"Chen Ajiu, do you really want to kill your only apprentice? Can't you see who I am?"
Tang Rao's voice was full of sorrow.
How could Chen Ajiu not recognize Tang Rao?
Her tears simply wouldn't fall.
Her expression wasn't under her control, her words weren't under her control, her actions weren't under her control.
Her willpower was controlled, reaching the Immortal Emperor level, she began to slowly suppress the spiritual power of the Corpse Emperor.
But this task was too immense; the Corpse Emperor's centuries of cultivation were not in vain.
The blood he fed Chen Ajiu was also personally raised by the Corpse Emperor.
Its power was so immense that even the Corpse Emperor Chen Ajiu couldn't withstand it.
Qi Yun Daoist couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Qi Yun Daoist also had great expectations for Tang Rao.
That year, if he hadn't saved Chen Ajiu, she would have already died.
The lines on Qi Yun Daoist's arm flashed.
Intricate lines wove around Qi Yun Daoist's entire body.
