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Chapter 501 That's Ye Chuyue's Ashes

Chapter 501 Those are Ye Chuyue’s ashes

Under the intense thunderous light, the Xuanji throne could not be seen, and the silhouette of the girl holding the Cangming bow could not be clearly seen.

The flowing gold-devouring thunder is enough to destroy martial bodies below the middle level.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat for Chu Yue, but they already knew in their hearts that even if Ye Chuyue had the power to turn things around, they would have to be defeated in the face of such a powerful thundering force!

Even if you are not dead, you will be disabled!

Mo Qingwu tugged her lips, Qing Jue's brows were very cold, and she smiled silently.

As long as the Xuanji throne destroys itself and Ye Chuyue falls down in embarrassment, the scene five years ago can happen again.

One hundred thousand Shenxuan disciples, like her, couldn't help but think -

At that time, the young and immature girl was tied to the cross on the gilt platform, criticized in public, and tortured. She climbed all the way out of the Chaoyang Hall and out of Futu Mountain.

This road is full of blood stains from the wounds on her body!

Song Qingshan raised his head, half-squinted his eyes, and looked deeply at Chu Yue, vaguely as if he was expecting something.

Yun Huan was anxious and worried, but if he forcefully broke the thunderous light ball, not only would he not be able to save Chu Yue, but he would also hasten Chu Yue's death.

The old man closed his eyes, his frosty eyebrows and snowy hair were stained with sadness, and he did not dare to look down, for fear that the outcome of the matter would be unacceptable to him.

He had never married a wife or had any relatives in his life. He only had such a beloved disciple when he was seventy years old. However, he could only be happy for a few days before he had to face a life-or-death decision.

He has experienced hardships since he was a child and does not believe in gods, Buddhas and heaven.

But at this moment, Yun Huan put down the Sword Master's sword, lowered his head, and silently prayed in his heart, begging the gods and Buddhas to help his disciple.

"what is that......"

Some disciples were breathing rapidly and pointed at the dust scattered from the light cluster.

Threads and threads, floating in the wind.

"It's Ye Chuyue's ashes!"

The young disciple reacted and shouted loudly.

Under the thunder, it turned into bones, dust and smoke scattered, and all seven souls and six souls returned to dust!

Yun Hui froze suddenly, and slowly opened his cloudy eyes, feeling exhausted all over his body.

He pulled his lips weakly and smiled bitterly.

Let him just say, no matter what gods or Buddhas are said, they are all untrustworthy.

Heaven will not show mercy to his poor disciple. He is just repeating the same mistakes now, even more tragic than five years ago.

Only ashes remain...

Yun Huan smiled mockingly to himself, but boundless anger spread in his heart, as if he was going to bring chaos to the world. He would use the power of the Sword Master to kill everyone who was watching with cold eyes, turning the Chaoyang Hall into a slaughterhouse!

On the gilt platform, Luo Xingchen, who was nailed to the cross, looked at the ashes scattered in front of him, with pain in his eyes.

Will the person who fought against Jiuxing Wuxuan in Futu Mountain, spoke out for the spirit beasts, and resisted the order of the Martial Ancestor, have to perish like this unwillingly?

Dean Song frowned and shook his head in disappointment.

"Sister Xiaoyue..." Xiao Li murmured softly.

Ye Xun'er looked at the third elder, smiled slightly, and said: "Third elder, to express my condolences, why not pack the remaining ashes first, otherwise they will be scattered in the wind and cannot be recovered. Doesn't it mean that there is no way to bury the body?"

Yun Huan glared angrily, her eyes red with hatred towards Ye Xun'er!

"My condolences, elder." Mo Qingwu also said.

The third elder was furious and put his old hand on the hilt of his sword.

Boom! A huge sound appeared in Chaoyang Hall!

The dazzling light group dispersed.

The dust and smoke are shallow.

The girl was lying lazily on the Xuanji throne, her limbs were covered with bones, and her whole body was flashing with golden thunder and lightning.

Her gorgeous cheeks also had red gold lightning arcs flashing.

Chu Yue was bathing in the sunshine, playing with the Cangming Bow, with a cold breath all over her body, a smile in her beautiful eyes, and said casually: "This flowing gold-eating thunder-tempered martial body is much better than the wind-burning fire, but it is a little less.

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"Dean Song, do you have any more? It's not enough."


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