Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

And it was Su Li who destroyed an army of 100,000 in just half an hour.

Emerging from the sea of ​​fire, Su Li, sword in hand, walked step by step toward Zhou Qi.

Not a single drop of blood stained Su Li's body, and his longsword remained as clean as if it had just been washed.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Su Li walked up to him and calmly looked at the demon cultivator named Zhou Qi.

"Monster...monster...ah!!! Monster!!!"

In a state of mental breakdown, Zhou Qi drew his longsword and slashed it down at Su Li's head.

But before his longsword could even touch a single strand of Su Li's hair, the other party had already exploded into a bloody mist.

Su Li turned around, walked up to Zeng Leilei, and looked into her eyes.

At this point, Zeng Leilei's mental state was also on the verge of collapse.

"Kill me."

Zeng Leilei raised her head and said to Su Li.

She no longer wanted to know how her secret had been discovered.

At this moment, Zeng Leilei only wanted to die.

Wen Jiu wanted to step forward, fearing that Zeng Leilei would be killed by Su Li's sword.

But Fu Yuan grabbed his hand and shook her head at him.

“Actually, they made a very good point about one thing…” Su Li looked at Zeng Leilei’s desperate eyes, “Whether you live or die is indeed not important, so your life and death are decided by your sect.”

Su Li turned around, took a step, and disappeared from the spot.

The demon army, which was initially in a dominant position on the main battlefield, was met with the arrival of a monster.

This great war served as a turning point for Penglai Continent, and ten years have passed since then.

In the twentieth year of the war between humans and demons, Penglai Continent emerged victorious.

Chapter 799 We can help Miss Zeng kill Su Li

The rain curtain obscured the entire sky.

Looking up, the entire sky was pitch black.

The trees were bent under the weight of the torrential rain, the stream was washing over the banks, and the overflowing water had spread to the grass.

Several fish washed ashore were jumping around on the grass.

"Boom!"

As a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, it was followed by thunder that seemed to shatter the heavens.

A tree was unfortunately split in two by lightning, and the entire tree was charred black.

Not far from this tree, a woman was walking in the woods.

The woman walked very slowly.

She was neither holding an umbrella nor wearing a raincoat or straw hat in the heavy rain.

She walked through the woods, letting the heavy rain wash over her body.

The woman's eyes were lifeless, and she looked as if she were dead.

Or rather, the woman's spirit had already died long ago.

All that's left now is this corpse.

"After trial, it was found that Zeng Leilei, the Holy Maiden of Penglai Holy Land, betrayed her sect for her own selfish desires, which was extremely rebellious and immoral. She almost brought disaster to the world."

“Zeng Leilei should have been executed! But considering that she went astray, still had a shred of conscience, and that the Holy Lord of Penglai, Fu Yuan, and the Holy Son of Penglai, Wen Jiu, pleaded for her.”

"Today, Zeng Leilei is stripped of her status as the Holy Maiden of Penglai and exiled from the Penglai Holy Land. She is forbidden from ever setting foot in the Penglai Holy Land again, and no sect in Penglai Continent is allowed to accept her!"

"Get lost."

"Never come back!"

"Prisoner!"

Why not execute her?

"What is she thinking?"

"To be with his senior brother, he'd want to kill his own Holy Lord, and even so many others! What kind of person is this?"

"A madman! This man is absolutely insane!"

Through the rain, the scene from that day kept replaying in the woman's mind.

Their gaze, their words, their expressions.

Everything they did was like a sharp knife plunged into Zeng Leilei's chest!

Knife after knife!

Until the blood runs dry!

"don't want....."

"Stop talking!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Why didn't you kill me?

Why did you let me go?

"Shut up!!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Zeng Leilei covered her head, muttering to herself in anguish, even appearing somewhat delirious!

Zeng Leilei's painful screams echoed through the forest, and spiritual energy emanated from around her, destroying countless raindrops.

Within a radius of 100 meters from Zeng Leilei, a vacuum was formed.

Whenever a raindrop approaches this semicircle within a hundred meters, it will all evaporate.

