Feng Jiu stopped and watched so coldly, but the pressure that shook them did not take back. Not only did she not take it back, she also flipped her palm, and a cloud of natal fire flew out towards the monarchs. Away from the soles of the feet.

"Let you taste this kind of death by roasting on the fire, maybe you will like it." The indifferent voice was cold, she looked at it coldly, and there was no warmth in her eyes.

However, among these monarchs, she left the monarch Nan Cheng alone and did not move him, but even if Feng Jiu did not move him, at this moment, seeing the miserable appearance of the monarchs, he was shocked to speak. The strength is gone.

Who would have thought that Feng Jiu was back?

Who would have thought that Feng Jiu would come back?

Obviously, for tens of millions of years, the ascended person has never been able to come back again. How did she do it?

If he knew that Feng Jiu would come back again, he would just give him ten courage. He did not dare to do what he did today. Now, regret and fear are intertwined in his heart, his body is shaking, but he can only open his eyes in horror. He looked at him, watching the monarchs beside him, suffering the pain that life is worse than death.

"what!"

"what……"

A monarch, a strong man, at this moment, there are only endless screams and regrets and fears.

Some people couldn't bear the pain that life is worse than death, and were ready to abandon their bodies to escape, but the moment the soul turned into a halo and flew out of the body, they were caught by Feng Jiu with one hand.

"Do I allow you to escape? Do you think you can escape?"

Feng Jiu's indifferent voice came out, without even moving her figure, she stood there, grabbed her hand in the void, and the halo of soul fell into her hand.

"In my hand, you won't even have the chance to reincarnate." She said, the flame in her hand surged, and the palm of her hand shattered the divine soul halo in her palm. Amid the cry, the ashes scattered with the wind and fell into the sea.

Seeing this scene, Monarch Nan Cheng stiffened in shock and wanted to ask for mercy. However, under the intense fear, he couldn't say anything. He could only watch Feng Jiu in front of him and put the monarchs in charge. They were tortured to death, and even the spirits were never left behind.

"Do you know why I keep you?" Feng Jiu asked indifferently, looking at the Lord Nancheng.

"Feng, Feng, Master Feng!" His whole body was soft, and he couldn't even stand, being pulled by a strong force.

Feng Jiu looked at him, curled the corners of his lips, and showed a cold and ruthless smile: "You should know that no one who touches me against the scales will survive."

"Keeping you, I just want to know, what happened here in my absence for a few years." As she spoke, she stepped forward and came in front of him, in his horrified eyes He stretched his index finger to the center of his eyebrows and started searching for the soul.

After a while, she collected it, and the monarch Nan Cheng, who had been frightened, was already sluggish.With a flick of her sleeves, a ball of flame ignited and burned him to ashes.

She turned and looked at the umbrella that Leng Hua was holding tightly not far away.It was a mixed yuanbao umbrella, which was suppressed and closed by her coercive airflow, and held it in his hand by Lenghua.

She walked over and looked at the bloody Lenghua, she showed a smile and said: "You don't have any useful weapons yet, so this Hunyuan is almost for you."