manynovel Chapter 3299 Lesser Fullness (Full Power Strike)
Chapter 3299 Lesser Fullness (Full Power Strike)
These two demons have actually merged into one!
Ah!
No wonder Zhou Wenlun's aura became so cold and sinister; no wonder he would use such a vicious method as the resentment of ten thousand ghosts.
He sold himself to the Ghost Lord!
Hu Xiaoman did not expose him on the spot.
Instead, her face revealed a sense of despair and resignation, a feeling of "having no choice but to believe."
The light in her eyes dimmed little by little, like a drowning person who finally gave up the struggle.
"it is good……"
She lowered her head, her voice choked with emotion.
"As long as you can help me find my little one..."
Seeing Hu Xiaoman's gentle and submissive appearance, Zhou Wenlun was very happy!
He won.
He utterly shattered this woman's pride.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
From the depths of Zhou Wenlun's consciousness came the Ghost Lord's triumphant, eerie laughter.
"Zhou Wenlun, did you see that?"
"Women are so easy to fool."
“Give them a sliver of hope and they’ll obey like dogs.”
"Hurry up, stop dawdling!"
"Complete the ceremony quickly, or things might change!"
Zhou Wenlun replied in his heart, "Don't worry, she can't escape my grasp anymore."
Looking at the meek and submissive Hu Xiaoman in front of him, his pride swelled to its peak.
"Xiaoman, you're such a good girl."
"I promise you, I will definitely help you find Guai Guai."
"Now, lift your head up."
Zhou Wenlun, holding the golden scissors, approached again.
This time, Hu Xiaoman neither dodged nor spoke.
She slowly raised her head, her stunningly beautiful face devoid of any expression, only a heartbreaking numbness.
It's like... resigning yourself to your fate.
Zhou Wenlun was very satisfied.
He enjoys the feeling of being in control.
He walked up to Hu Xiaoman, and the two were less than a foot apart.
He could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from Hu Xiaoman and see her trembling eyelashes.
He smiled gently, reached out his left hand, and brushed a strand of long hair behind Hu Xiaoman's ear.
The golden scissors in his right hand slowly opened.
"Click."
The blade of the scissors made a soft snipping sound in the air.
With just one snip of the scissors, their hair would become intertwined.
The wedding was now halfway done.
Nearly.
closer.
Zhou Wenlun's breath sprayed onto Hu Xiaoman's face.
He was completely immersed in the ecstasy of his impending success and did not notice the change that had taken place in his previously numb eyes in that instant.
Three inches.
Two inches.
One inch.
Just as Zhou Wenlun's golden scissors were about to touch Hu Xiaoman's hair...
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Hu Xiaoman, who had been looking down with resigned eyes, suddenly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were dazzling purple-gold pupils.
That is the eye of Heaven!
That's the Eye of the Demon God!
All pretense, all vulnerability, all numbness, were shattered at this moment.
Instead, there was overwhelming killing intent and earth-shattering rage!
"Zhou Wenlun!"
A sharp shout, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploded in Zhou Wenlun's ears.
Zhou Wenlun's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.
not good!
Fell into a trap!
He instinctively wanted to retreat, trying to mobilize the power of the Heavenly Dao within his body to protect himself.
However, it was too late.
too close!
This is the moment Hu Xiaoman has been waiting for.
We've been waiting for this moment when he's at his most triumphant, most relaxed, and closest!
"call out!"
A cold glint shot out from Hu Xiaoman's sleeve.
That's the Nine Spirit Hairpin!
It instantly lengthened in mid-air, transforming into a dazzling purple-gold sword.
The tip of the sword was surrounded by the power of the Void, the destructive demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon Root, and a trace of her mother's divine power.
Three distinct forces merged perfectly at this moment, transforming into the sharpest blade in the world.
"die!"
Hu Xiaoman gripped the sword without hesitation or mercy.
Even though the man's eyes revealed extreme hurt at this moment.
In her heart, there was only killing!
The sword was aimed directly at Zhou Wenlun's heart!
That place is not only where Zhou Wenlun's heart is located.
It's also where the Ghost Lord hides!
She's going to kill two birds with one stone!
Send these two scourges to hell together!
That sword strike was too fast.
It's almost reached a speed that surpasses the flow of time.
They were so close that even space itself didn't have time to break apart.
This was a strike that Hu Xiaoman had been planning for a long time.
"Boom--!"
Hu Xiaoman's red wedding dress fluttered wildly under the violent energy impact, instantly shattering into countless red butterflies.
It revealed the flowing white dress underneath.
A purple-gold demonic aura erupted from her body like a volcanic eruption, forming a huge phantom of a celestial fox behind her.
The shadowy figure roared to the sky, its white, crystal-clear tail blotting out the sun and enveloping the entire altar in terrifying demonic power.
"what?!"
"This...what kind of power is this?!"
The cultivators below looked up in terror at the phantom that resembled a demon god descending to earth, their hearts pounding with fear.
This is hardly the image of a delicate bride.
This is clearly a god of slaughter awakened!
Zhou Wenlun watched helplessly as the sharp sword pierced his heart.
His body was locked in place by that terrifying pressure, and he was completely unable to move.
For the first time, genuine fear appeared in his eyes.
That was the fear of death.
"No...impossible..."
"How do you have such power..."
"Ghost Lord, save me!"
He roared madly in his heart.
The ghost lord inside his body was also terrified by this sword strike.
He never expected that Hu Xiaoman, that bitch, would actually cultivate Morgan to the Heavenly level and be able to unleash such a terrifying attack!
"Crazy, all crazy!"
The Ghost Lord screamed, desperately mobilizing all his ghostly energy, trying to form a shield around Zhou Wenlun's chest.
However, before that sword that had merged with the Twin Worlds.
All defenses are as fragile as paper.
"Pfft!"
The sword pierced Zhou Wenlun's wedding dress.
It pierced through his protective golden light.
It pierced through the black ghost shield that the Ghost Lord had condensed.
The tip of the sword had already touched his skin.
The icy touch sent shivers down Zhou Wenlun's spine.
Is this what death feels like?
Is he really going to die like this?
To die at the hands of the woman he loved most and wanted to control most?
Not reconciled!
Not reconciled!
However, just as the sword tip was about to pierce his heart, nailing him and the Ghost Lord to the altar together, the sword tip was about to strike him dead.
The unstoppable sword suddenly stopped.
Quiet.
Deathly silence.
The whole world seemed to have been paused.
The rain of blood stopped in mid-air.
The rolling dark clouds stopped surging.
Even the roaring phantom of the celestial fox remained frozen in mid-air, maintaining its attacking posture.
The Nine Spirit Hairpin, transformed into a sharp sword, hovered over Zhou Wenlun's heart.
It's only half an inch long.
Just half an inch further, and it would pierce his heart and shatter his soul.
But it stopped.
Hu Xiaoman gripped the sword hilt, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, trembling violently from the excessive force.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and the urge to kill was driving her almost insane.
But she couldn't bring herself to stab him.
Because just a moment ago, Zhou Wenlun did not close his eyes and wait for death.
Faced with this deadly attack, there was not a trace of panic on his face.
Instead, a strangely gentle smile slowly crept onto the corners of his mouth.
His lips moved slightly, and he uttered a sentence in a voice that only Hu Xiaoman could hear.
A single sentence plunged Hu Xiaoman into an icy abyss, forcing her to forcefully back down.