Mrs. Qiu and Qiu Yunfeng screamed at the same time and quickly ran towards the head of the Qiu family who was lying in a pool of blood.
"Zi Yao..." Looking at the purple spear dripping with blood in the hand of Lord Zi Yao, Jimo Xueling felt a chill all over her body. The head of the enemy family was one of the most trusted ministers of the God Emperor, and he actually killed him without hesitation. He
Do you know what he is doing?
An Luoluo stood on the eaves and watched everything that happened inside. She just felt that the warmth in her body was being taken away bit by bit. What happened when she went to the imperial tomb to search for treasures was appalling enough, but it was not half as good as now.
It's so shocking, this place is simply purgatory.
"Damn, you all deserve to die." Although he was holding a person in his hand, it did not affect his actions and attacks at all. After killing the enemy's head, his next target was Qiu Yunfeng, whom he wanted to kill this time.
He is the person.
"Ziyao, that's enough. Don't you still think you haven't killed enough people?" After knowing that Jimo Xueyu was killed, he was also very sad and angry. He wanted to kill them, but if he did so, Xueyan would wake up.
Is it? No, she will never wake up again. Killing just adds more innocent sins.
"I am the king, kill!" The low and cold voice was without a trace of emotion, the ice-like purple eyes were filled with strong killing intent, and the sharp and cold spear in his hand was pointed at Jimo Xueling's heart.
He has reached the point where he cannot recognize his emotions! An Luoluo took a deep breath. At this moment, the Lord Zi Yao has gone crazy. In his heart, there is only killing and no more emotions. She wants to tell him to hurry up.
Click to get out of here, the last thing she wants to see is them killing each other.
"Ziyao, please wake up. I am as heartbroken as you are about Xue Yan's death, but this cannot be solved by killing people." Jimo Xueling looked at him without fear and said loudly.
"Damn it, everyone in the world deserves to die." Lord Zi Yao didn't listen to his words. Suddenly, with a move of his hand, the spear immediately pierced Jimo Xueling's heart like a spiritual snake.
"Brother..." Seeing the muzzle of the gun, which had been dyed red with blood, stabbing Jimo Xueling's heart, An Luoluo felt his heart contract. Without thinking, he immediately flew towards Jimo Xueling's body.
There is only one thought in his mind, that is, he cannot be allowed to be harmed by Zi Yao Shenjun.
Just as the sharp tip of the spear passed through her body, Jimo Xueling's upper body quickly fell back, her long legs quickly kicked the wrist holding the spear, and then turned to face the people huddled in the hall.
Say loudly: "Everyone, get out of here quickly."
Although everyone wanted to leave this place of purgatory, they had learned from the past and did not dare to act rashly.
Zi Yao Shenjun was still holding Jimo Xueyan in one hand. When he saw his kick, he quickly took two steps back to avoid his attack.
"You guys haven't left yet, do you want to stay here and wait to die?" Seeing their hesitation, Jimo Xueling was almost angry to death. He pulled out a long sword from his waist, "I'll stop him, you guys
Go quickly, hurry up."
"No one is allowed to leave." Lord Zi Yao suddenly roared angrily, and fired his gun at the crowd who were about to move. A sharp light with strong killing intent was immediately shot towards the unarmed people.
