"No need to talk nonsense to them! Keep building the soul-locking formation! Hold them back." Di Yuanshan shouted, "None of these ancient zombies can escape today."
Hundreds of disciples from the sacred temple paused and immediately flew forward.
Di Yuanshan's eyes turned cold, and he threw three soul-locking nails with his backhand, hitting Ye Shu in the chain formation.
"Stop!" Shen Yi looked furious and slapped Di Yuanshan on the back without thinking.
How dare this old immortal thing ignore his orders.
Jiang Nai's eyes were tightly locked on the three soul-locking nails that were spinning rapidly.
For a moment, his vision gradually became blurry.
In a daze, it seemed as if he saw himself being tightly bound by countless chains.
On that heart-stopping rainy night.
She let out bursts of painful and desperate screams, and watched helplessly as soul-locking nails were injected into her body one after another.
And it was no one else who nailed these things into her body one by one.
It was the man in front of her... who kept saying that he was pleased with her and wanted to be with her forever.
Liar, super liar!
It turns out that all this was a lie to Nana, a lie to her!
Jiang Nai's eyes were red.
The white part of the eyes was gradually replaced by a little bit of darkness like a foggy night.
Suddenly he raised his left arm and punched him hard.
The power of the critical strike immediately knocked out dozens of disciples in the sacred temple, spurting bursts of blood into the sky and falling to the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.
"So strong!" The eyes of the disciples in the sacred hall were shocked.
"No, this witch is going to become rigid!"
"What?" He Fengyang looked surprised, "How is this possible?"
Isn't Jiang Nai a new disciple coming from Yuntian Continent?
How do you say she is going to freeze now?
"He Fengyang, stop her quickly. What are you still hesitating about? This is not your Xuanjian Peak disciple at all. She is dead!"
"It's definitely not normal for this witch to be so strong for the first time."
"Ah, flash!"
Jiang Nai slapped away the three soul-locking nails that flew in front of him with one hand, and slammed them back into the bodies of the three sacred temple disciples.
Following three "puff" sounds, the three sacred temple disciples howled miserably. Their whole bodies fell outwards and landed heavily on the ground. They lost all breath in an instant.
Jiang Nai's cold eyes were filled with disgust for the whole world.
There was no light in her eyes.
My mind was instantly overwhelmed by the explosion of memories.
Witnessing his past with his own eyes, his body was nailed with soul-locking nails, placed in a coffin made of dragons and jade, and buried deep underground.
The thick layer of soil buried her coffin lid, sealing her in that dark, lonely, and ruthless world.
Only when there is a storm outside, will she wake up from the cold underground, struggling and screaming in the coffin.
No one could hear her screams and curses.
She didn't know how long she had been buried, and she had forgotten how many times she woke up.
From anger to despair, from despair to numbness.
She didn't know whether she was alive or dead, dead or alive.
Gradually, she gave up any hope and thought that she would be trapped under the thick soil for the rest of her life.
The last glimmer of light in Jiang Nai's eyes was completely replaced by foggy darkness.
She smiled.
In an instant, it drifted in front of Shen Yi at an extremely weird speed.
The voice was soft and hollow: "Shenyi, are you worthy of me?"
Shen Yi's pupils shrank, his breathing became rapid, and his mind went blank.