Yunyue slowly squatted down, with a smile as beautiful as a poppy, and replied leisurely: "This world is full of wonders, and nothing is impossible."
"You...if you kill...kill me...my father...will definitely...avenge me."
Qiao Mengluo was very scared. Just now, Yun Yue was obviously merciful and did not pierce all the thousands of wind needles into her body.
Because although she is in pain now, only a few large acupuncture points were injured by the wind acupuncture and she cannot move.
If Yunyue wanted to kill her now, it would be absolutely easy. In panic, she could only bring out her father, the green-robed messenger, hoping that Yunyue would look at her father's sake and show mercy to her.
Yun Yue shook her head and smiled: "Are you sure your father is my opponent?"
Yun Yue's words made Qiao Mengluo visibly stagnant. Yes, although her father was a green-robed messenger and a master of the eighth level of Tianxuan, his strength was obviously inferior to that of the woman in front of him.
"You...who are you...?" Qiao Mengluo asked in horror.
"Don't you know who I am? Miss Qiao, look at it, it's such a small thing. You know that I'm not interested in your Brother Qiu, but I left on my own initiative, and you still want to pursue the victory.
Now that you have been defeated by me, not only do you not repent, but you continue to threaten me with your father.
Originally, I didn't want to kill someone because of something like this, but you really offended me today. So...I'm sorry."
After saying that, Yunyue held Qiao Mengluo's hand.
"You...you witch! You...what are you doing? Stop...stop!"
Qiao Mengluo was horrified to find that ever since the witch in front of her held her hand, the profound energy in her body began to be crazily sucked away by a terrifying force.
No matter how she begged for mercy or scolded her, the terrible suction force never stopped.
Gradually, she felt that her mysterious strength had been completely sucked away. The profound strength she had trained hard for nearly 20 years was just gone.
This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that her mysterious power is clearly gone, but she is still breathing. She feels that her energy and energy are getting weaker and weaker, and the smell of death is getting closer and closer to her.
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"I was wrong...I was wrong...please...please..."
At this time, Qiao Mengluo could no longer speak a complete sentence. She only felt that her young life was disappearing rapidly, and the moisture in her skin was getting less and less.
Qiao Mengluo, who had never encountered such weird martial arts before, just now woke up from a dream and admitted his mistake in horror.
"It's too late." Yun Yue replied with a smile while enjoying the ninth level of Qiao Mengluo's profound strength.
And she never heard Qiao Mengluo's confession and begging for mercy again.
Because in the next moment, she had turned into a mummy that could not even be nourished by soil.
Take off a ring from her finger. This is a good thing. Generally only the royal family or wealthy nobles and famous disciples of the Holy Palace can possess it. Its function is the same as her spiritual space except that there is no air inside.
The effect is almost the same.
Throw Qiao Mengluo's body into the Najie, and then put the Najie into the space to prevent her space from being soiled.
Yunyue clapped her hands, stood up and left.
Although she really doesn't like the mysterious power of the ninth level of Earth Mystic, it is still more or less helpful to her to store it in Yuan Dan and slowly refine the mysterious power into true energy in the future.