Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 303

Her red lips slightly opened, and a roar burst out of her mouth, like a wounded lioness giving her final roar.

At this moment, the wind seemed to be frightened by her momentum and spun around her wildly.

Her dress fluttered like an unyielding battle flag.

Then, his expression became serious.

Bone-chilling words were heard:

"Are you all preparing to die?"

The demons on the opposite side were stunned?

He was a dignified Golden Immortal, and he was accompanied by four Xuanxian demon cultivators.

Then deal with a Xuanxian human cultivator.

What else could go wrong?

The demon Golden Immortal monk pondered briefly.

Then he said with a sinister smile:

"Hehehe, are you planning to self-destruct, young lady?"

Qingluan felt numb when she heard this.

Why don’t these people retreat when they know I’m going to self-destruct?

Are you really not afraid of death?

But the next moment, the answer appeared before his eyes.

Qingluan glared at the demons in front of her, the anger in her eyes seemed to burn them to ashes.

She knew that she was in a desperate situation and there was no hope of escape, and these demons and monsters were so shameless and hateful.

A sense of determination surged in her heart, and she decided to self-destruct. Even if she died, she would deal a heavy blow to these demons.

She began to mobilize all the spiritual power in her body, preparing to detonate herself.

However, the Golden Immortal and four Mysterious Immortals of the Demon Clan instantly realized her intention.

Their faces changed and they cast spells hurriedly.

The Golden Immortal was seen dancing his hands rapidly, muttering something, and dark demonic energy surged out of his body like rolling dark clouds.

The four Xuanxians also cooperated. They formed complicated hand seals with their hands, and black rays of light shot out like lightning.

In an instant, countless dark demonic auras quickly wrapped around Qingluan like ropes.

The magic rope exuded a gloomy aura, as if it were shackles from hell.

Qingluan only felt a powerful pressure coming towards her, and her movements were instantly frozen.

The ropes transformed from demonic energy tightly bound her body, tightening little by little from her limbs to her torso.

Qingluan struggled desperately, trying to break free from the restraints, but the magic rope became tighter and tighter.

Her body seemed to be covered by a layer of ice, unable to move.

The spiritual power that was about to explode was forcibly suppressed and could no longer be mobilized.

Qingluan widened her eyes, her eyes filled with resentment and anger.

Her long hair became messy under the impact of magic.

The light blue dress clung tightly to her body under the restraint of magic.

It outlines her graceful figure, but at this moment she is helpless.

Although as a killer of the Divine Punishment Society, he knows the situation of the demons.

But this was also the first time Qingluan herself encountered the demons.

This demon actually has the means to prevent others from self-destructing?

At this moment, Qingluan's inner despair surged into her heart like a cold tide.

She watched as she was frozen by the demon's spell, her body completely unable to move, and her plan of self-destruction was abruptly interrupted.

She knew that she was in an unprecedented predicament and that her hope of escape was extremely slim.

Thinking of the tragic fate she might be facing, her heart was filled with helplessness and sadness.

However, the unyielding flame burns stubbornly in the abyss of despair.

She was unwilling to be captured by the demons and unwilling to let these evil people succeed.

Her eyes remained firm, filled with her dedication to justice and her hatred towards the demons.

She secretly swore in her heart that even if she couldn't break free at the moment, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would never give up the fight.

Her pride would not allow her to bow to the demons, and her belief supported her to hold on to her last dignity in desperate situations.

Qingluan's heart was also filled with nostalgia for the past and regret for the future.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Han Changkong.

Then he couldn't help but smile.