Jun Lancuo had sensed something wrong since he stood on top of the silk, and this thing could be fatal.

Therefore, Jun Lancuo had no choice but to endure the pain of being separated from Feng Lingluo and protect Feng Lingluo well.

As soon as Jun Lan Cuo stepped on it, the soul power around his body was imprisoned to death, and he couldn't use it at all, and then, I don't know where the colored smoke flew out, so the path in front of Jun Lan Cuo was blocked.

Jun Lan Cuo hurriedly took out a clean handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

This smoke must not be as simple as blocking the road in front of him, after all, his eyes are naturally good, and no matter how thick the smoke is, he can see it clearly.

This clumsy smoke, while ordinary, is also very practical.

It seems to be blocking people's path, but in fact, it is poisoning people.

Jun Lan Co stretched out his fingers, the finger trick lit up slightly, and a live butterfly appeared on the fingertips, Jun Lan Co gently pushed his fingers, and the butterfly flew up to the sky.

But less than two seconds away from Jun Lan's wrong finger, the butterfly fell to the bottom.

Before it fell to the ground, I don't know where a few silver silk threads with extremely heavy cold light flew from, and the silk threads targeted the butterfly, and the silver threads as thin as a hair directly cut the butterfly into countless pieces, and then, the cold blade under it flew towards the sky, cutting the butterfly's crumbs directly into countless pieces again, until this moment, those debris fell to the ground.

Jun Lan looked at the butterfly with a frown, he thought it was over, but what he didn't expect was that it was not over after landing, and the ground was quickly covered with frost, and after a while, the debris on the ground was frozen into ice by the frost, and at this moment, the ground was flooded with blue flames, the ice melted, and the butterfly's debris was also burned to ashes.

When the flames were finished, the butterfly's crumbs turned into those cold blades.

Jun Lan sighed wrongly, fortunately he didn't let Feng Lingluo go with him, otherwise, he would say that this place was cruel.

No wonder the ground here is so clean, I'm afraid that the cold blades here are all the bones of people or animals who have been here.

Look at the cold blades here, I'm afraid that more than one or two people died, there are dense shops everywhere here, there is a cold blade almost every centimeter, and the area around the outside of the entire crystal palace is almost six hundred square meters, how many people are going to die.

Jun Lan Cuo sighed again, continued to walk forward, and after walking for a while, he saw a large group of beautiful women fiddling in front of him, running with charming eyes, fiddling with various styles, some were even more exaggerated, showing their waists and backs in front of Jun Lan's wrong face, and some were already running naked and rushed towards Jun Lancuo, Jun Lancuo was still indifferent.

Jun Lan closed his eyes by mistake, suppressed this filthy picture, and felt that someone was coming towards him, and with a slash of the silver sword in his hand, the group of women disappeared in front of Feng Lingluo.

Jun Lan continued to walk forward, and some images appeared in front of him that he had never appeared before.

On the screen, it was him and Feng Lingluo.

The only difference is that at this time, Feng Ling lost her snow-white hair, and her beautiful face was white and bloodless.

But he was dressed in an inky suit, and his face exuded a wicked and vicious smile.

On the other side, Feng Lingluo lay on the ground with a white face and a slump face, looking at him with a pair of cold eyes, with despair, pain, amusement, and self-deprecation in his eyes, which made Jun Lancuo, a bystander, feel cold.