With just two words, the tyrannical Shebi Zhi was enveloped by an overwhelming pressure!
It was as if the sky above his head was crashing down in his direction, carrying an extremely heavy force.
Shebi Zhi had no ability to resist and suddenly bent his knees and knelt down heavily.
The whole mountain was shaken violently three times.
Those purple eyes as big as lanterns are filled with deep fear!
The woman in blood-clothed snorted softly, and slowly raised her arm wrapped in dark red blood-red sleeves, her pale and long palms looking a little weak.
But just such a simple action caused a fear called despair to arise in the heart of the Ganyu Zhizhi, who had already successfully evolved into a zombie.
The five fingers of the pale palm are long and slender, and the nails on the fingertips are slightly long and sharp, as sharp as five sharp blades.
Along with her chuckle, she made a hollow gesture with her palms.
"Uh... uh... uh uh..."
The corpse pearl, which was as important as a corpse and as much as life, was powerless to fall out of its mouth.
He only felt a desperate and sharp pain in his chest.
When he looked down, he saw that a huge blood hole had been penetrated from the front and back of his heart, but the heart inside the blood hole was missing.
The woman in blood-clothed clothes standing in the air a hundred meters away had her empty hand spread out.
There was a huge, beating purple heartbeat floating on the palm of his hand.
Shebishi's furious eyes were all restrained at this moment, and he was full of pleading.
Shebi Corpse is also called Ganyu Corpse. It has been in corpse form for three thousand years and has become immortal for a long time.
As long as the heart is immortal, even if it is only half-broken, it can reshape the body and reach its peak again.
But the immortal body it was usually proud of fell into the hands of this woman, and his life was as fragile as tofu.
The woman saw its pleading eyes and raised her sharp eyebrows slightly.
The fingers moved slightly, and a wisp of energy floated up in the palm of the hand, seeping into the purple-red beating heart.
"puff!"
Suddenly, the huge heart looked like a squashed watermelon, with scarlet blood sputtering out.
The heart was broken into tiny pieces by the powerful energy, floating in front of the woman.
Bits of sand-like scarlet minced meat exploded again into finer pieces of meaty dust.
In just a short moment, the cycle repeated itself no less than a hundred times.
A huge heart was destroyed at the fingertips of the blood-clothed woman, turning into an existence in the world that was more ethereal and ethereal than the blood mist.
The purple meaning in Shebishi's eyes suddenly disappeared.
The huge body shriveled up in an instant, and finally dispersed like sand when the wind blew gently.
The slender, pale hand gently moved in that direction, and the corpse bead with a diameter of ten meters flew from the purple sand pile into the air.
When it fell into her palm, the corpse beads quickly condensed and shrank into a size that could be controlled by one palm.
Balian was already so shocked by the scene before him that he couldn't help himself.
If he was playing hard with his trump cards, compared with Shebishi, there was a hundred li'an gap between them.
There were ten thousand Shebi corpses between the blood-clothed woman in front of him and the Shebi corpse.
In the blink of an eye it vanished into ashes.
That’s exactly what it said!
The blood-red robe slowly descended. At this moment, the woman in blood-clothed clothes had completely turned around and stared at Balian.
The sound of corpses and sand being blown up by strong winds echoed in my ears.
The woman stood in the night, her bloody clothes fluttering wildly, and a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes flashing with a scarlet and enchanting light.
Pale skin, charming lips with a hint of blood, and long hair as black as the polar night, held high by a golden and luxurious crown.
She is like a female queen in the dark night, exuding fierce beauty all over her body, and her movements are full of imperial domineering.
If you look closely at the ancient robes, which are as dark as blood, they are very similar to the royal robes.
The waistband of the same color was tied extremely tightly, which vividly outlined the curvature of her slender waist. Under the blood-red dress, her slender and straight calves were tightly wrapped by a pair of exquisite silver-white combat boots.
She held the corpse bead in her hand and came through the night.
When his eyes fell on the huge tomahawk that was riddled with holes on the ground, his expression showed a trace of satisfaction.
"Not bad. Faced with a Shebi corpse, I didn't expect you to still have the strength to resist."
Balian was slightly startled, hearing her tone...as if she knew him.
"You..." He looked slightly stunned, but the fighting spirit in his eyes had dissipated.
The woman in blood-clothed raised her pale and sharp chin and snorted softly: "I am your sister, Si Li."
Balian's eyes were stunned, and the palms holding his knees almost fell to the ground. He widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Sister?"
He actually has a sister who is still so powerful!
Then why didn't he have any impression of her?!
A sister fell from the sky and hit him, which made him a little confused.
Although it is too incredible and even full of doubts.
But Balian, who is good at guessing and thinking deeply, now felt that what she said was true.
When the villagers asked Bailian his name, the name 'Si Chen' came to his mind.
It was as if someone had given him this name since he was born.
And the woman in front of me...is named Si Li.
This can't be a coincidence.
Just as he was about to continue to ask the doubts in his heart, Balian's body shook violently, his scarlet eyes trembled wildly, and his soul began to scream and vent without any warning.
That is the thirst for blood.
Damn it!
He hasn't drank blood for many days, and at this moment, Xiaolu'er is not with him.
If he doesn't drink blood in time, he will become an unconscious monster.
Balian stood up unsteadily and couldn't say a word anymore.
Seeing his appearance, Si Li knew clearly that he was facing the crisis of thirst for blood at this moment.
The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed into a sharp long line.
She walked up to Balian, reached out and pushed, and easily pushed Balian to the ground, and she sat down immediately.
She looked down at Balian's eyes full of blood and cracks, and said coldly: "Since you are a corpse demon, you must learn to eat. If you allow yourself to be hungry and thirsty for blood at any time, you have lost the qualification to live.
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At this moment, she knelt unceremoniously on Balian's waist, raised her pale palms expressionlessly, and pulled off the overlapping collar by three points, revealing her pale neck and delicate collarbone.
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The slightly long and sharp nails scratched the pale skin, and dots of cold blood fell on Balian's face.
She leaned down, held up Balian's head with both hands, and forced him to stand up, letting the scarlet blood flow along the wound, staining the white underwear under the bloody clothes.
Her arms were slender, but the strength of her palms made it difficult for Balian to resist.
She forced Balian's fangs and lips to stick to the wound on her neck, her faint eyes fell on Balian's bloody back, without saying a word.
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