Demon, she is handsome and pretty

Chapter 559 Wrath of the King (1)

Xiao Li is a demon cultivator, and he was severely punished by the sky when he entered the advanced stage. The power of the sky thunder is three times that of ordinary spiritual cultivators.

But the thunder that struck down seemed a little painless.

The old man coughed twice in embarrassment, "The "Purity Formation" belongs to those monks, and it is blessed with the power of merit. Now that this formation is covered by Xiao Li, the laws of heaven and earth are tacitly regarded as Xiao Li's own. Merits and virtues cancel each other out, and there will be no punishment from heaven..."

"..."

Does this work too?
The corner of Emperor Zhenwu's mouth twitched, he was too dazed to speak.

It took countless manpower and material resources to set up such a trap, but it was not for her to block the thunder.

The old man was even more embarrassed, and forced himself to say calmly, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, so what if you have advanced? The "Purification Formation" will not let any evil spirit go astray, especially one who snatches the house like her."

"I hope so..."

Emperor Zhenwu didn't say anything more, and turned his gaze to Xiao Li.

Next, the entire Sixth Prince's Mansion was struck by lightning and thunder.

Everyone stood far away, watching Xiao Li being struck by lightning with mixed feelings.

When the last thunder pierced through the barrier of the formation and landed on her body, a blue light suddenly flourished, merged with the dark red lightning power, and slowly transformed into a clear blue light.

The advanced stage is successful, and Xiao Li's cultivation in the holy realm can be regarded as a strong one in the world of all spirits.

"Hurry up, don't let her have any chance to fight back..."

The old man beside Emperor Zhenwu had been prepared for a long time, and he raised a golden banner and flew into the air.

In an instant, the golden light flourished, and countless golden threads interweaved into a dense network in the sky, forming an extremely powerful enchantment.

"Namo Amida Poye, Dotaka Duoye, Dodi Yedo. Amitabha, Povi. Amitrido, Xidan Popi..."

"Gamini, Gagana, Zhidakali, Sapoha..."

Sanskrit sounds from ancient times resounded in the formation again, and golden runes surrounded Xiao Li and danced all over the sky.

She was covered in blood by the lightning, and she sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed.

If it weren't for the huge beads of sweat constantly oozing from his forehead, he wouldn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Emperor Zhenwu greedily stared at the King Quan Sword in her hand, and pondered with dark eyes, "This sword is so compatible with the Demon God Orb, it must be the treasure of the Demon Race... But, are you sure you can really kill it?" she??"

It's been so long, but there is still not much effect, he is a little impatient.

"Your Majesty, please see."

The old man smiled with confidence.

Emperor Zhenwu turned his head to look, and saw the golden runes continuously drilled into Xiao Li's body, and more and more beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Streams of golden light emanated from inside her body, as if her soul was melting.

"A Li..."

Emperor Zhenwu was overjoyed and just wanted to speak, but Xie Qingchen wanted to step forward first.

Unfortunately, after only taking two steps, he was stopped by the guard next to him.

Emperor Zhenwu looked at him with a half-smile, "If you really liked her that much, you should have fought hard with me long ago. It's too late to do it now."

"You..." Xie Qingchen trembled with anger.

Emperor Zhenwu had a smug smile on his face, and slowly raised his chin to look down on the woman in the distance, "But then again, she is also a majestic Demon Lord, so it is indeed a pity to die in my hands like this."

"You really don't have to be sorry, you won't die even if you die." Just as the words finished, the proud voice rang out.

"..."

Emperor Zhenwu was surprised.

(End of this chapter)