Throw the Little Devils into the Dark Rift Valley, and soon, the eerie wind will rise from below, blowing the dried corpses out.
This time, as the eerie wind dissipates and the dried corpse begins to fall, Yu Ziqing makes a grab mid-air. The Yang God suddenly opens its eyes, seeing the dried corpse flying toward the cliff.
The gray-white dried corpse of the Little Demon lands with a gentle collision, shattering directly like sand.
Yu Ziqing doesn't rush to touch it; he carefully senses for a while and finds that all the power is gone.
The Devil's Demonic Qi, blood, all the internal power is completely vanish, you couldn't squeeze juice this clean.
Yu Ziqing reaches out his hand, ready to touch, when Lou Huai hurriedly stops him.
"Big brother, let me."
Then, Lou Huai grabs a bound Little Demon and presses it into the pile of pulverized remains.
After waiting for a while, the Little Demon shows no reaction.
