The temperature of the spiritual chain was extremely high, and the flames burned, burning Tang Hu's armor to make a sound.

"Swish!"

The second chain of spiritual light flew over and wrapped around Tang Hu's neck.

"Hurry up... go..."

Tang Hu slapped a palm on Li Wei and Tuoba Bhutto's back, sent out a magic energy, and hit them several miles away, falling into the thorns of the Mingling Plain.

"Tiger!"

Li Wei and Tuoba Bhutto stood up and looked back.

I saw that Tang Hu was wrapped in one spiritual chain after another, and his mouth made a roar like a trapped beast. Then he was suddenly pulled back to the altar, and his body burst into blood mist, turning into a skeleton wearing armor on the top of the altar.

A top-notch man in the Dao Seed Realm was killed in just a few breaths.

"It's the Holy Spirit Mind Master... Let's go, Li Wei, let's go quickly..."

Tuoba Bhutto and Li Wei, whose eyes were cold to freezing point, ran away quickly on the Mingling Plain.

The entrance of the altar behind him was constantly rushing out, and was constantly pulled back by the chains of spiritual light, and he could not escape at all.

Tuoba Bhutto and Li Wei released the magic energy to protect their bodies and ran wildly among the thorns.

Screams kept coming from the altar behind him.

The more he ran, the more he felt something was wrong: "Why are you so quiet, the martial arts practitioners who came in with us before, who wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters?"

Tuoba Bhuto, who was running in front, stopped suddenly, his eyes were horrified, and he looked at the bloody clearing in front of him.

There were dead bodies in the open space of more than ten feet in size.

All the martial artists who followed were killed here, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

In sharp contrast to this tragic scene, a woman in white, who was not stained with blood, stood in the center of Shura's purgatory like a dead body, with long hair swaying and her hairband. Just a back view gave people the ethereal beauty of being inhumane.

The surrounding thorns all emit purple, blue, and blue brilliance, which makes people tall.

The strong aura and thoughts on her body made Li Wei and Tuoba Bhutto unable to even operate the Dharma energy, and the entire space was still.

She turned around, waved her finger, fixed Li Wei and Tuoba Bhutto, and then walked towards the towering altar of sparks. A heavenly sounded and heard a lot: "Tang Wanzhou, have you ever defeated the confrontation within Jiazi?"

"Swish!"

At this moment, Tang Wanzhou broke out of the stone gate, cut off all the chains of spiritual light, held the sword proudly, stood by a stone cliff dozens of feet high on the altar, and looked at the woman in white on the Mingling Plain in the distance.

Dafeng flew out.

Li Wei's body was entangled with a wisp of magic energy and could not move. Looking at the back of the woman in white, a storm wave was stirred up in her heart.

Just now, when the woman in white walked past him, Li Wei saw her face clearly for a moment.

"Yao Qingxuan..."

This name appeared in Li Wei's mind.

It's just because she and Yao Yin look too similar.

But how is this possible?

The strange woman that countless people admired had committed suicide more than ten years ago.

Dazzled?

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Chapter completed!