Immortal Emperor of the World Proud

Chapter 857

Among these thousand styles, there happens to be a soul nightmare that specializes in attacking the mind, which can make people bewitched silently.

She showed a stunning smile, Soul Nightmare, activate!

The inheritance of the demon emperor is really extraordinary, not to mention that everyone will not notice it if they are far away from her, even if they are close, they will not notice it at all.

It's like air!
Omnipresent, know nothing.

This is the scariest part of this trick.

Ouyang Yurong was charging forward, and the huge claws were about to hit Wang Qianyue's head.But all of a sudden, there was darkness around him, and the brightly lit battle field was completely hidden.

He saw blue light emitting from Wang Qianyue's whole body, as if the most mysterious, terrifying, and enchanting demon god descended into the world!

The blue flames of the Mana pots around her illuminated her even more mysteriously, while the Six Smoke Bells radiated purple thunder like thunder behind her.

Behind her, there seemed to be a pair of huge black wings made of thick and deep darkness!

The majesty exuded from her made me feel like an ant crawling in front of her!
He was shocked and frightened!
Wang Qianyue didn't know the effect of this move on Ouyang Yurong, she only knew that the darker the mind, the more effective this move would be.And once it is used, the other party will feel extremely fearful of the user!

Ouyang Yurong, who was shrouded in the nightmare of the soul, couldn't tell reality from falsehood at all.

He looked down at his feet, at the pitch-black ground, terrifying pale arms stretched out from it, hooking his feet, and behind him, a huge shadow pierced through the air, pressing down on him .

Looking back, his face turned pale, it turned out to be an arm ten times bigger than his magical hand!

The arm was overwhelming, and the breath of the high-level demons forced him to kneel down with a plop.

Can't compete, can't resist!
The people who were watching the battle suddenly saw Ouyang Yurong kneeling in front of Wang Qianyue, trembling and sweating, and they all froze.

This Ouyang Yurong is known as the jade-faced son. He has always been noble and outstanding in everyone's impression. Even if he killed many people in the arena, he is still very powerful. No one would have thought that he would kneel down, and Or kneel down with a woman!
Mo Xiaoyao couldn't believe it even more, his eyes bulged and he smashed the seat under him to pieces.

Mo Yushou's face turned pale, and she covered her small cherry mouth with her jade hands. It was hard to believe that the best and most perfect man in her heart would kneel down in front of Wang Qianyue, who she had always looked down upon from a humble background. Heartbroken by the blow.Her sky has collapsed.

Han Cui, who was beside her, also looked at the stage in surprise, tugging at Mo Yuchou's sleeves: "Is his brain flooded, and he actually kneeled down on this bitch."

Mo Yuchou turned her head, her face was gloomy and terrifying, she waved her hand and slapped Han Cui's face, and said coldly, "Shut up, idiot!"

Han Cui was stunned, she wanted to jump up and yell, but when she saw the ferocity on Mo Yushou's face that had never been seen before, she didn't dare to swear a word, she covered her face and lowered her head, her eyes radiated hatred.

Mo Yuchou was worried about Ouyang Yurong, her eyes were full of pain.

Ouyang Yurong didn't know the situation of the outside world at all, he just felt that the pressure of impending doom crushed him so much that it was difficult to breathe, his whole body was in severe pain to breathe, and his heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand.

All the spectators saw that the man on the stage suddenly strangled their neck tightly, their faces flushed purple.

"He—what's the matter?"

"I don't know, it seems that I have been hit by some powerful spell, oh, it's outrageous, as a cultivator, I can't breathe well."

"There is no spell, there is no spiritual fluctuation caused by any spell, and even the soul has not moved."

"Is he scaring himself?"

Disciples from different sects had a heated discussion, but none of them could understand what Ouyang Yurong was doing.

Ouyang Yurong choked his neck, rolled to the ground, and begged for mercy: "Help me, let me go once, spare me..." She was full of ugliness, and kowtowed like a vulgar villain.

But in his world, the pale hands on the ground kept binding him tightly, trying to pull him into the dark ground.

He struggled, begged for help, and kowtowed desperately.

"Ouyang Yurong," in the void, the ancient and majestic voice of the demon god pierced through the soul, "You are vicious in your heart, and you should have taken your soul to make a puppet, but I will give you a chance to tell the world loudly that you are a pig! "

Ouyang Yurong, who had already been seized by fear, dared to think how the demon god would make such an argument, and immediately shouted: "I am a pig, I am a pig, I am a pig, I am a pig!"

Viewers are even more surprised!
Wang Qianyue also raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know what Ouyang Yurong was going through.As the caster of Soul Nightmare, it is very easy for her to know what the other party has experienced. She took a closer look and saw it clearly.A big drop of cold sweat could not help but she didn't know that she was like this in Ouyang Yurong's eyes?

Soul Nightmare has innate suppression on the caster, and her image will reach the level of a demon god in the eyes of the other party!

It is said that the soul nightmare reflected it, but she was in the form of a demon!

Wang Qianyue immediately shook her head, shit, she's not that bad.

"It's good, but not enough, you roll around, lick the ground, and say you're a dog!"

Ouyang Yurong was afraid of panic, under this terrible coercion, he felt that his soul was about to be crushed, and he just wanted to survive.

He licked the ground with his tongue, rolled over like a dog, and shouted, "I'm a dog, I'm a dog!"

Everyone was stunned!

Mo Yuchou was so sad that she just wanted to die!

Liu Simei, who originally had a good impression of him, also frowned in disgust.

The demon god in the void seemed to have an unusual evil taste, with one move, the bone immediately turned into a pink beauty, a charming and wanton seduction.

Ouyang Yurong's lower abdomen swelled, but he couldn't move his sexual desire, and his sexual desire felt like cutting his lower body with a knife. The feeling was indescribable.

"Say, you are useless, if you don't lift, you are not a man!"

Ouyang Yurong was sweating all over, the pain made him hesitate, and he resisted slightly in his heart.

"me……"

"Speak" thousands of coercion, towering magic power.

"I'm useless, I don't lift, I'm not a man!"

Ouyang Yurong shouted loudly!

Everyone is speechless, not a man, tsk tsk.

"Okay, trash, get lost." The demon god in the void waved his hand away, and Ouyang Yurong was swept out of the battle arena and lost!
Everyone didn't respond for a long time.

"This... what is this?"

"If you don't make a move, you win?"

"In the end what happened?"

"Damn it! Amazing!"

Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes are wide open, and he has more and more admiration for his little master, and he will subdue others without fighting, which is awesome!
Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at Wang Qianyue with complex and inexplicable eyes.

Now, everyone remembers her!
(End of this chapter)