On the other hand, the fairy world is different.

From the eyes of the Immortal Emperor, I saw the beating murderous intent, which gradually became stronger.

That was hatred for the soul-suppressing beast and Nie Jiuque.

Whether it is the Demon Lord Nie Jiuque, a thousand years ago, or the Soul-Suppressing Beast, a thousand years later, it has brought disaster to the fairy world.

If possible, the Immortal Emperor and the entire Immortal World would like to kill them quickly.

Golden swords and iron horses, swords and shadows, blood dyed the horizon red...

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"This soul-suppressing beast is really affectionate to you. It actually costs the lives of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Guess, will they have started fighting now? Without the help of the formation thousands of years ago, Nie Jiuque is no match for the soul-squeezing beast at all. Do you think he is dead?" Zuo Yan imagined Nie Jiuque's stupidity of tragic death for love again, and the smile on his face could not be stopped.

"... Despicable villain, Jun Moyan will not let you go."

In the barrier, Wen Xiaoai had a pale face, protecting her tall abdomen with one hand, and supporting the ground with the other, supporting her body.

The dense cold sweat soaked her entire little face, and the pain from her abdomen made her afraid and painful.

"I'm just using a little trick, that's you who are stupid." Zuo Yan disagreed.

His illusion was so masterful.

Even Mo Yu and the others suffered losses in his hands, not to mention Wen Xiaoai, who was worried about the situation of the cat demon clan at that time.

He just turned into Ye Qi's appearance, and his body of blood appeared in front of her. Without him speaking, she came out of the Soul-Suppressing Hall obediently.

"...Jun Moyan will find me." Wen Xiaoai was so painful that her little face twisted.

"Jun Mo Yan is one mouthful, haha, Nie Jiuque is much more miserable than a thousand years ago. At least, Shang Ying and him loved him so much that he died for love a thousand years ago. Now...haha." Zuo Yan was so happy.

"Shut up." Wen Xiaoai roared at him, and as soon as he vented, his abdomen became even more painful.

After moving her fetal aura, she was trapped in the barrier for two days and three nights, and she didn't know how many times she had been soaked in cold sweat.

The whole person was in a very embarrassing state.

"Why, don't you like to listen? Have you really forgotten how the world and Nie Jiuque were so unwilling tolerate it a thousand years ago that you still loved it to death? Do you want me to help you recall the memories? I'm very happy."

"You said, if one of the soul-suppressing beasts or Nie Jiuque died, which one would you choose?" Zuo Yan said to himself.

"I hope both of them die, just like they did a thousand years ago, they were all happy, haha." Zuo Yan laughed wildly.

I can't wait to see such a scene again.

"If possible, I really want to restore your memory. I want to know too much whether you will choose Nie Jiuque or the soul-squeezing beast to restore your memory. The more you suffer, the happier I will be, because Nie Jiuque will suffer more than you." He said word by word, his eyes were full of hostility and his face became ferocious and distorted.

Two black shadows suddenly appeared.

They are Pluto and the 6 judges.

When Zuo Yan saw the visitor, he sarcastically said: "Master Pluto, you have come too late. If you don't show up again, I will think you are backing down and afraid."

The Pope looked at him, too lazy to show off his verbal pleasure at this critical moment, and said coldly: "They have already started fighting."

When Pluto was speaking, he looked at Wen Xiaoai in the barrier, and his eyes slowly fell from her face to her belly.
Chapter completed!