"Young Master Meow?" Yun Wenruo was slightly stunned, then bowed and saluted, and said, "Please give way to the young master, we need the lord to rescue the master!" ”

"Young Master Meow?" Young Master Meow in the distance was stunned, "Is this cat uncle's status so high?" But his thinking is the most flexible, since Meow Qiu is here, and Mo Zhiyu is not there, and now it is the day of Yun Shi's execution, then there is only one possibility, he couldn't help laughing, "Miss Wenruo, don't worry, since Uncle Cat is here to watch the door, the old fox must be going to save Mr. Yunda!" ”

"Save ...... Master......? In this? Yun Wenruo looked at Hu Hansan in disbelief.

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In the aura, Mo Zhiyu stepped into the ruins again. Accompanied by the sacred sound, the light and shadow from the stained glass hit him, and he walked step by step towards the center of the temple.

When he entered the center, he finally stopped, and then slowly stretched out his hand, and with a "bang", the palm of his hand cracked, and the blood like magma fell down, fell to the earth, and flowed into the ravines on the ground. The surging magma washed away the debris left in the ravine, and the ancient circle seemed to come to life at this moment.

He looked up at the brilliant light above his head, his eyes as resolute as a dragon, and he whispered softly, as if praying, as if determined: "God Almighty, your descendants will walk with you." Come, Thy kingdom, and I will walk on earth as I walk in heaven according to thy will......"

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"The cool morning dew wets the black dress, there is a fog on the stone road and the father is whispering, the helpless consciousness can only be more cruel, everything is for the road to the temple, the fog that can't be blown away hides the intention, who paced softly and stopped......"

The iron carriage door rattled automatically, and the man dressed in white walked out slowly, and the sunlight shone on her, which seemed to add a halo of light around her, and these halos were entangled with the black mist around the woman, making the woman look strange and sacred, like a goddess who came out of the darkness.

A tone that had never been seen on this land also flowed from the woman's lips at this time, like a whisper, like an ancient incantation. And she was laughing, the originally solemn and weird tune, she sang so briskly and lively.

"What is this, a spell? Check which ancient book it came from! The people in the stands immediately panicked, "So this is Mr. Yun's last hand?" ”

The woman walked slowly, and every step seemed to be in stark contrast to the panic in the stands. In this morning light, she walked towards Zhu Xiantai, towards her own death, more determined than anyone present.

“…… Those who stand in the way are guilty, and there is no way back to regret it, and to judge in the name of the Father, that feels like there are no words that fit it, like laughing and shedding tears, staring at the complete darkness, and the tragedy that blocks the spread of tragedy will make me intoxicated......"

The brisk chanting, like the greatest irony, echoes above the mountaintops.

In the middle of the seating area of the Sword Heng Sect, Luo Yiheng, who had been hanging his child, sat up straight, looked at the woman who walked slowly under the stands, and said very suspiciously: "This is the back hand?" It doesn't feel right. ”

Murong Yun beside him was as cold as iron: "She is laughing at us......"

"Laughing?" Luo Yiheng looked at her suspiciously.

"You were right, she doesn't have any backhand, she's here to die." Murong Yun clenched her teeth slightly, "Every word she said to me was not false, but the effect of those words was just to let me let go of those small fish and shrimp." Okay, let me see, the path of formation cultivation, when you die, how else can you walk? ”

“…… Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness, and when I close my eyes, I see again, the picture of the dream, the sky is a mist ......"

The gentle humming finally entered the Zhuxian platform, but it was so harsh, like the heart that was seen through by others, screaming unwillingly, when Murong Yun saw that shadow standing in the center of the magic circle, he couldn't wait to wave his hand, exercised the power that should have belonged to the alliance leader, and shouted: "Please descend the thunder tribulation of the heavens!" ”

The drumming sound of "boom boom" finally sounded around the high platform, and finally suppressed the nasty sound, and in the rumbling drums, the top formation masters of the Xianhua League took their places, waving their handprints far away from the Zhuxian high platform, driving the ancient magic circle that had not been launched for more than two hundred years - "Nine Heavens Thunder Punishment"!

Above the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the clear morning light was engulfed by heavy dark clouds in an instant, and in the rolling black clouds, the thunder dragon stirred, echoing with the drums on the ground, there was an even greater thunder in the air.

"Boom!" The sound that shook the heavens and the earth exploded in the air, and a thunderbolt fell instantly, and exploded on Zhuxian Tai with a "bang", and exploded next to Yun Shi, blowing up a big crater beside her, and the explosion made rocks splash.

Everyone in the stands couldn't help but shout in unison, and then they all held their breath, because this is only the first thunder, just a prelude, this is the ancient punishment of broken bones and souls, the supreme punishment of the Donghua Kingdom, its power is not only to take people's lives in the end, but also to shake people's hearts during this period, so that this person knows that this is a judgment from heaven.

"Boom! Rumble! Two thunderbolts fell, directly blowing up the hem of Yun Shi's mopping clothes.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "These are three thunderbolts falling, since then, Zhu Xiantai has been a Jedi, no one can get close to it again, those who get close will be punished by heaven before the punished, and the body and soul will not exist!

But at the moment when the countless thunder dragons fell, the woman in white on Zhuxiantai had not changed her face, and seemed to be still singing in a low voice, but in this thunder, no one heard that the low chanting suddenly changed to a tune, and the thunder was interrupted: "...... The story of waiting is dreamy...... I don't want ...... Because of the fairy tale ending, he died for the battle......"

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Eight heavenly thunders fell at the same time, this time, the thunder dragon did not disperse, enclosing Zhuxiantai into the strongest cage between heaven and earth, and when the last thunder dragon fell, it was the end of the punishment: shattered bones, and the soul was destroyed.

In fact, this last thunder was only a few minutes apart, but in the eyes of everyone in the stands, it was as if many years had passed, and while they were waiting for the last thunder, a figure fell into the sky at this time, really falling from the clouds and falling to the middle of the cage!

(End of chapter)