He thought that there was no one in this world who could be favored by him anymore.

Si Junli is already the ultimate.

However, what Uncle Sixth didn't expect was that when he met Zi Qianmo's light glassy eyes, his whole body shook violently, and he felt as if he was being stared at by the boundless abyss. The whole person's soul is sucked in.

The soul was sucked into the abyss.

Spinning wildly in the abyss, losing its center of gravity.

A strong sense of helplessness.

His soul was waving his hands vigorously, trying to cry for help, trying to grab something.

It's a pity - nothing works!

His soul is like a weak dead leaf in the abyss of a storm, and he can't help himself at all, but can only be at his mercy.

One second.

The two stared at each other for a second.

The sixth uncle seems to have experienced a hundred years as long, and his soul has been trapped in the abyss of light-colored glass for a hundred years, and he is suffering greatly every minute and every second!

What a powerful soul power!

What a terrible soul degree!

Sixth Master Uncle's own attainments in the soul are new to the Yin God, which is definitely the top in the Four Kingdoms, even if it is placed in the Central Continent Empire, it is absolutely extraordinary, and it can have a place.

But his Yin God Soul, in front of Zi Qianmo, was as weak as an ant.

She is to him like a mountain looking up, unshakable!

Can ants shake the mountains that reach into the sky?

Joke!

What kind of soul level can inflict such suppression on oneself, an extremely terrible thought welled up in my heart-

"Are you...... Yang ......"

Before he could say the divine word of the Yang God, he was stuck in his throat, suffocated, and couldn't get out.

He was speechless.

The soul was caught in the light-colored vortex, and it could not be freed.

The kidnapping, kidnapping, and going on.

A large, light-colored and transparent hand, like a witch, grabbed the throat of his soul.

It hurts.

I can't breathe.

This is ten, hundred, or a thousand times more painful than strangling him directly on the neck of his flesh!

This extremely powerful Yang God Maiden, don't let him say it!

This is a warning!

Absolute warning!

As soon as he said one more word, his soul would immediately break in half, separating from the position of his throat, his head and his body.

The body and head of the body are separated, at least the soul can be reincarnated, but if the body and head of the soul are separated, then they can't even enter the reincarnation, the soul is scattered, and it completely disappears from this heaven and earth!

Of course Uncle Sixth didn't dare.

Immediately shut up honestly, the previous powerful aura instantly converged and cleaned, honestly like a quail, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Zi Qianmo's eyes, and his mummy-like body wrapped in bandages was also trembling uncontrollably.

All of this happens, before and after, add up to two or three seconds.

No one else can find any clues.

At least, the White Pavilion Lord, Si Junli, Yu Yingfeng, and the Smoke Pavilion Lord, none of them found anything unusual.

Only Mo Yan.

He's sharp!

Keen on Xiao Momo's every move.

Even the slightest change in aura, he could capture it clearly!

Xiao Momo used his soul power just now!

And with a wave of anger!

This one called Uncle Sixth made Xiao Momo very unhappy, and even in an instant, Xiao Momo was moved to kill.