Now the entire Xuanyin Mansion was almost completely destroyed. The entire Xuanyin Mansion collapsed and lay crookedly on the ground.
All the disciples in the mansion died, absorbed mummies were everywhere, and countless corpses were wrapped around tree roots.
There is no living person in the entire Xuanyin Mansion, and all the corpses are rapidly transformed into corpses, and the spiritual energy and corpse energy on them are continuously absorbed.
The Treasure Pavilion in Xuanyin Mansion was crushed by tumbling tree roots, and everything inside was turned into spiritual energy and absorbed.
At this moment, the entire Shipo Divine Tree was dyed red, and the crown of the tree was like an endless red cloud, spanning the sky above Xuanyin Mansion.
Its huge body and evil aura make people feel chilled, as if it is a demon from the abyss.
Its power is constantly increasing, its influence on the surrounding areas is getting bigger and bigger, its scope of influence is getting wider and wider, and it is about to spread beyond the borders of Zhao State.
In the middle of the tree roots, the heart kept beating faster and faster, and the black mist on the corpse tree also followed the rhythm.
The dazzling blood light shone out, and the blood energy absorbed by the corpse god tree reached its peak. Finally, all the blood energy flowed backwards along the branches towards the heart of the corpse body.
But instead of expanding, the heart began to dry up quickly, as if there was something mysterious sucking blood from it.
When all the blood energy is absorbed, a blood-red coffin is finally revealed.
This wooden coffin is ancient and strange, with bright red blood flowing on its dark surface. The scarlet blood light illuminates the surrounding area, giving off an eerie and strange aura.
There was a beating sound from the coffin, as if some incredible monster was awakening.
Zhao Wuji laughed wildly and said: "It's coming, it's coming! As long as I wait until midnight tonight and the Heavenly Corpse is born, it will be my time."
Zhou Wenhan's face was ugly. He looked at the scene in front of him and didn't know what to do.
Qin Miaomiao stood with him, his face uncertain, and he suddenly attacked Zhou Wenhan.
She swung a water whip like a violent storm and whipped it towards Zhou Wenhan.
Zhou Wenhan was caught off guard by her unexpected attack, and was whipped by her whip, sending him flying backwards.
He reluctantly dodged the follow-up attack and then counterattacked.
While he hurriedly parried, he scolded: "Qin Miaomiao, are you crazy? Do you believe his lies?"
Zhao Wuji laughed and said: "He who understands current affairs is a hero, and Pavilion Master Qin is indeed a smart man."
He gave orders to Hanshui Tianzhi and the Corpse King, and the two came together in tacit understanding, attacking Zhou Wenhan from the left and from the right.
The battle between the four was about to break out. Qin Miaomiao's attack was like gurgling water. Zhou Wenhan endured the pain and tried his best to resist.
Zhou Wenhan had to fight and retreat, resisting the shadow of her whip with difficulty.
At the same time, Hanshui Tianzhi and the Corpse King joined forces to attack. Their offensive was fierce, trying to trap Zhou Wenhan.
The Cold Water Heavenly Corpse transforms into flowing water, shuttles quickly, and continuously launches rapid raids, while the Corpse King launches continuous attacks with powerful power.
Zhou Wenhan roared and yelled at Qin Miaomiao: "Pavilion Master Qin, are you crazy? Do you actually believe this lunatic's nonsense?"
But Qin Miaomiao's offensive did not stop. Her cold eyes flashed with determination and she continued to use the water whip attack.
Her figure is as flexible as a water snake, advancing and retreating freely.
In an instant, Qin Miaomiao's attack suddenly intensified, and the shadows of the whip were intertwined and airtight. Zhou Wenhan was forced into a state of embarrassment and was unable to fight back for a while.
Qin Miaomiao kept attacking while saying in a cold voice: "Pavilion Master Zhou, I am a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist. Regardless of whether it is true or not, please make some sacrifices for me."
"He lied to you!" Zhou Wenhan roared.
Is this woman a fool?
Do you believe this nonsense?
Qin Miaomiao looked at Zhao Wuji with an extremely charming look and smiled sweetly: "I believe Palace Master Zhao is reluctant to destroy the flower with his own hands. After all, every man needs a woman."
Zhao Wuji laughed darkly, his heart swelling beyond measure, filled with contented joy.
Look, look, people who were once arrogant and aloof still have to beg for mercy from me.
He smiled as if giving alms: "You are right, as long as I sacrifice him, I can reluctantly accept you as a plaything."
Qin Miaomiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but she was still as charming as silk, and said with a sweet smile: "This is my honor."
Under the siege of Qin Miaomiao, Zhao Wuji and two corpse kings, Zhou Wenhan fell into a hard fight and tried his best to resist the combined attack of the four.
Qin Miaomiao's whip shadow of water flow was like a river, threatening his defense line at all times, while the two corpse kings were so powerful that they swept in wave after wave like a volcano erupting.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhou Wenhan showed excellent fighting skills. With one against four, he was still able to sustain himself in a dangerous situation.
He tried to escape from the siege, but Qin Miaomiao's water whip instantly surrounded him, forcing him back to the center of the battle.
The Hanshui Heavenly Corpse's offensive was as intensive as raindrops, giving him no chance to breathe.
Every escape attempt was repelled by the close cooperation of Qin Miaomiao, Zhao Wuji and Hanshui Tianzhi.
Every attempt to break out ended in failure. Zhou Wenhan's injuries became more and more serious, his strength gradually dried up, and he felt more and more desperate.
He was like a trapped beast still fighting, attacking crazily, looking for the possibility of escape, waiting for support, but gradually exhausted the spiritual power in his body.
Two hours later, he gradually became exhausted, his mental state was not as good as before, and he was in a trance.
Sensing his relaxation, Qin Miaomiao took the opportunity to launch a mental attack. The water whip suddenly rolled up and hit his chest, making him retreat in pain.
At the same time, Hanshui Tianzhi took the opportunity to hit his ribs with a heavy punch, making a terrible tearing sound.
Zhou Wenhan was smashed into the ground like a cannonball. His whole body was in severe pain. He could no longer hold on and finally fell to the ground.
Zhao Wuji ordered Hanshui Tianzhi and the Corpse King to tie up Zhou Wenhan, and laughed loudly: "Pavilion Master Zhou, you didn't expect that, did you?"
Qin Miaomiao looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "Pavilion Master Zhou, don't blame me."
Zhou Wenhan was captured alive, his body was covered with scars, and he no longer had any strength to resist.
He sighed and cursed: "Bitch, you won't end well, and he won't let you go!"
Qin Miaomiao did not comment, but watched coldly as Zhao Wuji put Zhou Wenhan into the tree roots, and watched him being completely trapped to death.
Zhao Wuji gathered three Mahayana monks, couldn't help laughing, and waved to Qin Miaomiao: "Come here."
Qin Miaomiao shook his head and said, "This is not possible. I am afraid that the master of the palace will betray me, so I will not go over until they are sacrificed with blood."
Zhao Wuji had murderous intent in his eyes and said angrily: "How dare you disobey me?"
"Master, please calm down, I will be yours sooner or later, don't worry." Qin Miaomiao smiled sweetly, with a flattering look on her face.
