The endless black flowers in front of you are like flowers of death blooming from the festering mud and the ashes that cover the sky.

The Flower of Death is alive!

"Yan Qingjue, what the hell is this?"

Yan Qingjue shook his head solemnly: "I don't know either." ”

Night Terror raised his eyes and looked around, and finally had the courage to let go of his mental power, and after snooping, he found that those aggressive and irresistible fogs of terror had really disappeared.

"This ......"

The situation in front of him was too weird, even if Night Terror Hong and Yan Qingjue had seen it, they couldn't explain it.

In order to get an answer, the two looked at each other and decided to go deeper into the center of the plane.

But those outside the fortress did not know the condition of the two men, and fear, insecurity, and apprehension were like the poison of rotten bones, entangled and controlled them.

At this moment, a rapid and sharp sound suddenly pierced the blue sky......

Everyone was so shocked by this sound that they spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the fear that appeared in their eyes almost condensed into substance!

"What's that sound?"

"Who is it?"

"What happened?"

Everyone was thinking about it, and one of them tore through the void and fell, his face was pale and covered in blood, and everyone held their breath when they saw it.

This person is none other than a member of the Xuanwu clan!

The Xuanwu clan and the White Tiger clan are also the most pure and powerful beast clans, and unlike the White Tiger clan's "flamboyant and domineering", the Xuanwu clan is extremely low-key.

But being low-key does not mean that they are cowardly, on the contrary, the damage to the Xuanwu clan in the Demon War back then was not serious, and the new Xuanwu Saint King is a rare Ming monarch, under the leadership of the Xuanwu Saint King, the strength of the Xuanwu clan has skyrocketed wildly for thousands of years, and there is a faint performance of suppressing the White Tiger clan.

However, at this time, the people of the Xuanwu clan appeared in such an embarrassed posture, which was unexpected by everyone.

The clansman spat out a mouthful of blood, looked around coldly, gritted his teeth, and said, "What about Your Excellency? ”

Yilan was still very weak, and he gasped heavily, his eyes looking at the barrier barrier with a complicated look.

The body of the Xuanwu clan trembled, and as they looked up, the last hope in their eyes was like a flame in the cold wind, and it was suddenly extinguished......

"How so...... Can't even the Terran world be avoided? ”

Yilan frowned: "What happened to you?" ”

The Xuanwu man smiled bitterly, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't you already know?"

"This fog...... Appeared in the Xuanwu clan?! ”

The Xuanwu people raised their hands to wipe the blood and tears from the corners of their eyes: "Yes......"

At first, they didn't take the fog into their eyes, but by the time they discovered the mist's anomaly, they were completely surrounded and couldn't escape.

In order to protect his clansmen, the Holy King did everything to send him out, and he happened to fall in the White Tiger Realm, the White Tiger Holy King was a person who valued love and righteousness, but even the White Tiger Saint King couldn't help that fog.

In the end, the White Tiger Saint King said that he should come to find Night Terror, and he also used the final secret technique to find this place, but unexpectedly...... The Terran world is facing the same fate as his Xuanwu clan!

The tribesman bowed his hand to a lamp, and resolutely turned to return.

He has only one thought, even if it is death, he will die by the side of the clansmen, and if he can't find the night terror, he will go back alone, their Xuanwu clan has absolutely no greedy for life and afraid of death, and they steal their lives!

(End of chapter)