Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5275: He, here comes (4)
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Although, the power of the God Emperor's seal is still firmly confining him.
In other words...
This man can shake the power of the God Emperor's seal!
At this time, Huang Wuyou completely faced Emperor Mo Xuan.
No way!
Can't drag anymore!
This man has exceeded his expectations!
He absolutely can't allow the plan for thousands of years to fall short at the last minute!
Huang Wuyou didn't hesitate at all, and there was no opportunity for hesitation.
It was almost the moment when Di Moxuan shot again.
Under the double pressure of the God Emperor's seal and the Emperor Mo Xuan Xuan Mang.
The bright and worry-free pupils opened, and a large cloud of thick black mist emerged.
The thick black smoke reveals a frightening hostility.
It seems to be filled with all kinds of malice and evil thoughts in the world.
It's only slightly touched by half a minute.
There is darkness somewhere in my heart, as if something has been shook out little by little.
"Um..."
The girl leaning in Emperor Moxuan's arms was a little bit uncomfortable being eroded by this sullen evil thought.
Like the depths of the soul, a sharp claw stretched out, pulling her soul.
And this soft groan also made the man with his face full of indifference and expression changed suddenly.
Di Moxuan looked down and looked at the person in his arms.
The beautiful face of the girl Qingcheng was covered with a thin layer of sweat, her brows frowned, as if she was suffering from some pain.
Di Moxuan's eyebrows tightened, he spoke warmly, and whispered: "Xiao Luoer..."
His voice is soft and distressed.
The slender fingers gently covered the girl's forehead.
The faint and cool profound energy poured into the body from the girl's eyebrows.
Dispelled the discomfort of the girl being maliciously corroded.
However, it was also because of Di Moxuan's distraction.
The thick black mist gushing from Huang Wuyou pupils turned into two smokey claws...
As if in the void, two sharp claws stretched out in the surging black mist.
"He... he actually... broke the formation forcibly in this way?!"
A cold voice, under this vast profound wave, and the surge of various energy fluctuations, is extremely clear into my ears.
The voice was cold and unwavering, but the consternation was faintly audible.
This way...
Which way?
With the help of Di Moxuan, Ye Qingluo's consciousness regained slightly, and he heard Chu Wuxin's words of astonishment.
Ye Qingluo frowned, opened his eyes somewhat laboriously, adjusted the position of his head in Emperor Moxuan's arms, turned his eyes slightly, and forgot to pass through the sound.
Energy fluctuations in the sky.
The power of flames sealed by the God Emperor.
It is the dazzling profound power of Emperor Mo Xuan.
It is the dark and gloomy power lingering around Huang Wuyou.
The three forces entangled each other, forming one after another, like a spiral hole.
Spread throughout the space.
And in the direction of Huang Wuyou.
It is a long body standing in the air.
The body was clasped by two smoke-like claws, and the face with wide open limbs faced Huang Wuyou.
The body turned its back to Ye Qingluo.
She can also see clearly...
The weird totem outlined on the blood-stained back is now oozing with the air of mysterious Yin.
The totem is even more fascinating.
Ye Qingluo's pupils are miniaturized: "Gu Jingyu..."
Di Moxuan's thin lips pressed slightly, and the girl's eyes were covered with his broad palm.
He has a low voice: "It's too late, don't watch."
What he said is basically a foregone conclusion.
Ye Qingluo's heart gave a fierce thump and sank.
It's too late...
What does it mean?
That means...
Gu Jingyu, can't he be saved?