Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 414 The Fall of the Evil Venerable
"I didn't expect you to escape." Gu Shu saw that the person from Xiegu appeared injured, and just snorted coldly: "But you still can't escape from my palm!"

"Has the people in Xiegu also been bewitched by evil?" Situ Zhengshuo's eyes were about to pop out. He had led people to kill many demon envoys. In his mind, Xiegu was evil, and they were righteous. There is no balance between good and evil, and now that the righteous side is frustrated, Xie Gu not only takes pleasure in misfortune, but comes to help them?

"Nan Fengqing... Please stay happy." A familiar voice suddenly appeared in Nan Fengqing's ear, low and sentimental, "Meeting you in this life is probably the happiest thing in my life." It's..."

"Long Muming?" Nan Fengqing didn't see Long Muming's figure around him, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Listening to him, why does it sound like he is saying his last words?

"My lady?" Feng Jinyou is drawing a huge formation with Nan Fengqing, and he needs to run around in different places. Moreover, he needs to protect Nan Fengqing while calculating the position of the formation, so he has no spare time at all. Perceive whether Xie Zun is transmitting sound to Nanfengqing through the air.

"Ah!" Gu Shu let out a shrill scream.

I saw Qing Ronglan collapsed in a coma, being caught by a shadow in white, and a small book was trying to escape.

A tall and handsome figure was chasing the ancient book.

With a flick of his long arm, the man easily grasped the ancient book in his hand.

As if aware that someone was looking at him, the man turned his head, his obsidian pupils were as bright as stars, as if even the light of the sun was about to be covered.

The man's pupils were pure black and dazzling, and he took a deep look at Nan Fengqing.

This glance was gentle and filled with endless nostalgia.

Looking back, it seems to stop time for eternity, and the eyes of this pair of expressions seem to have endless words.

Her pupils are magnificent blue, and this beautiful blue is the color that he will remember all his life.

The four eyes met, as if there were only him and her left in the world.

Long Muming smiled.

This handsome man's smile is as bright as the sun, so bright that people can be intoxicated by this smile at a glance.

A black crystal flame burned in his palm.

The ancient book struggled in his hands, and he yelled frantically: "You dare to catch me! I will refine you into an inner alchemy!"

Several summoners stepped forward quickly, trying to kill Long Muming.

"You can't burn me to death!" The ancient book wanted to fly, but found that the man who grabbed it seemed to have roots on the ground under his feet, and his hands seemed to be stuck to it.

"Then, if this deity is buried with you, I can burn you to death, right?" Long Muming's voice was low and sweet, and his smile was faintly sunny.

"Are you crazy?" Gushu's voice trembled a little, and it struggled violently.

Black flames suddenly burned on Long Muming's body.

The fire enveloped his whole body, and he never looked back at Nan Fengqing.

Yan Leng cried out sadly: "No!"

Yan Su's expression also changed drastically: "Master Xie Zun!"

"Master Xie Zun!" Xin Yan's eyes widened: "Don't—"

Lei Yan's eyes were sharp, and he mercilessly beheaded a person beside him, wanting to rush towards Long Muming.

An Yan seemed to know something, he closed his eyes, and seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

Gushu's screams gradually weakened.

"Long Muming!" Nan Fengqing could only feel her energy and blood surging, and an inexplicable sadness rolled in her heart, and the holy power in her body turned into a gentle force to calm her mood.

She saw his figure looming in the black flames...

She saw that the ancient book in his hand was emitting a strong light, which was bound by his Nine Nether Fire. The ancient book struggled in the man's hand, and was gradually burned by the black flame...

She saw his figure gradually disappearing in the firelight...

The black flame was finally extinguished bit by bit.

The drizzle fell on the ground, and the green grass withered and life was cut off in the places that had been scorched by the Nine Nether flames.

With the disappearance of the ancient books, the people on the North Bank fainted.

(End of this chapter)