The Jianguang, which was made by the gods, also instantly penetrated the body of Ji Ming, let him fall to the ground and spurt a blood.

The eyes of Ji Mingxi have been restored to Qingming, and their sights are on the Scorpio Scepter. The eyes are full of shock. "Why is the Scorpio Scepter in your hand?!"

Wei Zixi gently turned the scepter of the price in his hand, but his look was so careless: "Want to know why, you can go down and ask Jun Linxi soon!"

Ji Mingyu wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in the body again, only to find that the body could not move.

The scorpion scepter is not only a saint, but Wei Zixi is still poisoned on the top, seeing the poison of the blood-sealing throat, although Ji Ming is a god, but the body is extremely weak at this time.

Although this poison does not kill him, it also makes him no longer able to fight, and can no longer make a sound.

Wei Zixi slowly said: "Since Jun Linxi got [the pre-emptive of Heaven", I always wanted you to die. But never a moment, as always, even if you pay any price, you will be put to death!"

Because you have someone you shouldn't have, you have taken away the only treasure that belongs to me.

So, **** it!

As soon as the voice fell, the scepter in the hands of Wei Zixi once again radiated a colorful light, which was about to become a sword and pierced the body of Ji Ming.

Suddenly, the careless lazy smile on Wei Zixi's face solidified on his face.

For the first time, the pair of eyes that were always leisurely, deep, and hopeless, revealed shock and incredulity.

His face is pale, and it is even more pale.

His movements were slow and slow, and he slowly lowered his head and looked at his abdomen.

The red shirt was still bloody, not contaminated with dust, but the clothes were pierced through a hole, and the purple vines swayed, piercing from his back and piercing from the front chest.

What is this purple vine of Wei Zixi?

That is the purple glory, he used to be in the eyes, but often can see the purple glory.

It was the man who used to hold it in his hand, gently pumped it out, and took it back, and then his face was still smiling with a smile.

Before that, Wei Zixi never thought that the attack of the purple singer would really fall on himself.

But now, it pierces his body.

The waveless heart, the heart that can control everything, for the first time, the waves of the sky.

It is hatred, it is embarrassment, it is unwilling, it is pain, it is... sadness!

This is the emotion he has not experienced for tens of thousands of years.

I want to kill him, hey, shoot him!

And all this is for the man in front of me, all for Ji Ming!

The fire in the eyes of Wei Zixi burned like a flame, and the light on the goddess of the heavens was not dark and bright.

Immediately, the light of the Holy Sword will pierce the head of Ji Ming, so that he can no longer survive.

But in the next moment, the slim and weak figure was blocked in front of the scorpion scepter, and the ghost behind him was blocked.

The girl's eyes were so indifferent, and she looked at him in desperation. The sword in her hand was lifted high and pointed to his heart.

The distance that the long sword separates the two is like a scorpio, and it is like an oath of grace.

Wei Zixi’s face is rare without a trace of expression, just look at the girl in front of him. “Do you really want to kill me for this man? Sister, have you forgotten? At the bottom of the pit, you promised to protect me. To the last moment."