I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Immediately, Yan Ziming was once again shattered by a tremendous force, and the scattered light fragments vanished with the wind, leaving no suspense whatsoever.

"Roar--"

The black calamity, which the Mirage Dragon considered incapable of fighting, suddenly rose again, crashing heavily onto the Mirage Dragon and forcibly derailing its path. They grappled together, causing the mountains to crumble and the earth to split.

Yan Ziming grinned as he watched. It seemed that only a black dragon of similar size could shake this behemoth. His own attacks hadn't even managed to deflect the mirage dragon's path by the slightest.

The side effects of Mirage Dragon enduring so many attacks from Yan Zimo have come to an end—due to the severity of its injuries, it has not been able to heal in time, and now it has been further injured by the Black Calamity, putting it at a disadvantage.

Left with no other choice, it wrapped itself around the body of the black calamity several times, and the sound of bones cracking could be faintly heard, sending chills down Yan Ziming's spine.

If this continued, Si Mo would die. Yan Zi Mo quickly took action, and the Raikiri emitted an incomparably dazzling light, with fine lightning completely covering the blade.

In an instant, Yan Ziming stepped onto the Mirage Dragon's body. The Lightning Blade slashed fiercely into the Mirage Dragon's body, then spun sideways!

Rumble!

A terrifying bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, landing on Yan Ziming before flowing into the Mirage Dragon's body through the lightning-cutting mechanism.

sizzle-

The lightning bolt sliced ​​the mirage dragon almost horizontally in two, blood spurting out and turning Yan Ziming into a blood-soaked mess.

It wasn't that Yan Ziming didn't want to do it, but the dragon bones inside its body were too hard. Even with the Thunder Cutter, it was difficult to cut through them, so it had no choice but to give up and switch to other attacks.

I had heard Liu Mengxian say before that the Thunder Cutter was made from the spine of a powerful immortal spirit, and now it seems that it is indeed true!

However, this also created an opportunity for the Black Calamity, which broke free from the Mirage Dragon's entanglement. Some parts of its body twisted irregularly, and the cracking sound of bones colliding echoed in the ears.

"Hmm?" Yan Ziming suddenly realized that the dragon blood staining his body could not be removed!

"My blood is never shed in vain."

The cold, indifferent voice seemed to come from the deepest hell. Yan Ziming felt a chill run through his body, and his entire body spontaneously combusted!

"?!"

Yan Ziming unleashed endless thunderbolts that struck her, but no matter how fierce the lightning strikes were, they could not extinguish the flames on her body.

It's not that it hurts that much, but the 'fuel' that ignites this flame is Yan Zimo's divinity!

The blood of the mirage dragon carries its own divinity, and using it as fuel, it ignited the divinity within Yan Zimo, aiming to forcibly defeat her in this way.

Feeling her body gradually weakening, Yan Ziming's eyes widened in horror as her divinity diminished little by little!

Swah——

A surge of rich life energy flowed into Yan Ziming's body, accompanied by the five elements' extraordinary phenomena. It converged into a torrent that washed over Yan Ziming, extinguishing the flames.

"Master..." Qilin appeared beside Yan Zimo at some point and licked her with its tongue.

However, this was not a beautiful sight. The Qilin was too big, and it looked as if it was about to swallow Yan Zimo whole.

——Qilin.

A Qilin that has reached the SSS level!

When a celestial being reaches this level, it can be said to be like a dragon swimming in the ocean, fearless and truly capable of protecting itself in this world, and able to dominate a region!

"You're so slow." Yan Ziming playfully scolded the Qilin's leg, but she didn't feel any blame in her heart.

"What, do you want to continue?"

Yan Ziming looked at the mirage dragon, only to see that it exuded an extremely dangerous aura, which made Yan Ziming's heart sink to the bottom.

Even though the Qilin has successfully ascended, they are still at a disadvantage. If the Mirage Dragon really risks its life here, there will definitely be casualties among them!

She was right; the mirage dragon did indeed have that intention, but once its gaze swept across the distant horizon, it could no longer look away.

—The place was shrouded in endless dark clouds, and a bright light was flashing on the clouds. It was very beautiful, like the dawn. With each flash, it would get closer and closer. In just a few seconds, it was in front of us.

chap!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the clouds, and Yan Ziming's gaze followed it.

It was a long sword covered with intricate floral patterns. It looked ordinary, but it was like a mountain covering the head of the mirage dragon, suppressing the dangerous aura emanating from it!

This is a warning.

123. Bureau

It was thought that a deadly battle was inevitable, but the sword that fell from the sky forcibly cut the fuse of the powder keg that was about to be ignited.

The mirage dragon, who was preparing for a life-or-death battle and to vent its rage on everyone, showed extreme fear when it saw the sword. It withdrew its overwhelming killing intent and transformed back into human form.

