The source of this change is the sudden rolling of the sky and in the clouds.

In this rolling, a black tentacle suddenly hangs down from the clouds in the sky, and suddenly falls between Wang Baole and Feng Di, which is the center of the suction force.

The suction force at this position should be extremely large, but at this moment the black tentacle fell, which seemed light and fluttered, but there was no deviation due to the suction force.

Not only that, there was also a breath that made Wang Baole feel trembling. From the root of the black tentacles, he faintly appeared and did not hesitate at all. He decisively gave up and absorbed most of Feng Di, and his body quickly retreated.

And just as he retreated, four black tentacles suddenly hang down from the fog above. One of them was where Wang Baole was before, and another one fell on Feng Di, who was looking desperate in his eyes. Feng Di seemed to have lost all his resistance, and after letting the black tentacle fall, he tied it up in an instant.

The fourth tentacle fell on the young man Cheng Lingzi. The young man was confused and his body trembled, but like Feng Di, he seemed to have lost his resistance and was about to be touched by the tentacles.

But his existence is obviously valuable to Wang Baole, so Wang Baole's retreat appeared next to the boy. At the moment when the black tentacles hang down, Wang Baole grabbed the boy's shoulder and suddenly retreated.

Almost the moment the two left, the black tentacles suddenly hang down, touching the sky, but they didn't seem to care much, because... at this moment, more tentacles were falling from the sky, one after another, until hundreds of them were densely filled with them.

Feng Di was bound by one of them, and his body dried up crazily at a faster speed than when he was absorbed by Wang Baole. The whole process was only a dozen breaths, and Feng Di's body... became a mummy.

If you look closely, you can see... there are hundreds of such mummies hanging down on the hundreds of black tentacles, each of which is bound tightly and motionless.

But their clothes were not rotten, and even if they looked at them, they could tell that the style of clothes seemed to be not an era.

At this moment, the sky was still rolling, and the tentacles were still hanging down new, but the frequency was less than before. The figures of Wang Baole and Cheng Lingzi appeared in the distance while they were constantly regressing. Looking at the dense black tentacles in front of them, a splendid light appeared in Wang Baole's eyes.

The boy next to him was now away from this strange place, so he slowly recovered. The confusion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the trembling body and the strong fear that appeared on his expression.

"Remains of the Death God!!"

"The God of Death?" Wang Baole looked at the boy after hearing this.

The boy's body shivered. After noticing Wang Baole's inquiry, he quickly explained.

The so-called fallen god is actually a powerful person in the ancient era in Cheng Lingzi's cognition. Some of them died in the war of gods, and some died in the years, but any of them is comparable to the realm of desire masters or even higher levels.

These powerful people may still be sleeping in this first level of world so far, but the rumors are that they have already fallen, and their limbs will appear in this first level of world from time to time.

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Chapter completed!