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Chapter 2293: Return of the King 7

A shrill scream echoed in the huge city, shocking countless birds. All the golden spirits in the upper three realms looked at Qiu Yun who was lying on the ground with a pale face. None of them expected that there would be such a terrible person in the middle three realms that could easily put the powerful Qiu Yun into such a situation where life was worse than death.

The blue and purple lines extended from Qiu Yun's neck and spread throughout his body at a very fast speed. There seemed to be insects and ants tearing his blood vessels in the blood. The heart-wrenching pain made Qiu Yun scratch his skin constantly. The originally rough skin had become a little weak at this moment, as if it was brewed with boiling water. Through the skin, you could clearly see the blood vessels under the skin. Qiu Yun's nails scratched hard. His skin was torn apart like a fragile cicada wing and gently touched it. With a foul yellow thick liquid, it swept all over the ground from his wound. Everyone on the side couldn't help but retching.

&》;The golden spirits from the upper three realms have also served under various masters. Although the spirit ring is rare, they have never seen it before, but they have never seen it before. There is any kind of spiritual ring that is attached to the human body, and it can actually bring the same effect as if it was poisoned.

It would be a relief to slaughter with one knife, which is better than to suffer in pain. At this moment, they even gave up all their desire to survive and just prayed in their hearts that they would rather be cut into meat paste by the vines than let Jun Wuxie's spiritual ring touch themselves!

Ye Sha stood aside and looked at the scene of Jun Wuxie assaulting the audience with the Yemen. There was no trace of pity for Qiu Yun in their eyes. It was not an exaggeration to dare to slander Jun Wuyao.

Ye Sha's eyes fell on Jun Wuxie's body, and his eyes touched the extremely cold back, becoming very complicated.

The eldest lady became stronger, and she was so powerful that everyone was afraid of. This was a good thing, but behind the strength, it was her self-enclosed heart.

The continuous wailing stimulated the nerves of everyone present. Not to mention the golden spirits, even the disciples of the Nine Palaces began to whimper and tremble. They had never seen such a terrible torture. The lightly bounced the fingertips of Jun Wuxie made Qiu Yun fall into a situation where life was worse than death. This technique made everyone feel creepy.

Su Jingyan widened her eyes, and Jun Wuxie's figure imprinted in his eyes, leaving an indelible shock. He knew that Jun Wuxie was very strong. Her most powerful thing was not power, but the kind of growth that no one could control. He still remembered that when he first saw Jun Wuxie, she was just a purple spirit, but in the second time he met in more than a year, she had already reached the peak of the silver spirit. This time, five years apart... Jun Wuxie's growth was even more jaw-dropping...

Spirit ring...

That is the real spiritual ring!

How did Jun Wuxie grow from the peak of the silver spirit to the level of the golden spirit and condense the spiritual ring within five years?!

This is something that ordinary people dare not even think about!

Jun Wuxie took five years to complete the path of cultivation that others could not reach for in five hundred years.

She...is still a human being??!

Even Su Jingyan was not sure whether it was a person or a monster standing in front of him!

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