On the Taiyin Star, the cold air of Taiyin is surging, and the Taiyin law is raging. At this moment, countless star spirits have turned into ice sculptures, which makes everyone watching the battle frightened. I didn't expect that this delicate woman would have such powerful strength.

Doumu Yuanjun was leaning over the void, and when he looked at Wangshu's every move, the solemnity in his eyes was even deeper.

Faced with the fall of countless subordinates, Doumu Yuanjun was not moved at all, but just waited quietly, waiting for the best opportunity to take action, and waiting for a moment of winning with one blow.

Today, they have been sieging Wangshu for nearly a thousand years. The moon-gold wheel, which was originally shining with cold light, has even revealed a trace of blood at this moment, which is enough to show how many enemies Wangshu has to face.

And in the past thousand years, countless star spirits were also killed. If it weren't for the pressure from Doumu Yuanjun, they would have probably escaped at this moment.

Wangshu stood in the center and looked at the fearful eyes of everyone, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and had a chance to breathe for a moment.

However, there was not a cup of tea yet, and the Doumu Yuanjun slowly said, "Seven Sons, Zuo Fu, You Bi, come together."

The nine people who heard the order did not hesitate at all, took out their spiritual treasures and rushed towards Wangshu. The position they stood was consistent with the nine stars of the Beidou.

Looking at the nine people coming, Wangshu couldn't help but sigh, but there was still no trace of timidity and anger, constantly urging the confrontation between the moon and the law of Taiyin.

But these nine people are not those chaotic people. They can match the nine people who work together and are extremely powerful. The nine stars are extremely dazzling, emitting dazzling starlight, constantly blessing the nine people. The battles of Jing and Wangshu are both back and forth.

At this time, Doumu Yuanjun moved his direction quietly, squinted his eyes, staring at Wangshu tightly, trying to find an opportunity from it.

But Wangshu didn't know all this. On the contrary, Wenqu, who was thoughtful, saw all this in his eyes and secretly turned his eyes to Doumuyuanjun.

Seeing Wenqu understand, his originally solemn appearance couldn't help but smile, quietly waiting for the moment when Wangshu showed his flaws.

The nine stars change directions, and starlight is mixed in between. Wangshu twists his body, like dancing, interspersing and avoiding it in order to prevent injury.

Doumu Yuanjun saw that the nine Beidou changed the formation several times in succession, but still could not gain profit, so he turned his eyes to other star spirits and asked them to set up the formation outside the nine Beidou sons' formation to disturb Wangshu's steps.

The Xingling, who received the order, felt cold in his heart and came to the nine-son formation of Beidou, tremblingly, wanting to arrange the formation to disturb Wangshu.

After seeing other star spirits arrive, Wangshu's heart feels heavy again, and there is a slight deviation. The cultivators' fighting is often at this moment. Jiuzi seizes this critical moment and hits Wangshu's delicate body with one blow.

Wangshu couldn't help but feel pain, and his steps were a little confused again. Then, there were a series of magic weapons hitting his body, causing Wangshu to spit out a mouthful of blood and dye his snow-white skin red.

At this moment, Dou Mu Yuanjun was waiting. She quickly winked at Wenqu and asked him to avoid it quickly. After receiving the order, Wenqu did not dare to hesitate and destroyed the turnover of the formation with one force. The other eight people were also backfired by the formation and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Just in the flash of lightning, Doumu Yuanjun had accumulated a long time of spiritual power and finally released it. He held the Zhou Xingchen map and smashed Wangshu's body fiercely.

"Wangshu." At this moment, a cry resounded through the starry sky, containing so many worries, helplessness and even despair.

After Wangshu heard this familiar cry, his delicate body also looked into the distance incredibly.

Then a mouthful of blood was spitting out, dyeing large pieces of her clothes red, but a rare relief and smile appeared in her eyes.

Seeing that Wangshu was injured, Liu Li increased the speed that had already been exerted to the extreme a little more. He quickly came to Wangshu's side, hugged her slowly in his arms, wanting to replenish his spiritual energy, and use the law of the Thunder Emperor to suppress her injuries.

But all this was useless. Dou Mu Yuanjun's last blow had already gathered the power of a starry sky, and Wangshu was unprepared, so how could he be fine?

Looking at the origin of Taiyin that Wangshu gradually lost, Liu Li felt a little guilty in his heart. If she had not appeared, maybe she would not have been like this.

Wangshu looked at Liu Li's red eyes and crazy expression. Wangshu couldn't help but want to use his jade fingers to smooth out his compact forehead, but he could never smooth it out.

"No... don't hurt...heart..., okay? I'll give you a gift...."

Then, Wangshu used his jade hand and dragged an ice blue seed to Liu Lishou and Zheng

And this seed is the thunder seed condensed by Liu Li on Thunder Mountain in order to protect Wangshu.

Seeing this seed, the past gradually emerged in front of us, meeting each other in the eastern part of the prehistoric world, staying together in the southern part of the prehistoric world, training in the western part of the prehistoric world, and leaving in the northern part of the prehistoric world. It was clearly the time when more than a dozen Yuanhui stayed together, but at this moment, it seemed so short.

Looking at Wangshu's gradually fading body, Liu Li couldn't help but wail, but soon lost all his voice, just like a lonely wolf licking his wound alone.

Just when Liu Li was extremely sad, Dou Mu Yuanjun had already organized a large formation and wanted to destroy Liu Li here.

Looking at Liu Li's motionless appearance on the Taiyin Star, Dou Mu Yuanjun said excitedly: "I didn't expect that my body would have such blessings today. Not only could it destroy the Taiyin goddess Wangshu, but even the Thunder Emperor, one of the overlords of the eastern prehistoric world, would be left in this starry sky by me. It's so lucky."

Then, he couldn't help laughing arrogantly.

However, all this seemed to have nothing to do with Liu Li. Facing Doumu Yuanjun's arrogance, Liu Li was not emotional. Facing Doumu Yuanjun's mention of Wangshu, Liu Li was not emotional. When Doumu Yuanjun's mention of leaving himself in the starry sky, Liu Li was not emotional.

At this moment, he was so quiet that he was terrible, as if he would no longer care about anything in this world.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have lost you again."

Yes, in his previous life, he had no ability and could not watch the girl pass away quietly in his arms.

And today, even though he is already the Thunder Emperor, he still has not stopped the tragedy from happening. What a irony and sadness.
Chapter completed!