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Chapter 1947 Despair

When Gulu's identity was confirmed and when he realized that the giants behind her could not directly descend to the lower realm, the panic in the old woman's heart no longer existed.

Although the Guru tribe is powerful, this does not mean that Guru is so powerful, so irresistible and invincible.

On the contrary, because Gulu was too young, she would have a huge opportunity.

The greater the terror, the stronger the strength, and now, she may be able to plunder all of these strengths and add them to herself.

At this moment, she was extremely excited about this trip to the lower realm.

And her direct words also caused great consequences to everyone, including Ling Zhi, Yun Qingyi and others.

Earlier, the old woman showed her expression when she saw Ling Zhi using the Yin-Yang rules. At that time, everyone was a little unable to understand where this came from.

It was not until she spoke directly that everyone realized in horror that the old woman could actually plunder the rule fragments from the warrior's body and directly integrate them into her body for her own use!

They didn't know whether this was an old woman's unique method or a very common method in the upper world.

But this is really terrifying.

Because from this point of view, each of them naturally turned into prey in front of the old woman.

Compared with the old woman, Ling Zhi's mood was a little relaxed and even a little lucky.

Because from the old woman's panicked expression before, it is not difficult to infer that Gulu's father must be still alive, not only alive, but also very powerful. The old woman, a half-ancestral realm, was so frightened when she mentioned the other party.

At least this news is the best news for Gulu.

If Guru was happy, he was naturally happy for him.

"It's meaningless to know your identity and use this beast to deal with you." The old woman stood inside the living body and suddenly pointed at her heart.

The creature that had originally had to open his eyes completely suddenly closed at this moment.

"Its strongest power is the moment when it was alive, but when it was resurrected, its power may be much weaker." The old woman said to herself, raised her hand, and directly brought the creature back into her body and took a step back.

She took the initiative to give up this second move.

However, Ling Zhi was very clear about this. If it was a creature with his own soul, then he would inevitably be suppressed by extremely powerful people when facing Guru, and his strength would be greatly reduced.

So when I learned Gulu's identity, the old woman gave up this move, which was the wisest choice.

"The third move."

The old woman's eyes were flashing with a dangerous light, she looked at Ling Zhi and Guru and spoke.

She raised her hand and let her dry arms stretch forward, but could not be straightened because she was too old, and the old woman's body was indeed extremely old and she had almost no surplus of anger.

This time, the sleeves on her entire arms burst open, and countless red silk threads pulled out and rushed towards Ling Zhi and Gulu.

The third move she used was the one she had just killed.

For the old woman, as long as she kills Ling Zhi and Guru within three moves, then naturally no one can attack her and make another three moves next.

As long as no one can hit her three moves, she will naturally win.

And this third move is also her last chance.

With this move, she had to fight back Ling Zhi and Gulu, because only in this way could she be qualified to seize the Supreme City.

This is the rule of Taishang City, and the old woman does not think she has the ability to ignore this rule.

Because Taishang City is something that is coveted by the giants in the upper world, and it is not something that her half-ancestor can do between her palms and fingers.

She just killed someone and used a small piece of red silk thread on the sleeve of her arm. At this moment, she tried her best, but her two arms were exposed to the air.

She raised her hand, and the red silk threads lingered towards Ling Zhi and the others as she wished.

At this moment, outside the Taishang Illusion Realm, in the Taishang City, Shu Feiyao's delicate eyebrows were slightly entangled, and her star-like eyes passed through the red silk threads in the sky and fell directly on the old woman's arm.

It fell near the old woman's armpit.

The muscles on the old woman's hands and arms almost became fluid and no longer existed, like only a few bones, and then the skin and meridians stuck to it, even the flesh and blood seemed to be insufficient.

There are all kinds of terrifying old-fashioned spots on it, which are terrifying and ugly.

But Shu Feiyao may have seen things with the help of Xinghai, but it is easier to see the essence.

Under the old woman's old arms, she noticed a little difference.

That was under the armpit of the old woman's right arm, there was a little bit of white that was almost impossible to detect.

There is very little white, very little, like a slightly strange spot, which is really not eye-catching.

But the old woman was probably shocked by Gulu's identity, or perhaps because she thought that she could devour the power of rules in Gulu and Lingzhi's bodies, and her mood was extremely turbulent, which led to her neglecting this point.

So the old woman herself did not realize that the white spot under her armpits exposed to Shu Feiyao's eyes.

"This..." Shu Feiyao's eyes quickly fell to the old woman's other arm, but the old woman seemed to have noticed it at this time, and suddenly pressed her arm down, blocking her view.

Shu Feiyao's heart was shocked, and for a moment, many speculations surged into her heart.

...

On the other hand, in the stands, Ling Zhi and Gulu's expressions were quite serious when facing the old woman's third move.

"Gulu, try to protect yourself as much as possible, and don't think about taking this move. In the next three moves, we must retain our strength." Ling Zhi said to Gulu bluntly.

If you want to passively take over the old woman's full-strength attack, even a warrior with similar strength to the old woman, it is impossible to do it. What about him and Gulu?

It is the wisest choice to preserve your strength and wait for the next counterattack.

but……

After all, Ling Zhi underestimated the terror of the powerful half-ancestral realm.

When he condensed the method of dead trees in spring, intertwined with red silk threads, and when he slurped the power of thunder without reservation on these silk threads with a gurgle.

For the first time in their lives, they understood what a terrible emotion felt.

This emotion is called despair.
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