But how do these black mist get out of their bodies?

Qing Jin slowly came to the edge of the wall and looked at the people surrounding the platform in the middle, and she also tried to find a way there as soon as possible.

It's just that before he could figure out a way there, those people rushed to the middle platform as if they were not afraid of death.

Although the platform in the middle was like a volcano to them, they rushed up at this time.

Seeing them like this one by one, and there was a burning smell in the air, she was even more anxious.

Qing Jin looked at them like this, hesitated for a moment, picked up a big stone directly from the ground, held it in his hand, and rushed towards them.

Either way, he's going to knock them all out so they can't destroy the middle platform anymore.

When the time comes, she will find a way to expel these black objects from their bodies and suppress them......

Before she could carry the stones and go towards those people, those people seemed to react, and turned their heads directly to look at Aoi's location, so they came at her with red eyes one by one.

Qing Jin realized something, and quickly turned around and wanted to go outside. Who knew that those people were even faster than her, and they directly surrounded her and blocked the exit.

Moreover, one by one, they slowly approached her with red eyes. One by one, they stretched out their hands and pulled her. I wanted to pull her to the position of that platform.

Qing Jin tightened the stone in her hand and saw whose hand was stretched out, so she used the stone to slash it directly.

But the other party didn't seem to be afraid of the pain at all, and their hands still grabbed at her, regardless of whether the stone hit them or not.

Qing Jin was pulled by them and walked directly towards the position of the platform in the middle. She wanted to struggle, but there were too many people on the other side, and she couldn't break free at all.

As if she was being escorted, she went straight to the front of the platform, and one of them took her hand and put it on the platform.

Qing Jin gritted her teeth. Her hand was also tightly on the platform, because she knew that once she put her hand on the platform, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, she was determined not to let her hands be placed on that platform.

Just as she tried not to let her hands put on the platform, but those people were surprisingly strong, and took her hand and walked towards the position on the platform little by little.

Qing Jin also fought for her life and didn't let it in.

Seeing that there was only a little bit left in the distance, Qing Jin's heart began to feel hopeless.

If, if Xingyue was by her side at the moment, how good would it be, then these evil creatures would not be able to control her.

When she was thinking about Xingyue in her mind, the distance between her hands was only one centimeter, and she was about to be pressed on that platform.

At this moment, a white blade flew directly from the position of the cave. The sword knocked the men who controlled her to the ground and stuck it on the platform.

Qing Jin felt a loosen of her wrist. Then it grazed the side of her cheek, and a sword appeared in front of her.

She took a few steps back quickly, looked at the top of the table with trepidation, and then looked at her own hands.

Luckily, her hand wasn't put up, and if she did, she didn't know what would have happened.