Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

If he fails this time and disappears from the world, these people will be buried with him!!!

After Liu Wenmao finished, he stopped looking at the priest's face and turned to Liu Zhongyu, who had long lost consciousness, or who was just hanging in one breath. Calmly lying on the stone platform not far from Liu Zhongyu's side, he reached out and pressed the mechanism.

Then the mechanism that bounced out from under the stone platform locked the two people's bodies.

He pressed down the little bit of uneasiness that rose in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

The priest with the soul call bell in his hand stood between the feet of the two men. Looking at the two men with the same hair, they all lay quietly on the stone platform at this time.

If it weren't for the difference in the clothes they wear, it would be really difficult to tell the true identity of the two people.

The priest took a deep breath, held up the soul call bell in his hand, and a string of incomprehensible spells came out of the priest's mouth.

I don't speak very loudly. In addition, I can't hear what I'm saying,

However, with the passage of time, the priest seemed to be getting better and better.

Close your eyes, your body and arms begin a strange dance. Perhaps, it is more appropriate to use gestures to describe it.

The soul summoning bell in his hand also sent out strange buzzes with the actions of the priest.

Liu Zhongyu and Liu Wenmao, who had just been extremely calm, suddenly frowned at this time, and their faces gradually didn't look calm at the beginning. At the beginning, they began to be ferocious and distorted.

Not long ago, the bodies of the two people seemed to have tens of thousands of biting ants gnawing on them, shaking and twitching.

If there is a third person here.

Seeing this picture is likely to think that there is something wrong with your eyes.

Unexpectedly, it can be seen with the naked eye as if it was a gas, twisted floating above the two people's bodies. On one side, there are colorful lights. On the other side, it is black mixed with a kind of gray, although there is a little light occasionally.

But it's just a flash in the pan. It doesn't attract people's attention at all. It's like a dark cloud floating.

Gradually, over time.

The two groups of gas have begun to separate from the control of the body, slowly floating upward, beginning to test, collide and contact.

I don't know how long it has been. If the mantra chanted in the priest's mouth can be materialized, I'm afraid it can fill the space of the whole underground palace.

At the beginning, the air was just two gases colliding with each other. At this moment, it was almost like a winding hemp rope.

The colors are tightly intertwined with black, and black is tightly intertwined with the colors.

The collision in the air is twisted and can't be separated at all.

But the longer it takes, the stronger the black gas will be, at least much stronger than the colorful air mass.

Up to now, the colorful gas has not been as brilliant as it was at the beginning. Almost all the black gas will be fused with only some small residual light.