Her voice became more and more excited, the black mist around her surged again, and Wraith Soul Ring made a buzzing sound.
But Lin Yue's spear was pressed firmly against her throat. If she dared to make any move, the tip of the spear would instantly pierce her neck.
Ning Fengzhi Looking at her crazy look, a trace of complicated emotions flashed through her eyes, which were then replaced by cold murderous intent.
"Tang Hao betrayed humanity, made peace with Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and killed countless innocent Soul Master. His fate is deserved."
"For your own personal grudges, you kill innocent people indiscriminately and harm living beings. Today I will act on behalf of God and clean up your evil ways!
Tang Yuehua suddenly laughed.
It was not a hysterical laugh, nor a desperate laugh, but an extremely calm, extremely strange smile. The corners of her mouth slowly raised, and there was no light in her pure black eyes, only a deathly madness, as if she had already sacrificed her soul to hell.
The laughter was very soft, but like a cold needle, it pierced into everyone's heart.
The originally noisy battlefield suddenly fell silent, leaving only the whine of the wind blowing through the ruins and the strange sizzling sound of Wraith Soul Ring.
Ning Fengzhi frowned, his hand holding Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda tightened unconsciously, and shouted sternly, "Tang Yuehua! What are you laughing at?!"
"Why am I laughing?" Tang Yuehua repeated it softly, the laughter getting louder and sharper, and finally turned into a heart-rending laughter, "I'm laughing at you sanctimonious hypocrites! I'm laughing at you for thinking you've won! I'm laughing at you until you die, and you won't even know that I never thought of leaving here alive!"
Her body began to tremble violently, and dense dark red lines appeared under her skin, like countless poisonous snakes squirming under her skin.
The Wraith Soul Ring that was originally suspended above her head spun wildly, black mist surged like boiling water, a Destruction sexual power spurted out of her body, and even the surrounding air began to twist and burn.
"No! She's going to blow herself up!"
Lin Yue's face changed suddenly, and he shouted almost instinctively.
The spear in her hand suddenly twisted, and the tip of the spear was pressed up against Tang Yuehua's throat. The huge force directly lifted Tang Yuehua hundreds of meters into the air.
"Bone Dragon Sword Barrier!"
Xiao Chengu took action almost at the same time as Lin Yue. He held Bone Dragon Sword with both hands and poured Soul Power into it without reservation.
The bone-white sword body burst out with dazzling light, and a white sword wall rose within a hundred meters of it. The dragon patterns on the sword wall flowed, exuding an indestructible aura.
"Bone Dragon Tianyu!"
Almost at the same time, an old roar came from a distance.
The figure of Gu Rong appeared above everyone's heads like Gui Mei, and the huge shadow of Bone Dragon Martial Soul rose into the sky. The bone dragon spread its wings to protect everyone firmly under it, and layers of bone armor covered the outside of the sword wall, forming a double defense.
At the moment when the double defense takes shape--
"Boom--!!!"
A loud bang that destroyed the heaven and earth resounded throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Tang Yuehua's body completely exploded in mid-air, and Rakshasa God's resentment merged with her lifelong Soul Power and soul, turning into a black mushroom cloud and rising into the sky. The terrifying shock wave spread around like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, the rocks collapsed, the trees turned into fly ash, and the remaining pavilions and pavilions were instantly razed to the ground.
Countless ferocious resentful souls roared and struggled in the explosion, but were cut into pieces by the sharp sword energy the moment they came into contact with Bone Dragon Sword Barrier.
The black energy torrent hit the double defense hard, and the bone dragon let out a painful roar. Dense cracks opened on the surface of the bone armor. Bone Dragon Sword Barrier also shook violently, and countless tiny bone fragments fell.
The explosion lasted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually subsided.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone took a breath of cold air.
The mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has completely disappeared. The originally exquisite white marble steps have turned into a deep, charred pit. All the surrounding buildings within hundreds of meters have been reduced to ruins. Even the hard rocks have been melted into glass-like crystals.
In mid-air, the figure of Tang Yuehua had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a trace of ashes.
Only the fragments of Wraith Soul Ring fell slowly like black snowflakes. The moment they touched the ground, they turned into a plume of black smoke and completely dissipated in the air.
Gu Rong lifted Martial Soul Avatar and fell heavily to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. "It's so dangerous... This crazy woman actually detonated Rakshasa God's residual thoughts. If it's a step later, all of us will have to be buried with her."
Xiao Chengu also put away Bone Dragon Sword, and the sword wall dissipated.
He looked at the ruins in front of him, a complicated light flashing in his eyes.
Li Pu patted his chest and said with lingering fear, "Oh my god! This is too scary! Just now I thought I was going to turn into stuffed bun! This Tang Yuehua is so cruel, he even exploded his own soul!"
Bai Ci wiped the dust on his face, licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Cruel? If she wasn't cruel, she wouldn't have tolerated it for twelve years, and almost dragged us all Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect down. But it's okay, it's over once and for all, so as to save trouble in the future."
Lin Yue put away his spear and looked in the direction of the pit, his brows still furrowed. "Things are not that simple. Although Tang Yuehua is dead, Xue Qinghe is still there. He and Tang Yuehua have been colluding for so long, it is impossible that there is no backhand left behind."
Ning Fengzhi slowly walked to the edge of the pit, looked at the scorched earth below that was still smoking black, and let out a long sigh. There was no joy of victory on his face, only endless fatigue and heaviness.
The price of this victory is not too high, but it is not low either, and the impact is also great.
"Send the order." Ning Fengzhi's voice was hoarse and tired. "Clear the battlefield immediately and treat the injured disciples and their families. Block all information. At the same time, send someone to the Clear Sky Sect immediately to pick up Uncle Jian and tell him everything that happened here."
"Yes, Sect Master!" Several disciples immediately bowed to accept the order, turned around and left quickly.
Gu Rong patted Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't be too sad, at least we defended the sect."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, turned to look at the four Xiao Chengu, with a grateful smile on his face, "Thanks to you this time. If it weren't for your timely response, we might all be here today. This kindness, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, will never be forgotten."
"Uncle Ning You're welcome." Xiao Chengu bowed slightly, "This is what we should do."
Li Pu waved his hand and said carelessly:
"That's right! We are all our own people. If we say this, we are going to be outsiders, right?"