Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The more certain he was, the more anxious Yutian Xuanhuang became. He spent too long time outside. How long can a frail little girl like Canglan last in such a ghostly place like the Far North?

Will it, already...

Yutian Xuanhuang quickly shook his head, no, absolutely not.

He didn't have time to find out who caught Canglan, and he didn't even bother to trouble him now. He just wanted to break through the Eastern Emperor Bell and find Zhuge Canglan. Clean up the black hands behind the scenes.

It's just that the Donghuang Bell is the first of the top ten artifacts in ancient times, but it takes a lot of work to get in.

Yutian Xuanhuang walked up with the magical light of the ancient artifact, standing under the Eastern Emperor Bell, he did not show any insignificance at all.

Putting the light golden cover on both hands, black and purple magic energy overflowed from the palm.

At first, there were not many strands, but later, it gradually increased, and the demonic energy was like a tumbling river. More and more, bigger and bigger.

The purple-black magic energy, like ink dripping into clear water, quickly faded away, forming two illusory purple-black magic lotuses, with uneven distribution of sizes, like beautiful wallpaper pasted on the Eastern Emperor Bell. over the mask.

The purple-black magic lotuses were originally individual, and they were all in the shape of buds, without blooming, but later they were gradually connected together like blood vessels.

After the last two magic lotuses were connected together, all the veins flashed a dazzling purple light.

The purple light was fleeting, but the tens of thousands of magic lotuses bloomed together in an instant, and that scene was spectacular in the whole world.

You can even smell the faint fragrance of lotus.

The lotus is a noble and pure thing, the flower of a gentleman, but this magic lotus, like a bewitching monster, suppresses the magical light of that day's aura.

The golden light under the cover of the magic lotus faintly dimmed, which made Feng Baiwan pale with shock. Could it be that Yutian Xuanhuang is so strong?How could even the Eastern Emperor Bell be suppressed?

Feng Baiwan panicked in his heart, but soon did burst into laughter.

"Tsk tsk, are you planning to go in with all your cultivation? Yutian Xuanhuang, you are really infatuated."

"Since you want to go in so much, I'm not without any kindness, so I will... show mercy and let you go in early."

Yutian Xuanhuang wanted to break into the extreme northern land covered by the Donghuang Bell, so Feng Baiwan was naturally very happy.

He originally wanted to invite the king into the urn, which saved him even more time.

Feng Baiwan controlled the Donghuang Bell from the air, and the Donghuang Bell gradually raised up, and a gap appeared in the magical light that was in contact with the ground. Although it was very small, there was only a small one, maybe less than ten centimeters, but this It was enough for Yutian Xuanhuang.

Of course Yutian Xuanhuang knew very well that the other party wanted to let him in on purpose, but he didn't have time to think about it. The moment the Eastern Emperor Bell was raised, he flashed a ray of purple light and instantly entered the Eastern Emperor Bell. Far North...

Feng Baiwan went in for a moment before Yuntian Xuanhuang went in to grab it, and laughed wildly: "Yutian Xuanhuang enjoy the time of saying goodbye to your little lover for the last time."

After more than [-] years, Yutian Xuanhuang came to the extreme north again.

This used to be a place where he hated rejection...

Because here is the only misstep in his life.

The first time he was tricked into coming in, and then all his men died in this snowy field, which was his heartbreak.

He had sworn never to set foot in the Far North again.

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