"Xian'er!"

Yan Ziming was deeply impressed by this sword.

Back in Crescent City, Liu Mengxian used this sword to cleave the heavens with a single strike, breaking through the protective shield that had baffled all the nations of humanity at the time, shocking everyone.

But why did only one sword come?

Logically speaking, the Mirage Dragon should be Liu Mengxian's target. Since she knows that the Mirage Dragon is here, why doesn't it come here itself?

That was enough; at least Qing didn't dare to continue fighting to the death. But she was still furious and almost went crazy. All the hard work she had put in over the years had been wasted in one day, which was hard for anyone to accept.

But she had to endure it.

Qing naturally knew who the sword belonged to. The sword's arrival was a warning, a warning to her—I've always been here, you decide what to do.

If Qing insists on fighting to the death and warnings are ineffective, then what will arrive soon will be Liu Mengxian herself.

She had been given the opportunity, but she failed to seize it. It was time for her to leave the game. If she continued to be a player, an abyss awaited her.

“One day you will pay a thousand times the price for what you have done today!”

He said it in a cold and indifferent tone.

Her bright yellow eyes, with their imposing vertical pupils, stared intently at her. Yan Ziming felt her skin tighten, but she couldn't let her aura falter. Her expression remained unchanged as she forcefully retorted, "I'll be waiting."

"Humph!"

A golden road emerged from beneath Qing's feet and vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye, never to be seen again. Only then did the terrifying oppression finally dissipate.

"call......"

After confirming that she was really gone, Yan Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, but a sense of loss still lingered in his heart. "Mirage Dragon, Qing... is she really that powerful...?"

With her rank-level combat power, even if she and Si Mo joined forces, they would be hard-pressed to defeat her. Ranking her first is truly the right thing to do.

"Oh right, that sword..." Yan Ziming turned his head and looked over, only to find that the sword had disappeared without a trace.

"Shouldn't you be concerned about us first?"

Si Mo arrived before her, covered in blood. Upon seeing her horrific state, Yan Zi Mo instinctively covered her mouth, then knelt down with heartache, saying, "Si Mo, you...tsk tsk, it looks painful..."

Her hands were hanging down at a 90-degree angle, and her shoulders were slightly slumped, losing the support of her bones. Yan Ziming didn't even dare to touch her.

Thinking back to how Si Mo was entangled by the mirage dragon, Yan Zi Mo still felt a chill run down her spine.

“prprprpr.......”

A pretty little girl walked up from behind Yan Ziming and, while Yan Ziming was stunned, stuck out her little tongue and licked Si Mo's wound.

Si Mo didn't resist at all. Instead, she removed all the restraints on her body, exposing her fair and tender body completely to the air so that the little girl could lick her more carefully.

The horrific external wounds on Si Mo's body were completely healed after being licked several times.

Yan Ziming was dumbfounded by what he saw.

The little girl, a complete stranger, went up and licked Simo's body, carefully licking every part and every corner, leaving behind a glistening reflection.

So good, so astringent!!!

Yan Ziming subconsciously covered her face, but couldn't help peeking through her fingers at her pretty face, which was flushed with a captivating blush.

"Uh, wait, who are you?" Yan Ziming suddenly realized, who exactly is this little girl? Could she be Si Mo's beloved wife or something, otherwise she wouldn't be up there putting on a 'live sex show' right here.

"Huh? You don't even know who she is? Didn't she come out from behind you?"

Si Mo looked at her with an expression as if she were an idiot, and the little girl also turned her head, her bright eyes also showing a hint of anger.

???

Yan Ziming looked back with a face full of questions, only to find that the Qilin was gone. She turned around abruptly and looked at the little girl.

"You're Ozawa?!"

"What else do you think?"

Xiao Ze retorted with a question that left Yan Zimo speechless for a moment before he finally gave a proper evaluation: "Hmm, I give it full marks."

In response, Xiaoze rolled her eyes and continued with her erotic and stimulating treatment, making Yan Ziming's blood boil and giving her the urge to have a nosebleed.

Whew... I miss that feeling so much.

The physiological reaction excited Yan Ziming; the great motivation that had sustained her to reach the ninth level had finally paid off!

When I get back, I'm going to unleash a massacre! Hmph, Mu Mu, just you wait! The time for revolution has come!

A ray of purple light separated from Yan Ziming's body, forming a beautiful woman with long purple hair, standing gracefully. She was about the same height as Yan Ziming, with bright eyes and white teeth, and looked at Xiaoze and Simo's interaction with some curiosity.

"What are they doing?" Waste Xi asked Yan Ziming.

Without even thinking, Yan Ziming answered her: "Sticking."