This blood and flesh cave, so dark!
Lingxihua laughed loudly, but did not take advantage of him, just pulled himself out of the pit, igniting in black spirit flames, staggering outward. The smile on the lips hasn't stopped, the tears in the eyes haven't dried.
No need to kill Xiong Sansi, this guy is already dead.
No need to fight for anything, the road of the Three Evil Tribulation Monarch has appeared.
But isn't he, Lingxihua, the first spirit clan in the world?
Never was?
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In the Mirror World, Jiang Wang was repeatedly ignited by the Divine Fire, and extinguished it again and again.
In the calls of the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods that hadn't stopped, he was now almost crouching in the grass that could only cover his ankles, though he had tried hard to hide, anyone turning around could easily pull him out of hiding.
The road home was still unclear, but hiding was no longer possible.
The worst situation has already arrived.
