Chapter 3091

Those mysterious people sit cross legged around the refining platform, with their eyes closed, constantly consuming the spiritual power in their bodies.

There are also a few dark face, sometimes pale, sometimes iron green.

What's more, some dark people have dark faces and distort their facial features in pain.

It's like there's some kind of power surging through their bodies.

But they still insist on transmitting their spiritual power.

What's going on?

"Watch out for the fire under the body."

In the ear, comes the sound which the man reminds.

Night clear eyes a turn, fell on those burning flame above.

At first, she saw nothing wrong.

He is about to take back his sight and ask emperor Mo Xuan.

Her eyes flashed.

The flame The arc of combustion It's not normal!

No, No

It's not an ordinary flame!

Night clear face, suddenly become dignified.

The arc of the burning, dancing flame

It's just like a person In constant struggle, painful struggle, desperate struggle

Indistinctly, we can see a strong black Yin Qi rising from the flame and melting into the body of the corpse hanging in the air.

Night Qingluo grasped emperor Mo Xuan's arm: "it's not a flame It's the soul of man People's resentment... "

"That's right." Emperor Mo Xuan's deep reply was, "the refining of corpse puppet is to use human soul and resentment, and then merge with special secret method to make corpse puppet become a killing weapon."

"For the sake of these defective products, the dark palace took the human soul as its feeding food..." Night Qingluo clenched his fist in shock. "Does this kind of behavior of desperation of nature, do the three realms and the so-called Tiandao of maintaining the balance of the interface, ignore it?"

"It's not that we don't care, it's too late." Emperor Mo Xuan touched her hair. "The distance between the superior interface and the lower interface is too far. If it wasn't for the powerful energy to attract the attention of the balance historiographer in the upper bound, they would have come..."

"However, the people behind the dark palace have grasped the boundary of this energy. If someone had not reported it, the balance historiographer of the superior interface would not have noticed it at all."

This is the so-called, mountain high, Emperor far, can I do what rhythm?

"The most important thing is The identity of the people behind the scenes is likely to be beyond the control of the balanced historiographer. " Emperor Mo Xuan sank the voice, "now, can only wait for the light dance with news."

Night Qingluo purses her pink lips and stares at the flame that seems to be leaping and surging, but is actually struggling with pain.

Her slender fingers were curled up one by one.

She's not a virgin.

However, it is absolutely impossible to kill innocent people like the dark palace.

At the same time, in her heart, she also firmly determined to destroy the base.

When they were talking.

Si yanmu has gone in.

He shivered and whispered something to a man who came from the dark, covered in black.

Soon, Si yanmu handed the black robed man the token in his hand.

His hands, shaking.

The man in black sneered: "I don't know what the people above think. I sent you such a coward to ask for the corpse puppet. Can you successfully take the corpse puppet out with your courage?"

"I, I'm not afraid I, I can... " Si yanmu trembled in his voice, "you, you, hurry up, hand over the corpse puppet to me, like Shengfa, still waiting for me..."

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