The demonic energy is like a snake or a rope, and it shoots out quickly before the claws fall.

"You must let me take over your body immediately, otherwise you will definitely die!" Zhuang Chengqian's voice roared in Tongtian Palace.

Jiang Wang remained silent.

The devil is near.

Zhuang Chengqian immediately made a condition: "I swear with my Taoist heart that after I defeat her, my body will return to you. Let's fight for it again."

Jiang Wang let go of control.

In just a moment, the eyes of this handsome young man changed.

It was a stern, majestic, and complicated look.

Song Wanxi, who was possessed by the devil, roared again

"village!"

"Am I your deepest obsession?"

'Zhuang Chengqian' murmured softly and stepped forward.

"I am the person you love most, so am I the person you hate the most?"

He stepped forward and waved his sword.

With one sword, he cut off those snake-like evil spirits, and he was already heading towards Song Wanxi.

Song Wanxi's claws surged with demonic energy, covering her face.

‘Zhuang Chengqian’ swung his sword and naturally broke through the demonic energy.

"Manicure your nails."

The long and pointed nails were cut off neatly.

He returned the sword to its sheath, and was already standing face to face with Song Wanxi. Round blood beads emerged from his two index fingers, which were the blood from the apex of this body, and they were touched on Song Wanxi's eyebrows.

His voice was gentle and his index finger gently rubbed it.

"Draw my eyebrows for you."

In this painting, Song Wanxi's crazy eyes closed.

I have been possessed by the devil for two hundred and eighteen years, and my eyes have been half-open, but now they are closed!
Chapter completed!