My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen preliminarily determined that she was Shangguan Ronghui.

The timing of this appearance is somewhat different.

In the past, it was all night.

This time, it was daytime.

Nan Chen glanced at the black mist figure beside him.

The black mist figure next to him also looked at him.

The two of them had only vague eye contact and could not speak.

At the same time, a black-robed mage suddenly said:

"Everyone, let's start with her and cast a spell!"

After finishing speaking, the black-robed mage pointed to the black mist figure beside Nan Chen.

Nan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Starting with her, what is this for?

Just as Nan Chen thought of this, the other three mages had already started chanting mantras.

A series of strange incantations seemed to be chanting.

With the appearance of that strange incantation voice.

The blood red of the altar became more bright red.

Blood burst.

Blood flowed on the altar.

Finally, they continue to converge in the center.

The red light is getting brighter and brighter.

Although Nan Chen couldn't feel that kind of breath, the scene was very depressing.

Looking at the black mist figure next to him.

Also appeared apprehensive.

But it cannot speak, nor can it dodge or make actions.

He could only stare at the red that was constantly condensing on the altar.

In the end, a black-robed mage suddenly shouted:

"Traveling the gods! Order!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood light seemed to turn into a blood snake.

Suddenly, he rushed towards the black shadow next to Nan Chen.

The last one pierced into her forehead.

The originally pitch-black figure turned blood red at this moment.

At the same time, her body trembled suddenly.

It seems very uncomfortable, very painful.

Nan Chen was terrified when he saw it, although he didn't know what he was doing.

But definitely not a good thing.

Not only that, with the use of this "soul control method".

That figure, gradually, was able to make a sound...

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The voice was hazy, but one could tell that it was a female voice.

"Ah, yes, it hurts, it hurts..."

The bloody figure trembled.

He kept screaming, and his figure kept shaking.

A pair of eyes, full of pain.

Nan Chen was at the side, watching with horror.

He didn't know what these monsters were doing.

But definitely not a good thing.

But he couldn't escape, and he couldn't make a sound.

All he could do was watch it all.

Even if you want to close your eyes, you can't do it.