"Stop, I'll go back now, dust it again, and don't care about the affairs of the Ethereal Palace anymore. Xiao Yi hurriedly said.

Although the Ningjiang in front of him is far from the invincible power of the emperor back then.

However, she was already overwhelmed by fear.

In the face of Emperor Zun, she didn't have the courage to fight at all.

"Do you still want to go back? It's too late, it's too late, you shouldn't have done anything to Ziyue, let me know everything you've done to Ziyue, even if you climb back into the coffin, I'm going to dig you out and let you feel a hundred times the pain of Ziyue. ”

Every word of Ning Jiang carries a monstrous hatred.

"Xiao Yi, I said, I want to nail you under the Purple Moon Peak, I will do what I say!"

When the words fell, Ning Jiang didn't hesitate, and the emperor spear in his hand fell suddenly.

"Woohoo!"

The emperor spear arrived in front of Xiao Yi in an instant.

Ning Jiang can forgive Xiao Yi for other things, even if Xiao Yi looked down on him back then, he can forgive him, but he definitely can't forgive Xiao Yi for what he did to the Purple Moon Fairy.

He can't forgive himself, back then, he failed to protect the Purple Moon Fairy, so that the Purple Moon Fairy suffered like this because of him......

How can you let go of this monstrous hatred?

Only by returning it a hundred times can Ning Jiang's anger be released and his mind calm.

"Nope. ”

Xiao Yi roared angrily, her face full of horror.

But this blow is peerless, not only has the power of the emperor's spear, but also the blessing of the power that Ning Jiang left in the Purple Moon Peak back then, such a shot, under the emperor, no one can stop it!

Even if the demon god is too void and the ancient butterfly, the soul is born, and the Lou Lianxian is infinitely close to the emperor, they can only retreat.

Poof—

The emperor spear hit Xiao Yi's body in one fell swoop, passing through her dantian and nailing her under the Purple Moon Peak!

"Ahh ”

Xiao Yi let out a scream.

Not because of the pain in her body, but because of Ning Jiang's shot, the devastating power rushed into her body, this power did not kill her, but cultivated her whole body, and destroyed it cleanly.

She felt that her life's cultivation had been ruined by this shot.

What frightened her even more was that Ning Jiang walked towards her step by step, her cold eyes falling on her body, as if the evil ghosts of hell were staring at her.

"Xiao Yi, let me see how many Yin Soul Nails you can withstand. ”

Ning Jiang popped out a few Yin Soul Nails and nailed them into Xiao Yi's mind.

He inherited Xiao Yi's 30,000 Yin Soul Nails, and at the same time, he also used the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill to absorb these Yin Soul Nails, and now, he uses his human way to govern his body.

As the yin soul was nailed into the body, Xiao Yi could withstand it at first, but after a few hundred passed, Xiao Yi began to scream miserably.

"Xiao Yi, this is only more than five hundred, a dignified quasi-emperor, is his will so fragile?" Ning Jiang mocked.

In Xiao Yi's screams, Ning Jiang shot a thousand, two thousand, until three thousand!

"Kill me, I beg you to kill me. ”

Xiao Yi's will had reached its limit and began to crumble.

Seeing her in such pain, the hatred in Ning Jiang's eyes was even worse, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Three thousand, only three thousand and you want to beg for death?" Have you ever thought that Ziyue has endured thirty thousand Yin Soul Nails, have you ever thought about how painful Ziyue is?!"

"For Ziyue's sake, I beg you to kill me, give me a good time. Xiao Yi's pleading hair was exuding.

"Do you still dare to mention Ziyue to me? Ziyue is no longer there, in this life, no one will intercede for you, you will die slowly in endless pain!"

Next, Ning Jiang never said a word again.

He drove one Yin Soul Nail after another into Xiao Yi's body, no matter how Xiao Yi wailed and begged for mercy, he was indifferent.

The other people in the Ethereal Palace were terrified when they saw it, and their hearts were cold.

It turned out that these Yin Soul Nails were so painful that even a quasi-emperor couldn't bear them.

At first, Ning Jiang was silent and endured 30,000 pieces, and they thought that the power of the Yin Soul Nail was not as terrifying as rumored, and only then did they understand how indestructible Ning Jiang's will was.