A crack suddenly appeared between Mr. Yuluo's eyebrows, and an enchanting figure appeared.

This is a woman who still has charm, wearing a black and gold dress, gorgeous yet majestic.

Her oval face was extremely cold, and her eyes were a rare black-gold color, making people look at her in a daze.

"You dare to touch my son?"

She looked at Chen Xuance coldly.

Chen Xuance: "..." "It's him!"

Chen Xuance turned green for a moment and pointed at Su Xuan decisively.

This is undoubtedly the mother of Master Yu Luo, the half-step spirit emperor.

"No matter who you are, if there is anything wrong with my son, you will die! Especially you, I will cut you into pieces!"

The woman made a cold sound, pointed her finger at Chen Xuance, and a mark penetrated his body.

"boom!"

Su Xuan sneered and took action decisively, directly crushing this piece of consciousness.

Chen Xuance: "..." He almost cried.

"Su Xuan, why didn't you take action earlier?

It’s over, she’s left a mark on me.”

Chen Xuance said with a cry, being targeted by a half-step spirit emperor was no joke.

He glared at Su Xuan: "Su Xuan, did you do this on purpose? You had known that this kid was weird and he was trying to trick me, didn't you?"

"I started very quickly, okay?"

Su Xuandao.

Chen Xuance looked sad and angry: "I'm just telling you, how could such good things happen to me?"

"I didn't force you."

Su Xuan shrugged. To be honest, he was quite surprised.

Chen Xuance: "..." His face turned pale.

then.

He looked firmly at Mr. Yuluo.

"Fuck your mother!"

He cursed fiercely, and his methods became more ruthless and cruel.

Mr. Yuluo's body was twitching continuously, and he was starting to dry up visibly to the naked eye.

After one stick of incense, Mr. Yuluo was sucked dry by Chen Xuance.

"Bah, your mother dared to mess with me, and I sucked her too!"

He spat, with a fierce look on his face but trembling lips.

Su Xuan patted Chen Xuance and said: "People are dead, so don't say harsh words. We'll talk to his mother next time.

Don’t worry, I will accompany you.”

"Can't you say a nice word of comfort, or give me some treasures to soothe my wounded heart?"

Chen Xuance looked at Su Xuan and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Su Xuan said "hehe".

"Okay, I won't mention this anymore.

Now I need you to use the evil soul bloodline as a guide to find me."

Su Xuan's eyes sparkled.

Ever since I chased the immortal corpse, contact has been lost for nearly three years. If I say I'm not worried, I'd be lying. After all, Su Xuan's whole life lies in this deity.

……at the same time.

In a swampy place in the Thirty Thousand Years Tomb.

Tangze carefully emerged from a pool of water.

He exhaled heavily.

"Damn, it's finally safe."

He was both happy and angry.

Fortunately, Su Xuan went after Mr. Yuluo before, and by now the boy must have burped.

He was angry that his majestic Othello Palace was being hunted down in such a panic! "If the evil lord doesn't kill him, there will be chaos in the Eastern Wasteland."

The contact during this period of time gave Tang Ze this idea.

"Hide for a while and see. If the evil master is still there, I will leave the Immortal and Demon Cemetery."

Tangze said to himself, although he was angry, he was also really scared.

He breathed restrainedly, carefully hiding himself.

But just now.

"Whoosh whoosh..." A strange sound suddenly sounded faintly in my ears.

Tang Ze was startled, feeling inexplicably terrified.

Then he looked up and his scalp was numb.

I saw two people carrying a coffin in the distance, followed by a series of ferocious and terrifying spirits. It was obvious at a glance that they were very powerful evil spirits.

What frightened Tangze the most was that there were some strange figures after this.

"Holy curse vision?"

"How is it possible? With my strength, how can I induce the holy curse vision?"

Tang Ze's hair stood on end and he almost jumped up, but he held it back and kept his head down.

"Passing by, just passing by..." He prayed with a pale face.

It's a pity...it took a while.

Tang Ze looked up and saw the bronze coffin hanging above his head.

It’s over! Tang Ze’s head felt dizzy.

And the next moment.

Under his confused gaze, a small coffin, only three feet in size, flew out of the bronze coffin and was printed directly on Tang Ze's back.

And then... walked away.

Tang Ze: "..." Send a coffin?
Chapter completed!