The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

boom!

A loud explosion exploded in the formation of more than a hundred warriors in the temple.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Zhu's body was shaken back far away like a leaf falling in the wind, and there were several screams from the crowd of masked white-robed warriors, followed by five or six corpses falling heavily The muffled sound of falling to the ground.

Lei Zhu staggered a few steps, and finally managed to support the ground with his two swords, which prevented him from falling down. He covered his chest with his hands, his face pale.

It seems that the two sides collided with each other with a strong force just now, and both sides suffered losses. [

"Leizhu! How are you doing!"

Qing Kuang hurriedly asked with concern.

"Young...young master! I'm fine! I can still hold on!"

With trembling lips, Lei Zhu struggled to utter a few words, clenching his teeth.

At this moment, no one except herself knew how many internal injuries she had suffered from the blow just now.No one knows how long she can persist with her will...

In the distance, the cold face of the bald holy king twitched involuntarily.

A small saintess guard, in a desperate situation, can exert such powerful energy.

On the blades of the twin swords that Lei Zhu was holding tightly to her body, bright red blood was slowly dripping down. No one knew whether it was the enemy's blood or her own.

"Such a loyal entourage...is really rare! What a pity! Leizhu, you could have become a prominent figure in my Temple of Light, but you are so stubborn and stubbornly standing on the side of those cowardly people. side!"

There was a murmur in the mouth of the holy king, and he shook his head gently.

Suddenly, in the hands of the Holy King, a black command flag was raised high above his head.

Lei Zhu was also deeply shocked by such a move.

She recognized it, it was an order to close the battle!

More than a hundred fighters from the Temple of Light quickly retracted their formation and lined up behind the Holy King.

Qing Kuang flew up and quickly let Lei Zhu, who was seriously injured a hundred steps away, hug him back.

"Feng Qingkuang, do you really think that this king will let you wait until the reinforcements arrive? No! You are wrong! Look at the hot magma around here..."

The Holy King opened his arms, pointing to the boiling fiery surroundings surrounding Qingkuang and Leizhu's isolated island.

"In the past five years, [-] tons of medicinal materials and poisons harvested from the land of Nanzhao have been buried here, together with [-] poison masters from Miaojiang..."

As the Holy King said, he glanced lightly at Fenhun who collapsed on the ground in the distance. At this moment, Fenhun's pupils were full of intense fear as if seeing a god of death. [

It seems that even Fenhun himself has never thought that inside this hollow volcano, for the past five years, Miao Jiang tribesmen who came to pay the poison for the Temple of Light have always been coming in and out, coming in and out. back.

Together with their own lives, they have become tools of the Holy King.

"Today is the time for all these powerful forces to reappear in the world!"

When the Holy King said this, his eyes revealed a kind of madness and excitement that his ambition was about to be realized.

Where the palms were lightly closed, the originally red magma began to slowly darken until it turned into ashes-like pitch black.

"Holy King, you have completely betrayed mankind! Your hundreds of years of cultivation have turned into evil witchcraft! Only for that ambition to rule the world!"

Qing Kuang gently put down the Thunder Bead in his arms, and said coldly.

All around, in the magma of ashes, there seemed to be countless ghosts, and they began to move around.