Chapter 688 Gods Descending from Heaven 5

At this moment, her face was red from the strangulation, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was in so much pain she wished she could die.

"Let go of it…" Su Luo pointed at the little divine dragon, speaking haltingly, "It's not a dog… it's… a dragon…"

Su Luo's words were unclear because she was being strangled, but Li Aotian heard them perfectly.

"A dragon?" He lifted the little divine dragon by the scruff of its neck with one hand, patted its perky little rump, "This little dog, you're telling me it's a dragon? Su Luo, is that how you lie to people? Do you really think I'm a big idiot?!"

Su Luo was filled with regret at this moment.

If only she had known, she would have let the little divine dragon transform into its true form, then Li Aotian wouldn't have dared to touch it.

After all, the dragon race was powerful, their reputation spread far and wide, and they were very proud and protective of their own; the entire continent held a natural reverence for the dragon race.

Li Aotian squeezed the little divine dragon's neck, increasing the force in his hand; the little divine dragon, still in its infancy, was strangled until its tiny pink tongue poked out.

"Stinky girl, take one last look at this world, because you are about to leave it forever," Li Aotian sneered sinisterly, not only increasing the force in his hand but also instantly tightening the lightning wrapped around Su Luo's neck.

"Luo Luo—"

"Sister-in-law—"

Beichen Ying and Lan Xian both showed expressions of despair.

"Am I going to die just like this?" Su Luo felt a strong sense of unwillingness in her heart.

She really didn't want to die, there were so many things she still wanted to do.

Especially Nangong, she had promised last time to apprentice under Master Rong Yun to heal his leg injury, how could she just die like this?

If Nangong came out of seclusion and found out about her death, how sad would he be? At that time, who could comfort him?

Her eyes inexplicably began to well up.

The lightning around her neck tightened more and more, tighter and tighter…

Su Luo's vision began to blur with phantoms, her consciousness gradually fading, the feeling of suffocation becoming more and more severe…

But suddenly, Beichen Ying froze.

Lan Xian rubbed his eyes even harder, completely dumbfounded.

An Ye Ming, who had run up from behind, also stopped in his tracks, looking at the bizarre scene before him with disbelief.

"What is going on?"

Beichen Ying and Lan Xian exchanged glances, both with expressions of disbelief.

The fiery serpent lightning wrapped around Su Luo's neck, which had been arrogantly dancing and coiling in layers, seemed to be frozen at this moment, stiff and motionless.

Not only that.

Within the space encompassing Su Luo and Li Aotian, it was as if the entire time and space had come to a standstill, the two of them seemingly frozen in place.

It wasn't just them; the surrounding flowers, plants, trees, and burning branches all stopped moving…

Silence.

The surroundings were terrifyingly silent.

Li Aotian's face showed unprecedented shock and fear!

At this moment, a faint spiritual energy fluctuation came from the eastern horizon.

Although subtle, it gave a strong sense of shock.

Then, three figures, one in front and two behind, appeared in mid-air.

The person in the lead was only about twenty years old, wearing a white brocade robe, with dark hair cascading down, and facial features that were exquisitely perfect.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a faint detachment in his brows and eyes; that faint glance, as if standing on the clouds looking down at the masses below.

Making people not dare to look directly, filling them with awe and fear…

The two behind him were clearly attendants, but even as attendants…

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