Chapter 1511: Would rather die than yield

In the middle of the week, I was looking for Yuehua everywhere in the mountains, but no one was found, not only did I not find Yuehua, but also did not see the other challengers.

There is already a bad premonition in the Zhou Center. Could it be that the monster eats all the other challengers? If this is the case, it would be bad. Zhou Lao said that these monsters eat human blood and internal organs to restore the cultivation base. The more people eat, the stronger the cultivation base will be restored.

There are twenty ring masters in this mountain range, and there are nineteen people after he is removed. If the monster eats all these nineteen people, to what extent can the cultivation base be restored?

Zhou Zhong didn't know anything about this, because he didn't know how much cultivation base this monster could restore by eating a person, nor how terrifying the monster's original cultivation base was, but he knew that this was definitely not a good thing.

At this time, in the middle of the week, I felt someone approaching in the woods. When I got close, I found that I was still an acquaintance.

In the palace of the Dragon Emperor imperial palace, when the Longhua design made everyone surrender, only midweek, Yuehua, and a young man who did not sit in Longhua's chair were the young man.

"Is it you?" The young man was also surprised when he saw Zhou Zhong, with a touch of joy on his face.

Zhou Zhong nodded to the young man as a greeting. Suddenly thought that maybe this young man had seen Yuehua, so he asked, "Have you seen Yuehua?"

The young man nodded and said: "I'm just about to tell you that people who believe in the royal family are arresting people everywhere. I just lurked to their base camp and saw that Yuehua was taken over."

"What? Yuehua was taken away by Longhua's people? Where are they?" Zhongzhou's expression turned gloomy for an instant. The **** of Longhua, knowing that he could not beat him, went to catch Yuehua.

"It's in the wooden house in the middle of the mountain, but I advise you not to go, it feels a little weird there, I..."

The youth didn't speak, and he saw midweek flying towards the center of the mountain.

At this time of the week, his eyes were red, and he didn't care what the royal family was doing, but if you dare to touch Yuehua, that would definitely not work!

In the wooden house, Yuehua had already vowed at this time, and the Yuan Ying that had formed in his mind was sucked away by the altar and was firmly imprisoned in the altar.

The evil light in Long Hua's eyes flickered, and he constantly praised: "What a perfect Nascent Soul, I underestimated your strength, I am afraid it will not be long before the Nascent Soul can form a primordial **** and fly for nine days, right?"

Yue Hua's eyes were full of sadness at this time, and a gloomy death air radiated. The absence of Yuan Ying means that there is no future. For a cultivator, this is no different from losing his life.

"I have sworn to the altar to be loyal to the Dragon Emperor Empire forever, and you must also remember what you said!" Yuehua said coldly to Long Hua without expression.

But Long Hua sneered and asked, "What do you want me to remember?"

Yue Hua's face suddenly changed, and she asked in a deep voice, "Long Hua, what do you mean?"

Long Hua said with a rascal look: "It's meaningless, I just don't know what I said."

"You said that as long as I'm loyal to the Dragon Emperor Empire, you won't be in trouble in midweek!" Yuehua said angrily.

Long Hua said disdainfully: "That's what you said, the little wild species in the middle of the week dare to offend me, and there is only one end, and that is death!"

"You...you are shameless!" Yue Hua was really angry. She wanted to exchange midweek peace at the expense of her Nascent Soul, but she didn't expect that Longhua would not keep her promise at all.

Long Hua asked with a rogue face: "You have already sweared, what else can you do? From now on, you can only listen to me!"

Yue Hua gritted her teeth, the anger in her heart continued to rise, and a sword pierced towards Long Hua.

Long Hua didn't expect that Yuehua would dare to attack him at this time, and his face instantly became gloomy. He stood still and shouted.

"Yuehua, do you dare to violate your oath, do you want to destroy your body and tortured the Nascent Soul warrior!"

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After drinking, Yuehua suddenly screamed miserably, and she fell to the ground, struggling constantly. In the altar, Yuehua’s Yuan Ying was being burned by the fire.

The feeling of Yuan Ying being burned really wasn't something anyone could bear. Yuehua's face was pale and she kept rolling on the ground, but the pain from the soul would not be relieved at all.

This feeling lasted for five minutes. Yuehua's clothes were completely wet with sweat, and she fell to the ground without a trace of strength.

With a sickly smile on his face, Long Hua squatted down beside Yuehua, touched Yuehua's face and smiled and said, "That's right, listen to me obediently, why bother to suffer so much?"

Tears flowed from the corner of Yuehua's eyes, and her body was constantly twitching slightly. The pain from the soul was really tormenting.

"From today, you are my person, serve me well, I won't treat you badly." Long Hua's eyes flickered, and his hand slowly moved towards Yuehua's clothes, trying to remove Yuehua's clothes. Untie.

But at this moment, Yuehua suddenly rushed from the ground and quickly retreated to the wall, with the long sword in his hand directly on his neck.