"Why...why didn't you kill me...why..."

Zeng Leilei lowered her head again and walked forward step by step, not knowing where she was going.

Where else can I go?

I can't go anywhere anymore.

I no longer have a home.

Nobody wants me anymore...

As we emerged from the woods, the rain curtain gradually lowered, and the post-rain sun appeared on the horizon. Under the golden sunlight, the raindrops on the ground resembled countless small mirrors, reflecting the blue and white sky.

Zeng Leilei walked along the stream, following its course continuously.

Her clothes were soaking wet, clinging tightly to her snow-white skin, and her hair was a mess, the strands sticking together from the rain.

Droplets of water slowly gathered from the ends of her hair and then dripped down.

Finally, Zeng Leilei stopped in her tracks.

She turned around and looked at the stream after the rain.

The stream water that had submerged the bank had not yet receded, and Zeng Leilei's embroidered shoes stepped into the water that had submerged the bank; in fact, her embroidered shoes had long been soaked.

Her shoes and socks were soaked with water, clinging to her small feet.

But in Zeng Leilei's heart, she could no longer feel the coldness.

At this moment, the woman was like a towel soaked with water; with just a gentle wringing, water could be squeezed out like a waterfall.

The woman saw her reflection in the stream.

When the woman saw her own face, her previously blank gaze was now filled with even more surprise.

Who is this?

Is this me?

His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his skin was sickly white, and there was no color in his cheeks. His eyes were empty, like a hollow shell...

If Zeng Leilei hadn't already possessed some natural beauty, which she was still holding back, she would look like a madwoman right now...

"Hahaha...hahaha...hahahaha!!!"

On the shore, Zeng Leilei burst into laughter, her laughter echoing endlessly, like madness, like despair.

finally.

Zeng Leilei took out her natal flying sword.

He placed his natal flying sword against his neck, pressing it tightly against his skin.

Because Zeng Leilei pressed too hard, a small cut appeared in the skin on her neck, and a trickle of blood oozed from the wound, staining the longsword and then slowly flowing down, turning the blade red.

Zeng Leilei's eyes were filled with despair.

But Zeng Leilei knew that as long as she exerted a little effort, she would be freed from despair!

I once hated it with tears in my eyes.

He hated the demon army, hated that the demon army had bewitched him, hated why the demon army had come to him and given him that choice.

I hate myself, I hate that I wasn't firm enough. Why did I choose to betray? If I hadn't chosen to betray, none of this would have happened! I could still be by my senior's side.

He hated Su Li, hated Su Li for being able to expose that scheme, hated Su Li for ruining everything he had, and hated Su Li's indifferent look in his eyes!

He's clearly a thug! A street-smart thug!

This kind of rogue has no resemblance to a cultivator whatsoever!

But how could such a thug be so powerful? How could he be so powerful as to disregard me, even to the point that I'm less than an ant in his eyes...?

"They made a very good point: your life or death really doesn't matter."

Suddenly, Su Li's words to Zeng Leilei resurfaced in his mind!

"what!!!"

Zeng Leilei reversed the sword and slashed down.

The stream in front of her was cut in two by Zeng Leilei, and a thousand-meter-long crack spread out in front of her.

This sword strike seemed to have used up all of Zeng Leilei's strength.

Zeng Leilei once again pointed the sword tip at herself.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zeng Leilei plunged the sword into her own heart!

"sulfuric acid......"

Just as the sharp, cold sword tip was about to pierce Zeng Leilei's soft, warm chest, Zeng Leilei felt a numbness in her hand, and the long sword in her hand flew backward, spun several times in the air, and then stuck into the ground.

"Girl! Calm down! You still have a bright future ahead of you!"

Two cultivators flew over.

Zeng Leilei turned her head blankly to look at the two murderers who had stopped her from committing suicide.

Zeng Leilei noticed an armband on their clothes; the armband was a sword.

Zeng Leilei knew this mark.

This is the symbol of Wan Jianjun.

That army of several thousand sword cultivators possessed terrifying destructive power!

She once tearfully wanted to escape.

She didn't want to see Wan Jianjun!