He looked through all the memories of this body, but did not find that there was such a procedure to enter the city.

The guard smiled and said, "Your Excellency, don't get me wrong. This is the spiritual liquid taken from the spiritual race. It has no effect on us, all the monks of all races, but it has many benefits.

But for the evil demon, it is like a very poison.

This is just to prevent the evil demons from taking the opportunity to get into the city."

"So that's it." Carl's heart sank slightly, but he did not resist the fall of Qingshui.

There is no problem with the first dozen demon lords entering, which proves that the threat of spiritual liquid is limited, and he has no reason to be afraid of this.

The spiritual liquid fell.

Carl felt a slight tingling pain in his body, but the feeling quickly disappeared.

Obviously, the spiritual race that produces spiritual liquid is not strong and cannot threaten the existence of the demon king level.

Throughout the process.

Carl showed no abnormality.
Chapter completed!