Chapter 4589: 5.0341 in a doom

Chapter 4589 5.0341 In Doom
At the same time, the young man with deep waxy yellow eye sockets suddenly trembled suddenly.
There was a loud noise, accompanied by a pungent smell.
The air was suddenly filled with a smell of rot and sour smell, and the yellow powder of Lili Li flew to the crowd like a drizzle.
A broken cyclone swept away a cyclone in front of him, dragged the small face behind him, his eyes stared coldly.
Several people dodged in time, and their movements were very fast. At the time of the moonbreaking sounds, Chen Chen, Mi Yan, and Feng Changqing had already circled a defense barrier.
It was a surprise to finally avoid the floating yellow powder three feet away.
Qiaomu poked his head out from behind the broken moon and raised his hand expressionlessly.
Lan Ling's pure fire burned in the past, but everyone clearly saw that the yellow powder was endless under the blue spirit's pure fire.
Hundreds of thousands of small yellow powder still floating in the air, clear to the naked eye.
The tree immediately decided to take out the realm of doom, and at the stroke of the hand, they absorbed all these yellow powders.
The crowd was relieved, but the look on their faces was not relaxed at all.
"Eight layers of blue spirits can't extinguish these yellow particles," said the dignified moon. "We don't know what this is."
Taohuaxian Zun nodded. "It seems that Tianyun has come up with new tricks again."
Everyone looked sideways, and saw those who had been salvaged from the sea. At this time they were all broken, and they couldn't die any more.
The tree was condensed, with a hint of coldness on his face.
Raising his hand, the heart of doom popped up, and saw the dark, lustrous, black, lustrous bead slowly rising.
Thousands of black light were emitted, and stagnated in the air into a black light curtain.
The light curtain dazzled for a moment.
The scene in Doom was like a picture scroll that unfolded, slowly flowing down.
On the black light curtain, there is a touch of painting, slowly flowing as the figure runs.
The crowd looked around.
However, on the screen, several disciples of Shadow City were running wildly across the vast earth with a crazy look.
Everyone was gray-headed and covered with injuries.
It is obvious that this time in the territory of doom, has long been tossed to death, and is about to die.
Speaking of them, there were as many as twenty or thirty disciples of Shadow City who were caught in the heart of doom.
But after this period of "grinding", the state of doom completely shattered their life hopes.
The few remaining are probably the strongest of these disciples.
They live the longest and earn the longest.
But after thousands of times of killing and dooming in the state of doom, even the hard-minded people, their willpower is almost worn out.
Qiao Mumo kept silent, staring at the shadow city disciples who were driven forward by the dark yellow particles.
"Give up your soul and surrender to me."
A disciple of the shadow city, like a bird of surprise, looks up at the sky, "Who are you?"
The remaining five disciples of the Shadow City who left the fruit, without a single word of nonsense, gave out a ray of their soul directly, and ran forward with their teeth.
Qiao Mu raised her hand, and the five souls were immediately taken into her hands.
(End of this chapter)