At this time, Murong Zhiruo was completely attacked by a group of fierce and cruel bloodthirsty bats, and he had no power to fight back.

"Ye Qiantong, you slut, why don't you come and save me?!! Ahhhh Murong Zhiruo's screams were terrible and painful, and the heart-rending voice was like a demon, which made people's scalps tingle.

Ye Qiantong stood at the back of the altar, looking at this scene indifferently, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and even the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic and ruthless sneer.

If Murong Zhi is used to being the eldest lady, do you think that she is the most noble in the world, and everyone should obey her?

A person who threatens to kill her out of jealousy, what sympathy she has but ridicule and indifference.

If it weren't for the explosion of the black mist lotus in Murong Zhiruo's hand, the spiritual power of the middle of the fifth order, she really wouldn't be able to go head-on.

The third-order spiritual power collides with the fifth-order mid-stage spiritual power, which is simply the rhythm of looking for death, and it is completely pinched and suppressed.

As for why the Black Mist Lotus exploded, Ye Qiantong raised his head and looked at the top of the dead tree with a deep gaze, the head of the fierce beast that had been dug out of his skull was empty.

However, then her gaze slowly descended, looking at the twelve directions under the altar one by one, like a clock.

The heavenly stems and earthly branches, Qimen Dunjia, fantasy magic, yin and yang gossip, the mystery in this altar is not a star.

Ye Qiantong stared closely at the twelve directions below, and suddenly, a faint black gas overflowed from each direction.

These black silk gases contained some kind of violent energy, and they were like vines, going up along the dead tree, first winding around the dead tree, and finally gathering at the top of the beast skull nest.

The black gas is like a coiled silk, twisting and turning, the smoke is misty, and the black gas is constantly condensed, swirling, and lingering, and finally a black mist lotus is formed!!

In an instant, an even more eerie dark green light flashed from within, as if lightning was slashing through a black cloud.

Ye Qiantong thought that it would be silent in a flash, but she didn't expect that the strange dark green light not only did not dissipate, but was extremely active, like a naughty child finally breaking free from the shackles and shining wantonly.

Ye Qiantong's pair of phoenix eyes, which were as dark and clear as obsidian, narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips hooked up a bewitching smile.

This is the real Netherworld Fire!

A strange fire that makes the soul tremble!

At this moment, at the moment when this black mist lotus was formed, the entire layer at the top of the tower was as if it had fallen into the volcanic magma, scorching, hot, unbearable to breathe, irritable, and irritable.

The whole floor is filled with a deeply depressing and dull feeling, manic, violent, dangerous, invisibly giving people an invisible attack, constantly fighting, and the energy is amazing!

Ye Qiantong slowly took a step back, beads of sweat the size of beans overflowed from the corners of her forehead, and her clothes were quickly soaked.

Ye Qiantong's eyes wrinkled slightly, and he used his spiritual power to slowly evacuate these dry qi.

"Ahhh——!!h Suddenly, Murong Zhiruo erupted into a terrified and angry scream.

"Bang!" A fierce explosion sounded suddenly, followed by a fluctuation of the "boom" air, and the dark space suddenly lit up with a fire.

I saw that on Murong Zhiruo's side, dozens of bloodthirsty bats were screaming continuously, their whole bodies on fire, burning with flames, and the flames soared into the sky.

Soon, the flames were gone, and all the vicious bats were reduced to ashes.