All the spiritual energy in his body will be swallowed up by the Spirit Devouring Valley, leaving nothing behind.
Even if Di Lingtian was lucky enough to walk out of the Spirit Devouring Valley, most of his strength would be lost.
Luo Chen wanted to kill Di Lingtian with ease.
Thinking of this, Luo Chen felt relieved. He turned to look at the Yuan clan leader and others who had been watching, and narrowed his eyes.
"What are you still doing standing there? The battle is over, why don't you get over here!"
After hearing Luo Chen's call, Chief Yuan and other ministers from the Spirit Tribe spread their wings and flew to Luo Chen's side.
Witnessing what happened to Jun Mohuang, all of them had extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.
She saved their lives, but they could only watch helplessly as Luo Chen forced her to jump into the Soul Devouring Valley.
This is very uncomfortable for the spirit race who always pay attention to repaying kindness.
Luo Chen snorted coldly, and the girl in white looked at Chief Yuan and the others with displeasure in her heart.
These scoundrels were actually worried about Di Lingtian and Jun Mohuang.
Luo Chen flew with the girl in white to the valley, the destination of this trip.
A flash of golden light came through the sky, fell directly into the hands of the girl in white, and turned into a golden lotus petal.
The girl in white curled her lips slightly, and her eyes filled with ecstasy.
Good, she finally got a golden lotus petal.
Now, there are only three petals left in the entire holy pool.
That bitch Mo Huang fell into the Soul Devouring Valley, and the three petals she didn't get will all be hers!
…
Deep in the holy pool.
The man in white has been observing the many golden lotuses.
When he saw that one of the petals finally turned white, he could finally breathe a little easier.
He paid a huge price to help that woman.
If she still can't get a single petal, then there is truly no cure.
This is a great start.
Di Lingtian, this war without gunpowder between you and me has begun.
The man in white raised his lips slightly and began to meditate with his eyes closed again, entering a deep state of cultivation.
In the Valley of Devouring Souls.
Di Lingtian, Jun Mohuang and Zishuilan were falling at high speed.
At high speed, the strong wind in the valley became more violent, blowing everyone like a steel knife.
The valley was filled with gray fog, and the three of them could not see clearly what the bottom of the valley looked like.
Di Lingtian held Jun Mohuang tightly in his arms and did not let a single breath of wind hit her.
A strong sense of weightlessness enveloped everyone.
"Ling Tian, don't be like this, I can resist it."
Jun Mohuang tugged on his sleeves and spoke in a secret voice transmission method.
"Huang'er, don't talk about this again, otherwise I will stop talking to you."
"Falling from a high altitude, coupled with a wen, I think it will taste pretty good."
Di Lingtian hugged her tighter, his tone full of expectation.
Jun Mohuang's ears turned red. This man was out of shape all day long, and he was still saying such things at this time.
After Di Lingtian said this, her heart returned to calm.
No matter what dangers there are down there, the two of them are always there.
"Di Lingtian, don't talk to Mo Huang anymore, we are about to reach rock bottom."
The gray fog gradually dissipated, and Zishuilan could vaguely see the bottom of the valley.
He just guessed that the two of them were talking in secret words, but he didn't know what Di Lingtian was talking about specifically.
Otherwise, you have to overturn the bottle of old vinegar in your heart.
Di Lingtian pursed his lips slightly, noncommittal.
"Huang'er, hold me tight."
He took out a glider from the opened space ring, and after Jun Mohuang hugged him, he freed his hands and adjusted the direction.
The glider follows the wind and glides along the valley.
(End of chapter)