"After plotting against me, you still want to hurt my host. Who gave you the courage to do so?!"
The overbearing and unruly voice carried an arrogance that could not be disobeyed, and the overwhelming red fire turned into a roaring fire dragon and roared towards the fourth soul-suppressing pillar!
A wisp of light gray substance hidden in the soul-suppressing pillar glared at Yun Qingyan with a very humane and resentful look, and retreated silently.
As long as he is still alive, it is possible that he will wait until the next ant comes in, invades his consciousness, and regains his life!
Alive... Yes... As long as he lives...
The light gray substance struggled to escape from the soul-suppressing pillar. After leaving the soul-suppressing pillar, its entire body shrank in size and looked a little awkward!
It was extremely fast, floating to one side at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye!
"Boom!" The roaring fire dragon hit the soul-suppressing pillar, and the sky-reaching soul-suppressing pillar instantly turned into nothingness in the fire dragon!
Just when the light gray silk thread thought it had escaped, it suddenly found itself being clamped tightly by two slender fingers!
It began to panic and struggled violently, but between the two white jade-like fingers, it was like a grasshopper jumping after autumn.
"It turns out it's not that old guy. It's just a wisp of desire and evil thoughts that inherited part of the memory and thought that it was the original owner after becoming conscious." His voice was contemptuous and mocking, "Since he died a long time ago, it's better to die completely."
Red flames rose between the two fingers, and Huangyan's fingers gradually tightened!
"Ah!" There was a miserable howl, and the black thread kept twisting crazily.
"If...if you kill me! You...you won't survive!" A hoarse and ferocious voice came out.
"Oh?" Huang Yan raised his voice and glanced at the altar under his feet, "What do you think I hate the most?"
"Ah!" The tearing voice was still roaring.
Before he could answer, Huang Yan had already answered for him in the second half of the sentence, "What I hate most is - threats!"
"So, you'd better die!" The flames in his hands shot up, doubling in strength again!
"I... I want you... to be buried with you!" With a hysterical cry, the gray silk thread jumped suddenly, and then, white light gathered at the bottom of the entire formation again!
Once again, it was no longer the white light that had previously deceived Yun Qingyan and others into blinding their sight, but a real death ray!
After doing all this, there was no need for the red flames to burn, and the gray silk thread did not have much power left, and disappeared under the red flames in an instant!
But Huang Yan's expression suddenly changed!
Unexpectedly, a wisp of residual thoughts transformed into evil thoughts could actually control the killing array here to emit such a powerful force!
"Little guy!" Huang Yan turned around hurriedly, wanting to take Yun Qingyan to leave. When he turned around to look, he felt much relieved.
When she realized something was wrong, Yun Qingyan took the unconscious Little Emperor Jiuque and ran away from the formation!
Interlaced white lights shot out from the formation, carrying the power of death!
"Boom, boom, boom!" The ground shook and countless rubble poured down!
Huang Yan waved his hand and put up a barrier of red fire to block the white light that occasionally shot out of the altar due to the instability of the formation!
"The space here is about to collapse, we must get out immediately!" He said coldly, and suddenly felt the chains on his body being pulled, as if they were pulling him into the restricted area of Xuanjie again!
"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, and Huang Yan anxiously said to Yun Qing, "Little guy, I will send you out first!"
(End of chapter)