Surprise! This son of God is actually a villain

The old man was very angry.

Yan Sha had an additional spider of evil on his body.

Judging from this person's cultivation, he must be a prominent person of this generation.

Among the Yan'e clan of this generation, apart from the crippled saint witch Yan Hua, there is only her brother whose name is still unknown.

Nan Xunran smiled indifferently, with the corner of his mouth raised just right, and he slowly said: "I am also looking forward to meeting the crippled saint witch of this generation."

Yan Sha heard this, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. Obviously, he didn't expect Nan Xunran to be able to see through his identity so easily.

He exclaimed: "You are really as powerful as the rumors say."

As soon as he finished speaking, black mist rose from his feet, completely covering his figure.

The completely black pupils were looming in the black mist, and then gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Only his words slowly echoed in the air: "Sister asked me to tell you that we will meet when the time is right."

Pei Zimo frowned slightly, his eyebrows twisted into a knot, and whispered: "What? You're leaving now?"

Qiu Lingxuan folded his hands in front of his chest, shook his head and said: "Do those who are good at witchcraft like to talk like this? Leave an unclear word and leave?"

The Yan'e clan has always been proficient in witchcraft, and each generation of the Canyan Saint Witch is the leader in this way.

This generation of Canyan Saint Witch is the strongest in history. Although she has not yet been born, the geniuses of various families basically know her existence.

The art of witchcraft is inherently strange and unpredictable, and it is difficult to deal with it. In addition, she is invincible in the same realm. For the geniuses of various families, she is undoubtedly an extremely difficult and powerful opponent.

Hearing this, Nan Xunran thought for a moment, then flashed and flew to the bottom of the cliff, followed by the others.

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Bottom of the Soul Burial Cliff

As soon as Qiu Lingxuan landed, he screamed: "What?!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on his feet, and they saw a dark red flower bud crushed by him, and thick blood-like liquid gushed out, emitting bursts of strange breath.

Pei Zimo leaned forward, and just as he leaned over to check, he was instantly entangled by a force.

He looked around, except for Nan Xunran who was standing aside and safe, the others were also tied up.

Jin Jinyu looked at the thing that was entangled with her, and a wisp of smoke appeared in her palm. The thing paused for a moment, and Jin Jinyu took the opportunity to cut it off.

She glanced at everyone and found that the vine-like thing was translucent, and blood could be clearly seen flowing inside, and the source was the flower buds.

Jin Jinyu raised the corner of her mouth and chuckled: "This thing is sucking blood."

Pei Zimo and his men broke free effortlessly, and their eyes turned to the front. The whole road was full of such flower buds.

Pei Zimo patted the dust on his body and said loudly: "Master, I will open the way!"

After that, his spiritual power suddenly burst out, and the whole person turned into a phantom and rushed into the flower buds.

He waved his hands with unparalleled sharp light, and the sword shadows intertwined, and he forcibly cut a path in this airtight flower bud.

Then, he turned back, his eyes bright and full of expectation.

Nan Xunran looked at him quietly, with a slight smile on her lips, and reached out to pat Pei Zimo's shoulder.

Qiu Lingxuan followed behind and watched this scene, muttering softly: "He's almost turned into a dog."

Pei Zimo had sharp ears and heard this, but he didn't care. He just glanced at him, then followed Nan Xunran and strode out of the road.

Qiu Lingxuan widened his eyes in surprise, thinking to himself: "This guy is not angry?

At the end of the road, there is a ruined palace. On the pillars of the palace, strange and bizarre flowers are climbing wantonly.

The petals are as red as blood, flashing a weird light in the dim light.

On the ground, the petals are piled up like a mountain, revealing a creepy gorgeousness.

In the center of the palace, an ancient willow tree stands quietly, surrounded by countless flickering light spots.

Under the tree is a deep pool of water, and the drooping willow branches gently brush the water surface, occasionally splashing a few mysterious glimmers.

In the pool, something is emitting a faint light.

Pei Zimo narrowed his eyes and looked carefully: "It seems to be a bottle?"

Pei Ziheng nodded and said: "This should be the spiritual essence, a spiritual medicine that can directly improve one realm."

Qiu Lingxuan looked around: "Is there no guardian beast? "

As he spoke, he swaggered forward and took a few steps towards the pond, trying to gauge the surroundings.

In an instant,

The quiet willow branches began to flutter wildly, all lashing at Qiu Lingxuan.

Qiu Lingxuan dodged left and right, easily avoiding the attack of the willow branches.

Pei Ziheng looked calm and said calmly: "It seems that this willow tree is the guardian tree."

Qiu Lingxuan tapped the ground with his toes, and his body was like a swallow, escaping from the encirclement of the willow branches and flying back to Nan Xunran.

However, those willow branches were relentless, stretched wildly, and attacked them aggressively.