The torture that Wu Jiu and the fake spirit master endured was unimaginable to ordinary people. Looking at their distorted faces under pain, the Soul-Slaying Sword beside him was completely stunned. At this moment, despair and fear spread throughout its body. The previous words of defection were like a death talisman attached to it.

"Good Emperor Evil! Give me life!" The Soul-Slaying Sword could not kneel down, so he could only fall to the ground, and his body was vaguely shaking. The begging words echoed in the hall with Wu Jiu's howling.

However, Jun Wuyao never looked at the Soul-Slaying Sword from beginning to end, as if a look was a huge waste for it.

"This idiot, I'll leave it to you to deal with." Jun Wuyao looked at the Spirit Master slightly.

The Spirit Lord immediately knelt on one knee, lowered his head devoutly and said, "Thank you for help from the Evil Emperor, the ghost world will always be convinced by you."

After experiencing all this, the Spirit Lord finally realized that there is no harm in being loyal to Jun Wuyao. Jun Wuyao was never a cruel tyrant. He only pursued sincerity and never demanded those who surrendered to him, nor did he instructed them to do anything that violated moral laws.

At that time, Jun Wuyao unified the three realms. Except for the initial attacks one by one, he never attacked them or interfered with any of their behaviors. Everything was as calm as before he had never appeared.

Jun Wuyao had no interest in the sincerity of the Spirit Lord. If it weren't for Jun Wuxie, he would not bother with the affairs of the ghost world.

Throwing the Spirit Lord's sincerity behind his head, Jun Wuyao reached out to embrace Jun Wuxie. Compared with the coldness before, a smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao Xie'er, what kind of way do you hope they will die?" Jun Wuyao said with a smile. I'm afraid that only he is qualified to say such arrogant words.

"Whatever." Jun Wuxie looked at Wu Jiu and the fake spirit master calmly. Letting them live in the ghost world for one more second will make people feel disgusted.

"Little Xie'er, I'm still so kind." Jun Wuyao chuckled, suddenly raised his hand, and the black mist wrapped around Wu Jiu and the fake spirit master's neck suddenly penetrated into their bodies. Their bodies were covered by countless black blood lines visible to the naked eye. The raised blood lines were buried under their skin, swollen and supported, twisting and winding to every part of their bodies.

The moment when the black bloodline filled every skin of their bodies, the bloodline burst instantly!

The black mist floated in the hall, but there was no trace of Wu Jiu and the fake guy again.

The two culprits who had been in trouble for a hundred years were actually killed so casually under Jun Wuyao's hands...

It was not until the black mist gradually dissipated, and the flame dragon and poisonous vines were stunned in the hall and slowly came to their senses. Their eyes swept across the hall, as if they wanted to find some traces of the death of Wu Jiu and the fake spirit master.

However, no matter how they searched, there was no trace left.

The death of Wu Jiu and the fake spirit master is so light-hearted under Jun Wuyao's hands, and it is as simple as crushing two ants to death!

If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, who would have believed that the Evil Emperor, who once made the ghost world panic, would have become the benefactor to save the ghost world?

The Flame Dragon and the Poison Ivy looked at each other and saw shock and condolence in each other's eyes...

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Chapter completed!