Chapter 1082 (1/2)

”Stop!”

Zhu Yuanyuan saw that all the dark Master's subordinates had died. Even the dark Master was dying. If he didn't stop, he was afraid that the dark Master would die the next moment, which was not good.

With Zhu Yuanyuan's action, the whole forest of ice and snow stopped turning, and the Dark Lord was also paralyzed on the existing ice.

Now the Dark Lord is very miserable. There is no good place on his whole body. There are all wounds. Because these wounds were hurt by ice cones and ice swords, there is no bleeding. But his clothes are miserable. They all become beggars' clothes.

”The Dark Lord, right? Tell me, which alien tribe sent you to be spies in the kingdom of Ji? ”

Although Zhu Yuanyuan has a guess, he still wants to ask.

”Well! If you want to kill me or cut me, I'll do as you please. If you frown, you'll be cruel! ” Said Zhu Yu, but now he can't help but stare at Zhu Yu.

”You are a spy sent by the demons, one of the three great masters of youtan, and the actual controller of Youlou. Youtan is in the Youshan mountains of Jizhou.”

Zhu Yuanyuan ignored the words of the dark master, but said the words that made the dark Master's face change.

”You... How do you know? Impossible. Is there your spy in the pool The dark venerable's eyes stare round and straight at Zhu Yuanyuan, saying that his face is incredible.

The dark master thinks that Zhu Yuanyuan sent spies to sneak into the pool. This is not impossible. There have been many spies before.

”You can die. I have nothing to ask you.” Zhu Yuanyuan looks at the dark master on the ground with light eyes. The frost sword in his hand is facing the dark master, and he is about to launch the ice magic to kill him.

”Hold on, hold on, Mr. Zhu, spare the life of the villain. The villain has a big secret to tell you... Er... You... You... You will regret it...”

The Dark Lord watched Zhu Yuanyuan kill himself. He quickly called out a word, but before he finished his words, an ice cone pierced his heart from under the Dark Lord, leaving only one sentence that you will regret The breath of life on the earth disappears.

”Regret? Oh! Can you make me regret it just because you are such a traitor? Think too much! ”

Looking at the body of the Dark Lord, Zhu Yuanyuan shows a trace of disdain. Now he can completely kill the martial saint. Although he consumes a lot of mythical culture, he just writes one more poem, which is very simple for him.

”Bad luck! Stay here. We can't go on. ” Zhu Yuanyuan looks at the chaos around him, full of the corpses of the enemy. How can he sleep? Aren't you afraid of nightmares?