"Your Majesty, you, why are you doing this?”
Seeing this, Chui Ming cried and crawled to the front of the dragon throne.
He stretched out his trembling hand and held Baili Huangtu's sword in his hand.
His eyes slowly turned blood-red as if he wanted to eat someone up. He gritted his teeth and said,
"Your Majesty, rest in peace. This old servant will avenge you.”
He had served the Marquis Sovereign Baili Huangtu his entire life, and the Baili Huangtu was his life.
Now that Baili Huangtu was dead, he was muddleheaded, as if he had lost his soul.
The only thing he could do now was to help Baili Huangtu take revenge.
At this moment, he hated Pang Min to the extreme.
He wished he could swallow it alive.
"Revenge? Chui Ming, just you?"
Suddenly, Pang Min's resentful voice sounded in the hall.
Boom!
The Divine Hall of Light exploded, and only Chui Ming, who was in the tempering realm, was sent flying. He screamed and was smashed into meat paste.
"It's time for revenge."
Looking at the Divine Hall of Light that had turned into dust, Pang Min felt completely relieved. She looked up at the sky, her hair dancing in the wind.
The black aura around his body began to weaken slowly.
A hundred years of hatred, a hundred years of pain.
Now, it was released.
She was extremely satisfied and relaxed.
With his revenge, he had no regrets in this life.
"Brothers, those who killed us and harmed us have all died. Now that we have taken our revenge, our blood has been spilled.
Now it was time to fulfill his promise and turn into a weapon spirit.。
We live to kill enemies for our country.
After death, he became a ghost.
Even if we turn into weapon spirits, we'll still fight with our masters in the sea of stars. Our lives are glorious enough, and it's worth it.”
Turning around slowly, Pang Min raised her Battle God Sword and shouted.
At this moment, she felt as if she had returned to a hundred years ago.
She was still the only female war god in Jiutian Shidi, and she was still the general who made the enemy soldiers tremble in fear.
She was still valiant and looked down on all the men in the world.
She had been a general all her life, and all living beings were heroes.
"Fight!"
The 80,000 soldiers raised their weapons and responded vaguely.
They had no intelligence and were confused, but they would always believe in Pang Min.
Whether it was soldiers, vengeful souls, or artifact spirits, they would follow the general forever.
"Let's go."
Pang Min waved her hand and led the 80,000 soldiers out of the Imperial Palace of Light. They flew toward Ghost City like a tide.
In this battle, she had used 100,000 vengeful souls to end a divine dynasty with 10,000 years of history. With such a glorious battle, her life was worth it.
It didn't matter if others called her a demon or a sinner.
She only followed her heart when she did things.
If one didn't even know where their heart was, then even if they were alive, they were no different from a walking corpse.
In an instant, Pang Min and the 80,000 soldiers left the Imperial City and disappeared into the dark night.
And the huge palace of the Radiant Dynasty had been destroyed.
Only the rolling dust floated in the nine heavens.
In the world of cultivation, there was no immortal divine dynasty. Only strength was respected.
At this moment, in Ghost City.
Wang He had witnessed the destruction of the Radiant Dynasty with his own eyes, and he didn't feel any pity.
The debt he owed should be repaid. This was a matter of course.
Moreover, there was a hint of approval in his eyes.
He wasn't wrong. Pang Min and her army spirits were all true warriors, the elites of the elites.
Using 100,000 dead souls to destroy a divine dynasty that had existed for 10,000 years sounded like a fantasy.
However, Pang Min and her army spirits managed to do it.
Moreover, it was straightforward and straightforward.
With such power, Wang He was like a tiger with wings.
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