f Jianghai.” The old man in purple robes replied.……Upon returning home, Fang Yu immediately went back to his room and locked the door.His heart was pounding with unbridled excitement.After so many yea..."Boom!"

Nan Lu Tian's body exploded in the air once more.

Han Miao Yi lowered her head, looking at her pierced abdomen, gritting her teeth.

A purple aura emanated from the wound on her abdomen, preventing the flesh from healing and causing blood to flow continuously downwards.

Han Miao Yi raised her head and turned to look to the side.

The black qi transformed from Nan Lu Tian once again congealed in the distance.

Hán Miào yī disregarded the wound on her abdomen, raising both palms together.

"Bang!"

Her two palms struck out with magical energy belonging to both the demon clan and the divine clan.

But the two sword rays intertwined in mid-air, golden and crimson light flashing.

"Boom boom boom..."

This technique can directly engulf the black qi transformed by Nán Lù Tiān!

The force of the impact reverberated across the distant ground, causing a series of explosions.

After a while, Han Miao Yi finally let go of her hands and covered the wound on her abdomen.

Voodoo still lingered in her wounds, preventing them from healing.

Han Miao Yi gritted her teeth, trying to use her own Qi to dispel the curse.

But, it yielded no results.

Purple qi clung to the wound, constantly bringing pain and blood loss to Han Miaoyi.

A constant roar filled the air.

But Nan Luttian's figure had already vanished, and his aura was gone.

Han Miao Yi looked around, thinking to herself.

At this moment, even from a great distance, Qino sensed the situation on the battlefield with his divine consciousness.

There was no more intense surge of magical energy in the battle center.

Does this mean...the fighting is over

Qianuo thought for a moment and had his men control the golden beetle demon to fly back.

Whoosh!

And at the same time, above the battlefield's center, a portal appeared.

A tiny insect demon flew out of the portal.n Yimo's house.Qin Yimo's eyes were tightly closed, her face pale and bloodless, her lips black. She seemed to be in a bad way.But her breathing is still steady, and her life is not in immediate dang...