Pharaoh Crane felt a sharp pain all over his body.
The body seemed to be severed by countless sawtooths.
His face was pale, and the pain constantly stimulated his consciousness.
However, he didn't dare to evade, nor did he dare to resist.
"Useless trash, what is the use of my king raising you bunch of trash?!"
The voice of the Dark Lord is hoarse, full of frightening gloom.
Pharaoh Crane lay on the ground, panting heavily.
There were blood marks all over his face.
The limbs were already unable to move under the violent attack of the king of darkness.
Yes, hear the voice of the Lord of Darkness.
Pharaoh Crane still held on, slowly moved his body, and assumed a kneeling posture.
With a trembling voice, he said in horror: "My lord... my lord, forgive me, although this subordinate...although I failed in the mission of the Dementor Formation, but, my subordinate... this subordinate brought Ye Qingluo to me. return."
As he spoke, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Ye Qingluo who was standing stiffly aside, motionless.
For a long time, the Dark Lord didn't speak.
It's just that the extremely cold chill around is still spreading.
Rao Ye Qingluo, his skin was already in the cold, and goose bumps appeared one after another.
Finally, the voice of the King of Darkness sounded: "Ye Qingluo, that container?"
"That's right, that's the container of the Divine Phoenix Mystic Heart Jade." Pharaoh Crane responded immediately, "As long as there is the profound energy contained in the container, the subordinates can also speed up the speed at which the Master can unseal the seal."
Divine Phoenix Mysterious Heart Jade
container
Ye Qingluo's heart skipped a beat when he heard Pharaoh He's words, beating extremely fast.
Could it be...
What kind of Divine Phoenix Mysterious Heart Jade is this super powerful Mysterious Heart Jade of hers
And she is the container of this mysterious heart jade? Use your own body to raise this container of the Divine Phoenix Mysterious Heart Jade
Why can't I understand Pharaoh Crane, what does this mean
"Heh... You bastards are kind of useful." The Dark King sneered lowly.
Ye Qingluo suddenly felt that a pair of icy, horrifying gazes fell on her.
She couldn't sense exactly where the gaze was coming from.
Or…
She felt that people were staring at her everywhere.
When that gaze was stuck on her body.
Give her a nasty urge.
Ye Qingluo knows.
The Dark Lord is watching her.
She couldn't move, her heartbeat couldn't be fast, and her breathing couldn't be fast.
The Dark Lord is not Crane Pharaoh.
A small problem may expose the fact that she is not being controlled at this time.
"If you don't do it yet, send the container to me. Could it be... Do you want me to do it yourself?"
The cold voice of the Dark Lord just fell.
Pharaoh Crane's kneeling body flew backwards again.
Crane Pharaoh rolled several times on the ground.
Enduring the severe pain, he rushed towards Ye Qingluo's direction while rolling and crawling.
"What are you doing here in a daze! Go to the Lord's side!" Pharaoh Crane ordered in a low voice when he approached Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo stiffened, raised her feet, and walked towards the round altar.
Pharaoh Crane took the opportunity to mutter about secret techniques, and gave himself a simple treatment and pain relief before catching up.
The closer to the altar, the more bloody smell permeated Ye Qingluo's breath.
The smell of blood.
The smell when I was with her in the flame lair and the bones were all over the ground was even more pungent and unpleasant.
In particular, the strong bloody aura was also mixed with a strong mysterious and yin aura.