Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 107

Because of anger, all the strength in Liuran's hands became stronger and stronger, and the sharp nails pierced Wuliang's neck.

Wuliang put away the dragon's heart, his face turned liver red due to suffocation, he pushed away Liuran with a disgusted look, no matter how outstanding Liuran's immortal power was, it was nothing but a small insignificant in front of him.

Liuran fell to the ground dejectedly, staring at Wuliang with eyes like a ghost, as if she wanted to poke a few holes in him.

However, Wuliang never paid attention to her, and even arrogantly wove a barrier, sitting cross-legged on the ground to absorb the power of the dragon's heart.

With the absorption of power, ferocious crossed dragon patterns appeared on Wuliang's face.

When Zichu saw this, there was unconcealable disgust in his eyes, this Wuliang was really too rampant, to absorb the power of the demon so boldly in front of her, but Liuran is the most important thing at this time. .

She approached Liuran slowly, and touched Liuran's distressed face with pure divine light with her fingertips. Suddenly, Liuran closed her eyes, and her face, which was originally covered in mud, returned to whiteness at this time, as if it would break at the touch of a finger. porcelain dolls.

Liu Ran lay down on the ground slowly, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still streaming down, even though she had passed out, the pain was still spinning in her mind, making her unable to extricate herself.

Seeing that Liu Ran had settled down, Zi Chu gathered spiritual power at his fingertips, and as the white light poured out, the miserable snake body that had been destroyed unexpectedly began to heal.

At this time, the scorched snake skin also recovered its original golden pattern, and it was still as beautiful and coquettish as usual.

Yun Ya was originally a very beautiful man.

As Zichu approached, Wuliang was not anxious at all, because even if Zichu was a god, so what.

If he hurts a mortal, Zichu will be doomed, so he still leisurely absorbs the power of the dragon's heart.

The corners of Zichu's mouth twitched, covering the desolation in his eyes, this Wuliang was really crazy, how dare he ignore her, she looked at Wuliang sarcastically,

"Aren't you afraid that God will kill you?"

Wuliang was still absorbing the power contentedly, his disrespectful face actually showed a lewd look, "If you hurt me, I'm afraid that Jiuchongtian will not let you go!"

He was determined that this girl would not dare to kill him, that the affairs of the human world cannot be interfered with by gods, and if Wuliang had another choice, he would not be so rampant.

Probably because he was getting old, he even forgot that the god had just protected the man and the demon.

As if he had almost absorbed his strength, Wu Liang glanced at her with great interest, his eyes were full of provocation.

Zichu had wanted to make a move a long time ago, but Mo Lin's voice came from his spiritual consciousness, he was advising himself that Wuliang is really hateful, but there is still the way of heaven.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zichu raised his eyebrows furiously, and said coldly, "But God is deviant! How do you think I killed you?"

Wuliang still didn't pay attention to her, thinking that she was just scaring him, besides, as long as he completely absorbed the heart of the flood dragon, this god might not be his opponent.

So he integrated the power of the dragon's heart even more urgently. As long as he has the power, he has nothing to be afraid of. The Nine Heavens are all in his pocket. Thinking of this, the curve of his mouth is even bigger.

And Zichu was not in a hurry to deal with him, but raised his eyebrows and looked at Wuliang with great interest, playing with his nails, and said indifferently, "Wuliang, you absorb it slowly, the gods are waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)