Chapter 477 (1/2)

Elder Wei saw Yan Qingyang's painful expression and quickly asked him to stop.

Burning day teeth clench, eyes flash crazy light, he did not listen to elder Wei's words, hand slightly down.

Yan Qingyang's head is more and more black. At the same time, her mouth exudes blood and her eyes close slightly.

”Stop it, your highness. She can't hold it! Why are you in such a hurry? You can wait any longer! ” Elder Wei turns around in a hurry, but he doesn't dare to disturb the burning night, so he has to persuade him.

”No!” After a long time, a word came out of his mouth. He slowed down, gritted his teeth and said, ”today I must break through the seventh level of blood sucking magic skill! I can't wait any longer! ”

”But you're going to kill her!” Mr. Wei's beard curled up and his face was sweating.

”Dad, she died when she died. What do you love about her?” Wei Ling saw Yan Qingyang's embarrassed appearance, his mouth turned, and his eyes flashed the light of schadenfreude.

”I don't care for her. I hope your highness doesn't worry. Who will your highness use when she dies? After the eighth level of blood sucking magic skill, it's more difficult to cultivate. After the eighth level of demon master, it's hard for him to improve his skill for a hundred years. His highness can only use it slowly with her Elder Wei said with a sigh.

He turned to burn the sky and said, ”Your Highness!”

Burning day's face is gloomy, and his eyes are more crazy. He stares at Yan Qingyang tightly, wrists his brows, and continues to use his right hand. Yan Qingyang's head is much less black.

Now, Yan Qingyang is very painful. She feels that she has become an empty shell immediately, and the aura in her body has disappeared.

She was afraid that burning heaven would really destroy her, her meridians and her spiritual roots.

She wanted to cry, but there was no voice in her voice. Her teeth were clenching her lips, and her limbs were aching.

If she had known this, she would have stepped up. Even if she had collected the elixir one day earlier, she would have got yunlele's antidote one day earlier. She would not have been so passive. Now, she can't speak, she can't move, she can only wait to die!

Yan Qingyang's fingers tightly clasped his sleeve, opened his eyes and swept towards the hall.

In the hall, there are only ferocious burning sky, impatient Wei Changlao and gloating Wei Ling.

No one can ask for help.

Yan Qingyang sighed. Suddenly, she felt the pain intensified. It turned out that the burning sky's left hand suddenly buckled her pulse.

Yan Qingyang has been painfully numb.