Chapter 809

Zhao Linger's mind was full of thoughts. This matter was a long story, but in reality, it was only a few seconds before she came up with a countermeasure.

Subsequently, Zhao Linger condensed the thunder all over the sky. Although her cultivation was not enough to condense the thunder into rays, she successfully condensed the thunder all over the sky into a purple phoenix. The phoenix circled and dived toward the soul-suppressing stone.

"Wait, wait, wai..."

Feeling that the power of this strike was enough to destroy his soul, the Black Mountain Old Demon prepared to plead for mercy.

Unfortunately, this move was unleashed, and even Zhao Linger was unable to take it back. And even if she had the ability, she wouldn't take it back. What was there to talk about with a spirit that came to cause trouble?