"What a sharp-tongued girl!" Gong Ao smiled evilly and tightened his fingers, "I want to see how long you can continue to scold!"
"Stop!" On the side, Mingche couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing Zhuo Ya's robe soaked with blood, he could hardly bear to look at it anymore, but he couldn't look away worriedly, "Let her go, and I will kill her."
"The Book of Light" is given to you!"
Gong Aoyang threw Zhuo Ya at his feet and stretched out his palm in front of Ming Che.
Ming Che thought, and with a snap, an exquisite white hardcover book appeared in the air in front of him. Ming Che raised his lips with satisfaction and stretched out his hand towards the book.
On the side, Zhuo Ya flicked her fingers, and a poisonous mist rushed towards Gong Ao.
Gong Ao fluttered his sleeves, a white light flashed, and all the poisonous mist was blown away by the wind. Holding the book, he looked sharply at Zhuo Ya who fell to the ground and glared at him angrily, and sneered, "Smelly girl, this
You forced me!"
Turning around, he raised his hand to grab Zhuo Ya.
"Gong Ao!" Mingche roared angrily, struggling hard to break away from the rope that bound him, "I have already given you the "Book of Light", why do you still torture her..."
Helpless, the remaining poison in his body has not been cleared away. At this moment, it is impossible for him not only to break away from the rope, but also to use mystical magic.
"Ha..." Gong Ao grabbed Zhuo Ya, looked at Ming Che from the side and laughed out loud, "Because I like to see you feeling distressed!"
He has been looking forward to this day for so many years, and now he finally has the opportunity. How could he let go of the opportunity to torture the other party?!
boom!
There was a muffled sound that shook the earth.
The entire sacred mountain trembled. Gong Ao turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound coming from down the mountain. He saw that the light aqua-blue light shield covering the outermost layer of the sacred mountain was fluctuating violently.
"Lord Pope, it's not good!" A red figure flew over and landed behind Gong Ao, "Mo Li has arrived outside the mountain gate!"
"How many people are here?!" Gong Ao asked.
"She's the only one!" the subordinate said.
"It's just as I expected!" Throwing Zhuo Ya at Ming Che's feet again, Gong Ao slightly raised his lips and ordered in a cold voice, "Send the order for all the cavalry in the outer palace to assemble and wait behind the front formation!"
"Yes!" His subordinates responded and left.
Zhuo Ya and Ming Che exchanged glances, and both looked worriedly in the direction of the mountain gate.
"Don't worry!" Gong Ao sneered, "I will let you watch her die with your own eyes!"
Outside the gate of Mount Kailash.
Mo Li looked at the tens of thousands of cavalry gathered inside the mountain gate through the light curtain, his face was still like water from an ancient well, without a trace of ripples on his face.
"Mo Li!" Gong Ao's voice suddenly sounded in the air, "I will give you a chance. As long as you can come to me within a hundred bells, I will let Mingche and this girl live!"
"Okay!" Li Li agreed loudly, "It's a deal!"
"Mo Li, don't believe him, leave quickly!" Mingche heard Mo Li's voice coming from down the mountain and shouted loudly with his throat open.
It was obvious that Gong Ao's move was to use him and Zhuo Ya to disturb Mo Li's mind and make her eager to go down the mountain. The more anxious she was, the more beneficial it would be to Gong Ao.
Ding!
The bell rang, suppressing Ming Che's voice.
Mo Li raised his arm, grabbed the gun in his hand, stared at the light curtain in front of him, and stood up.
The gun was wrapped in white light, like a silver dragon, carrying a turbulent white airflow, piercing straight towards the light curtain sealing the mountain gate.
Between the electric light and flint, the tip of the spear pierced the light curtain.
Mo Li twisted his wrist, and the blood-colored spear spun sharply like a drill, while white zhenqi flew up like several ribbons.