Chapter 1681 Too Late
With the wave of that god's hand, they can let them die without a place to be buried, and their souls will fall into hell forever, unable to live.
The people of the Lou family were not much better, their bodies shivered and kept retreating.
Frozen thousands of miles, the dark spiritual power, and the destructive power emanating from this man have completely destroyed their confidence, leaving only fear and despair.
They suddenly regretted that the source of wood was precious, but how could they accept that the whole family was almost wiped out for the sake of the source of wood, provoking such a terrifying existence?
However, there is no regret medicine in the world. They are destined to pay a heavy price for what they have done.
Lou Canghai said in a trembling voice: "I... we don't want the source of wood anymore, we can offer the Lou family's treasure, that... that is Nirvana Gu that can bring the dead back to life, as long as you spare us, I... I am willing to offer superior……"
The guardian of the Qingteng family also shouted, "I... we are also willing to offer the supreme treasure to atone for sin..."
In the dark night, Nangong Yu laughed lowly, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he couldn't see sadness, but anyone who saw those dark and dead eyes would feel the owner of these eyes, the heart-piercing eyes. Grief, and madness with ashes.
"It's too late, it's too late for everything!"
Nangong Yu's eyes widened, the black air on the top of Cangshan, as if sensing the call of the master, suddenly swept towards Lou Canghai and others.
"You all send me to hell!"
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In a sea of lava.
There were curling and churning flames all around, and from time to time magma boiled and made a puffing sound, and red bubbles appeared.
In a sea of fire, the girl's petite figure curled up, as if shrouded in a halo.
Feng Yu Tianyi had disappeared automatically, and she returned to the space. At this time, the girl was only wearing a flicker of plain white clothes, looking so weak and so lonely.
The flames fluttered towards the girl and burned her body, but the girl's dantian had subtle energy that kept emitting, wrapping the small body and preventing her from being burned by the flames.
Suddenly, a figure slowly flashed, floating around the girl.
The red robe lightly swept across the flames rising from the lava sea, but those flames quickly retreated as if they had encountered some nemesis.
In the blink of an eye, all the flames and magma disappeared, and the temperature dropped.
In the light of the fire, the figure of a young man was reflected, but his face was blurred by the light and shadow, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Only the long hair, which was not bound by any hairpin, was scattered behind him, like flowing ink, reflecting a light halo, which made people feel excited just by looking at the black hair.
The man in red stretched out his hand, and the girl in the halo slowly floated towards him, floating in front of him.
A girl in a single plain clothes was curled up, her face was as pale as snow, her long eyelashes hung down quietly, covering her thrilling and beautiful phoenix eyes.
At this time, the girl seemed so weak and harmless, like snowflakes falling from the sky, falling on the bright red plums. When the ice and snow melted, they would turn into crystal tears at any time.
The man in red stretched out his hand, which was a pair of slender, jade-like hands with distinct phalanges, like a work of art carved from the most exquisite suet white jade, shining brightly in the firelight.
That hand gently touched the girl's face, soft and delicate, with a warm touch.