When these flames appeared, they all flew away in the direction of San Lao Sheng Yan.

 The flames began to merge continuously in the void.

 It has gradually become scary.

The shadow of death hangs over everything.

Some people swallowed hard because when they got closer to the flames of death, they actually felt their life force draining away.

 “What is this?” someone asked in horror.

 “Why do I feel like I’m dying?”

 “Could this be...,” someone thought of something.

 I didn’t dare to speak for a while, so I could only remain silent, my pupils dilated.

“He’s crazy, the people in the palace are crazy, they’re all going to die.

 What does the Third Elder Shengyan want to do?"

“It seems that I am forced to have no choice but to use this trick.”

 Those who knew about it sighed.

 Xu Zimo did not stop him, but just looked at the other party calmly.

 He felt the aura of status.

But I’m not afraid.

 For him who has the Jumang inheritance, death is nothing.

 Unless you kill him with absolute force, just like the old thief.
Chapter completed!