The lid of the coffin slowly opened, and a feeling of suffocation like a black cloud pressing down on the top followed.

At this time, no matter who they were, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all gave birth to an emotion called panic, and the coldness began to spread from the deepest part of the soul, accumulating layer by layer in everyone's body, and the piercing chill made the soul tremble.

"Mom! Mom! ”

The abyss echoed with the girl's mournful cries.

Wang Jingling rushed to the other side around the Blood Pool Spirit, hugging and regaining her human form

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