At this moment, Nangong ruxue's heart was filled with regret.
No, I can't die!
Ling Chuxi could not die like this!
She ...
She could not bear to see Ling Chuxi die!
"No!!!" Nangong ruxue let out a heart-wrenching cry. She regretted it. She did not want Ling Chuxi to die! No! Nangong ruxue's tears instantly flowed down her face. However, once the spiritual weapon was activated, it could no longer be stopped! Thinking about how Ling Chuxi had wanted to take her palm strike with a face full of guilt, Nangong ruxue's heart ached as if it was being twisted by a knife.
A Ji and the rest even closed their eyes, preparing for the next terrifying explosion.
However, a miracle happened in the next moment.
Suddenly, an even more dazzling beam of white light shot out from between Ling Chuxi's brows. It flew towards the huge beam of light that was pouring out from Nangong ruxue's spiritual weapon.
