Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 566 Yin Mang: Are you going, or not? !
Yin Mang floated in the falling thunder.

This completely illusory feeling is also quite novel.

She stood at the center of the thunder light, watching these purple-gold demon thunder pass through her body.

"Crackling" hit Mi Zhe's head.

Yin Mang, who was ten thousand years ago, was so angry that he obviously didn't hold back.

Layers of halo red brilliance almost dyed the sky blood red.

It's just that the demon lightning that was enough to destroy the world struck Mi Zhe's body, but it couldn't penetrate the opponent's defense at all.

Mi Zhe couldn't dodge it either.

After a series of lightning bombardments, the man's figure was revealed again.

Amid the scorched earth, the man stood tall and tall, with an ethereal and unpredictable aura.

The large white robe had been torn to pieces by lightning, almost turning into charred black.

It's just that the person who was struck by lightning has the same appearance as before, with an indifferent expression.

He looked at the woman sitting on the dragon, shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Do you want to continue?"

He was hacked so many times.

Yazhe's attitude is still surprisingly good.

Yin Mang even saw the smile in his eyes, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "This guy must be a jitter, right?"

"...I didn't realize that she has such a good temper."

"It's like a sandbag. You don't say anything when you get beaten or scolded, and you don't get angry."

On the high platform in the city center, the strong oppressive force has forced everyone to back away.

Only Mi Zhe and Yin Mang from ten thousand years ago were left.

Of course, there is also a wandering spirit floating in the air.

In the red light, with a flick of the huge dragon's body, it suddenly became smaller and swooped down carrying the woman in red.

The mighty dragon power permeates the world.

Seeing the huge dragon head, it was about to hit Mi Zhe.

And Mi Zheyun stood there calmly, as if waiting for himself to be knocked away.

Yin Mang silently took two steps back.

However, the expected impact did not come.

A bright red figure jumped up from the dragon, like a raging fire.

She rushed in front of Mi Zhe, her slender and white fingers of her right hand directly grabbed the other's neck.

The smile is quiet and light: "Mi Zhe."

"...Do you think that the emperor has nothing to do with you?"

On the woman's bright and beautiful face like a peony, blazing anger was burning.

Her dark eyes were as bright as stars.

But the bottom of his eyes was shining with a cold light that was worse and colder than that of the snow mountain.

The woman slowly approached Mi Zhe.

The high bridge of the nose almost hit the opponent's face.

When approaching, the hand pinching the man's neck did not relax, but kept tightening.

Yin Mang could clearly see that Mi Zhe's snow-white face had turned bluish purple.

Obviously suffocated for too long.

As long as the hand stuck on his neck exerts a little more force, the man will be strangled to death.

Yin Mang approached leisurely, and circled around himself again.

He took a step back in a smooth manner, showing a satisfied expression.

"really!"

"This emperor is still so domineering!"

"360 degrees without dead ends!"

"Micha."

"This emperor will give you one last chance."

"Are you going or not?"

The woman's cold words were so light that she had no emotion.

Her eyes met Mi Zhe's eyes, their dark pupils were as deep as the sea.

On the scorched earth, the woman's red dress fluttered around.

The crooked crown tilted two points to the side, and a few strands of black hair fell down.

Scattered at the woman's collarbone.

She stared at Mi Zhe without blinking, and squeezed out the last sentence through her teeth.

(End of this chapter)