Chapter 1882: The Final Battle 7

Su Zimo frowned involuntarily when she heard this sound.

She quickly tried her skills.

There is profound energy, but it cannot be used at all. The mysterious energy seems to be imprisoned.

"Alas!" Su Zimo sighed deeply.

She laughed at herself in her heart, what on earth was she thinking, she was just a soul, how could she use her cultivation? Turning around, he looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely.

"Yunxuan, come on, kill this bastard, kill him." Su Zimo shouted from the side, come on.

It's a pity that no one can see her charming appearance at this moment.

After shouting for a while, Su Zimo suddenly felt bored and bald.

Finally she sat down on the ground. She was so helpless and so sad.

boom!

The powerful profound energy continuously shook the surroundings, causing the golden light to ripple like waves.

"Yeah!" Mu Yunxuan snorted.

He half-knelt down on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.

"Yunxuan." Su Zimo shouted anxiously.

He looked sharply at the demon spirit and found that the demon spirit was more seriously injured than Mu Yunxuan.

The whole person was lying on the ground, and a long blood mark on his chest was shocking!

"Yunxuan." Su Zimo went to help Mu Yunxuan stand up.

There was a familiar feeling on his arm, and a hint of tenderness flashed in Mu Yunxuan's dark eyes.

"Mo'er, I'm fine."

Mu Yunxuan quickly wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Although the demon spirit was seriously injured, he kept paying attention to Mu Yunxuan and saw the flash of tenderness in his eyes.

He frowned. He now had a physical body, so pain was unavoidable.

It's just that I haven't had pain in a long time, and it's really uncomfortable.

However, he quickly glanced at Mu Yunxuan's side.

Could it be her?

Kepuda said she would no longer appear.

But Mu Yunxuan's gentle eyes would not appear so easily.

If he hadn't looked carefully just now, he wouldn't have noticed it.

"Mo'er, I know you won't be obedient. Go aside and wait for your husband. My husband must kill the demon tonight."

Su Zimo looked at the determination in his eyes and knew that he would never give up until he killed the demon spirit.

Su Zimo shook Mu Yunxuan's hand and reminded him to be careful.

She was very dissatisfied with her current situation, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"She's next to you, isn't she?" the demon asked angrily, his tall figure trembling with anxiety.

The demon spirit slowly got up from the ground, looking around.

Mu Yunxuan did not answer, but looked at the demon coldly.

How could he tell her that Mo'er was by his side.

"Mu Yunxuan, what do I want to ask you?"

"Who do you think you are?" Mu Yunxuan smiled coldly.

That sarcastic look made the fire in Demon Spirit's heart suddenly burst out again.

"The owner of this body loves her as much." The devil said involuntarily.

"He has been killed by you a long time ago. Where can you find love?"

There was a faint flash of anger between Mu Yunxuan's eyebrows.

He hated hearing from other people that others loved Mo'er too.

Mo'er belongs to him.

"Huh!" The demon snorted coldly.

"Even so, I can still feel his feelings."

The demon spirit was extremely serious when he said this!

"When you're dead, you won't feel anything."

Mu Yunxuan's eyes glazed with anger, and he attacked the demon spirit again angrily.

"Yunxuan." Su Zimo took a few hurried steps and then stopped.

Even if she followed the past, it would be of no use.