"All thoughts are wrong, only then do I know I am not myself." Su Yuniang gazed at the thick black clouds in the sky, and her face was full of overwhelming shock.
At this moment, the strange scene causing an anomaly in the heavens and earth brought a pressure that seemed to envelop the entire mountain range.
The clouds and mist felt like they were trembling, and the sky's stars were glittering with radiance.
Su Yuniang lowered her head and looked at Jiao Wuyu's corpse, stunned.
No miracle occurred, no embers were born, the probability of stronger existence decreases.
He came back to life, but she had gone.
Previously there was separation by Yin and Yang.
Now it is still separation by Yin and Yang.
Li Youzhu waved his hand, a vast soul aura gathered back, and he plucked the black Three Flowers on the Top that hadn't formed completely yet, pulling it up by the roots.
Swoosh.
Three new soul flowers with dense roots were drawn out and fiercely thrust into Jiao Wuyu's body.
