He didn't believe that there was really nothing he could do with the power hidden in Liu Wenfei's body!
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Desert of Imprisoned Souls, Temple.
There was darkness in the quiet hall, except for a group of blue flames burning on the nine steps. The flickering light and shadow reflected the surroundings, making it appear more and more secluded.
On the black throne, a woman sat lazily, resting her head on one hand.
The firelight danced, outlining her exquisite figure. Her purple dress swayed on the ground, and a pair of naked snowy feet could be vaguely seen.
Just sitting quietly like this, there is still a charming and enchanting look all over his body.
At a certain moment, she sensed something, and her thick and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes are pure and charming, like a pure and innocent child, but their eyes are moving and enchanting in an unspeakable way.
A purple phoenix dragon with golden eyes all over its body was wrapped around her frosty wrist. It noticed her movements and raised its head, revealing a pair of golden eyes.
Xue Yao glanced at it lazily, reached out with her other hand, nodded its little head, and said softly:
"...Why do people always come to disturb my rest? It's really annoying."
The purple phoenix dragon with golden eyes rubbed her fingertips obediently.
Xue Yao chuckled lightly, and her red lips curved into a slightly mocking arc.
After a moment, she took her hand back casually.
"You really don't know how to live or die!"
As the last syllable fell, the slender onion-like fingers flicked in the air.
…
boom!
Unrivaled pressure surges forward!
Hong Ming instinctively sensed the extreme danger, his heart beat violently, and he immediately retreated.
However, it's too late!
An aura that was several times more powerful than before came forcefully, almost carrying the power of destroying the world, and there was no way to avoid it!
Hong Ming's body suddenly flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
His chest shook, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. His whole body suddenly became weak.
Liu Chunjiang was shocked by the scene in front of him, and it took him a while to realize what had happened.
"Lord Hong Ming!"
He hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Hong Ming's face was extremely pale, and he was holding the skirt of his chest tightly with one hand, looking very painful.
"What's wrong with you?"
Hong Ming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, causing him great pain.
In the end, he couldn't utter a single word, he just kept vomiting blood and looked extremely embarrassed.
He stared closely at Liu Wenfei. His previous calmness and pride were completely shattered at this moment, leaving only a mess of fear and horror.
Just now, the moment he sensed that breath, he almost felt that his life was hanging by a thread.
Whether it's life or death, it's just a matter of the other person's thoughts!
Over the years, he has seen countless strong men, but no one has ever given him this feeling.
There is even no thought of resistance, only endless fear and awe!
Seeing Hong Ming's appearance, Liu Chunjiang's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something.
He understood one thing almost instantly: Hong Ming had no way to solve Liu Wenfei's problem!
As if to verify his conjecture, Hong Ming soon spoke.
"...This, this time...it won't work..."
Liu Chunjiang's heart sank completely.
I thought Hong Ming could do it, but now he got this result.
If even Hong Ming can't do anything, then...who else can they turn to for help?