Their cultivation is far from the holy level.
He didn't even have time to scream.
Then, the body turned directly into fly ash!
"cold……"
Ye Qingli slowly opened his eyes.
Her face was extremely pale.
The sound was as weak as a gnat.
Just now, Feng Ziluan's sword was less than one centimeter away from her heart.
If it had been any worse, she would have died on the spot.
However, after seeing Jun Aohan's eyes.
Ye Qingli tried his best.
Then, she quickly took out the golden needle from her arms.
He penetrated his big hole hard!
Make her more powerful.
"come over."
She tried her best and said one thing!
In this world, only she knows.
How powerful is the mysterious power hidden in Jun Aohan's dantian!
That was the mysterious power that Jun Aohan only awakened after seeing the Fallen God Bell.
That power can not only swallow everything.
And, the most serious thing is that it can devour...himself!
That power is a black hole, a devil!
She will never allow this to happen!
After hearing her voice.
Jun Aohan's blood-filled eyes suddenly became calm.
The layer of black mist began to slowly fade around his body.
Then, his eyes looked forward as if he couldn't believe it.
In an instant, he showed a look of ecstasy!
His Qingli... is still alive!
That's right, in this world, only she can awaken herself.
Can pull yourself back from the abyss of hell.
In this world, she is her only savior...
He rushed in front of Ye Qingli almost instantly!
It's like holding a porcelain doll that you dare not touch.
Very carefully, he gently lifted her up.
Ye Qingli started coughing non-stop.
Then, large mouthfuls of blood poured out from her lungs.
Her palm gently touched Jun Aohan's cheek.
"fine."
Although there was a cutting-like pain from her internal organs.
However, there was always a smile on her face.
She was constantly trying to calm down the aura that was raging in Jun Aohan's body.
For this powerful and explosive breath from time to time.
Ye Qingli always felt a kind of rejection.
She always felt that this aura, if allowed to develop.
One day, Jun Aohan will be completely swallowed up...
Jun Aohan's murderous aura began to slowly subside.
He gently stroked Ye Qingli's eyelashes.
"rest assured."
He knew how strong Ye Qingli's medical skills were.
As long as she doesn't die.
Then, even the King of Hell cannot take her away from him.
"wait for me."
He stood up.
Then, he stared at Feng Ziluan.
Behind him, the disciples from the School of Theology quickly rushed forward to treat Ye Qingli's injuries.
The remaining people all took out their weapons and looked at the opposite side again!
The battle is not over!
Just now, Jun Aohan's explosion directly wiped out more than four-fifths of the opponent's strong men!
However, Feng Ziluan is still there.
Several of her great generals are still there.
Next, there will still be a bloody battle!
"cold."
Looking at his eyes, Feng Ziluan couldn't help but feel a little chill in her heart.
She just wanted to speak.
However, Jun Aohan didn't seem to give her a chance to speak at all!
As soon as he dodged, he was already in front of her!
"Today, I need to use your blood to commemorate the harm she suffered!"
