With each devouring of some people, those little things that are scattered slowly grow bigger.

If the crowd is not evacuated, I am afraid that the people in this entire square will not be enough for them to swallow.

The altar's enchantment, most of which are used are runes that represent light, and when the enchantment is opened, it can purify a darkness, although it may not be of much use here, but it can be delayed for a while.

Yinyuewei was the personal guard cultivated by the eldest princess of Zixi for the Empress Fengyang, and they were only loyal to one person in this life, Xuanyuan Fengyang.

The people cultivated by Huang Qianqian are naturally not bad, and their movements are very fast.

Half of the people held up the protective barrier, and the other half quickly evacuated most of the people present.

Yunlin Qianming stood in the void, coldly watching the ants below struggling meaninglessly.

In fact, his current behavior is already a violation, violating the most basic regulations of the mainland.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the rules will come to the door, and he must get the thing on Xuanyuan Fengyang before then.

Otherwise, he would not be able to withstand the punishment of the rules.

Seeing that the situation below was almost over, he moved his hand lightly.

The black mist that Xuanyuan Fengyang was trapped in suddenly erupted, and it was only for a moment that it directly devoured the enchantment she was holding up.

She didn't even react, and the pale golden barrier that stood in front of her before shattered.

She didn't even have time to escape.

Everyone in Silver Yuewei noticed the situation here, but each of them was guarding one side, and there was no way to leave at all.

It was the second time in her life that she felt so close to death.

The first time was 1,300 years ago, in the Everfree Forest, when she was chased by the six-winged neon beast and cornered.

I remember that it was she who saved her at that time.

I guess I didn't have that good luck this time.

She has nothing to worry about now, the only thing she cares about is what Yunlin Qianming said just now, what she wants to take from her.

Although she hadn't figured out what it was until now, though she might be swallowed up by the black mist in a moment to the point where there was nothing left.

But she was worried that that thing would fall into Yunlin Qianming's hands.

If you ask her if she has any regrets in this life, it is probably the answer she didn't get 1,300 years ago.

Why?

She wanted to ask her why she did it and why......

Suddenly, someone reached out and pulled her, and she seemed to be pulled behind someone.

The moment she had the touch, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a white figure blocked in front of her, and that person actually caught the black mist with his bare hands.

And this back seems to coincide with someone 1,300 years ago.

Xuanyuan Fengyang was stunned for a moment, but soon she came to her senses.

The man was gone, dead, she killed with her own hands.

Huang Qianqian didn't expect them to be intercepted by a group of imps halfway.

Those little ghosts are very indifferent, probably to delay time.

It turns out that they are really being delayed.

If she was one step too late, Feng Yang would ......

Huang Qianqian directly touched the black mist with his hand, and then a fiery red flame slowly emerged.

The black mist met the fiery red flames, and for a moment shrank back.

It tried to escape, but it was too late.

The flames enveloped the black mist in one fell swoop, trapping him in the center.

Then, the devouring rate is slow.

(End of chapter)