Demon Concubine Yutian

Dangerous God of Destruction
Inside the golden cold coffin, the stunning woman lying there finally opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes are those!

The soul-stirring gold is full of infinite destructive artistic conception, and there is even more monstrous desire to kill in it. The creatures in the world, whoever is glanced at by these eyes, will immediately feel that their souls are being strangled.

These are not the eyes of a living person.

Instead, it was filled with death.

But for all zombies, there will be a tinge of red in the depths of the pupils, which is very strange.

God of Destruction is no exception.

To be precise, the bewitching red light surging in the depths of her eyes was even worse!She moved her body slowly. Because she had been lying in the coffin for more than 5000 years, her hands and feet were completely stiff. Just raising her arms was like a slow-motion replay, very slow, and still Accompanied by the creaking sound produced by joints that have not been rubbed for a long time.

The God of Destruction's hand reached the edge of the coffin.

Pale skin, with light blue blood vessels visible under the skin, very long nails, a full half a foot long, and a frightening purple-red color.

Zombies only grow nails and hair after death.

The nails are extremely sharp, like sword blades.

The edge of the cold gold coffin just accidentally rubbed against her nails, and a large piece of triangular metal was immediately cut off, and it hit the altar with a "bang", and there was a lot of movement.

Of course.

Even if there was no such movement, the resurrection of the God of Destruction would still be the focus of the audience. No one would focus on the second person at all!

Little by little, the God of Destruction sat up.

Just changing from lying down to sitting, such a simple movement, took her a full cup of tea to complete.

The long crimson skirt and the white middle jacket did not look like the shrouds worn by the dead, but rather like her favorite ordinary clothes during her lifetime, with a light blue wreath hanging around her waist.

Her hair, very beautiful, was pure gold.

Because zombies only grow fingernails and hair, her blond hair now snakes to the bottom of her feet, even longer than her height.

This makes her slender and graceful figure, all under the beautiful golden thread, lingering a dreamy beauty.

But if you think she is harmless, then you are very wrong!

In this world, there is no more dangerous existence than her!
It is true during life, and it is also true after death.

No, after death, the evil spirit, murderous spirit, corpse spirit, bloody smell, and destructive mood on her body became more serious. What the city wanted became the strongest killing weapon in the heavens!
"Goddess! My goddess!"

Seeing the God of Destruction sitting up from the golden coffin, the red-clothed Forbidden Master was so excited that his whole body was on fire, the expression on his face was so frenzied that his voice was trembling, his legs were floating, and he was about to burn. I don't even remember who I am, "You are finally resurrected, you are so beautiful, just like 5000 years ago, please accept the little..."

The voice of praise stopped abruptly.

Like a duck with its neck broken.

The God of Destruction frowned slightly, his golden eyes suddenly glanced at the red-clothed Forbidden Sorcerer, and raised his slender jade hand. It was obviously such a graceful movement, but it was enough to kill a person within an inch.

She ruthlessly strangled the red-clothed forbidden magician's neck.

(End of this chapter)