I originally thought it was because I had no effect, but when I saw the skin on Lian Jiazi's face, which was originally lively and vigorous, starting to gradually fade away, I suddenly felt a little creepy.

I thought that the secret book I found in the South Pavilion was a fake, but I didn't expect that it would actually come true for the Desolate Clan. Even though thousands of years have passed, such a cruel secret method that violates the laws of heaven is still being used.

Nitian may be able to get an opportunity that others cannot have at a certain moment, but in the end he will pay a heavy price.

The annihilation of the Desolate Clan may have confirmed this fact, but they still refuse to admit defeat.

The meridians of the festering body are flowing with spiritual power, and the dead flesh and skin are naturally unable to support the invasion of toxins.

In an instant, the spiritual power will break through the puppet's body and merge into the barrier.

Your Majesty was right once again.

Qiu Shui sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he was worried about what he might encounter if he really went to the ancient tomb later. After all, both Xie Jue and the great elder had previously ordered people around him to visit the ancient tomb in advance. It depends.

But now that my face has been torn apart, if I really go to the ancient tomb, I can only be blind and touch the elephant.

Although I felt helpless, I also knew what your Majesty meant.

Rather than keeping such a dangerous person around, it would be better to go to the ancient tomb without knowing anything.

At least no one from Tianshui City could intervene.

Xie Jue saw that under Feng Yun's small movement, the originally arrogant purple-clothed man suddenly lost his advantage in numbers. Qiu Shui appeared at the perfect time, perhaps because he had enough hatred buried in his heart.

So after Feng Yun handed over the matter of the raid formation to her, she tensed up.

The sharpness of the golden thread caused the man in purple unbearable pain, and at the moment his arm was about to break.

The man in purple seemed to be lifted up by something and wanted to take him away from this place.

"It's a shadow."

Chu Chenxing was still wary of the great elder at this time. When he realized that Brother Yun's strength could completely crush the man in purple, the great elder had already put down his movements. It was as if he was weighing his continued attack on Chu Chenxing. Take action. When Feng Yun comes to his senses, he will be the one to deal with. Feng Yun was not afraid at all at this time. With a wave of his hand, a huge hand appeared in the air. Originally, the people of Tianshui City did not know this place. There was movement, but when I saw the shadow, I immediately became a little panicked.

"this! What happened?"

Looking at the direction coming from the City Lord's Mansion, I wanted to go over and take a look, but I was a little worried.

The man in purple didn't expect that Feng Yun would still want to continue chasing at this time.

"You will regret this! You beast!"

There was a sarcastic smile on Feng Yun's face.

"At this time, I know that I am no match for you, so I give up everything I brought here. Since the people of the Desolate Clan want you back so much, I will naturally keep you as my hostage."

Feng Yun suddenly exerted force. At this time, the shadow also wanted to resist Feng Yun's attack, but after all, the shadow had to be consumed. Feng Yun didn't feel any pressure. The man in purple, who originally thought he could escape unscathed, still arrived. Feng Yun's hand

"It's time for you to get some sleep."

Feng Yun spoke, and the man in purple, who had a somewhat frightened look on his face, immediately fell asleep. The spiritual energy surrounding the City Lord's Mansion dispersed after Feng Yun returned.

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