It is still where the original space crack appeared. Although it has been restored, it has become the weakest part of this complete space.

Buzz——!

Cracks in the space are gradually appearing. It seems that someone has opened a channel to this place and is coming soon.

A stream of light came out of the beast ring. The beast ring was put on Yue Wuzheng's body. What Zhu Nian was holding was Ye Guilan's head. When it came out, it looked at Yue Wuzheng several times with lingering fear.

The furry touch reappeared, Ye Guilan smiled and raised his hand to stroke it, Zhu Nian hugged Ye Guilan tighter with fear in his eyes.

Ye Guilan is better, or she is better.

"Gone."

Yue Wuzheng whispered, picked up Ye Guilan directly, and stared at Zhu Nian with his dark eyes, "What are you waiting for?"

Zhu Nian's beast pupils shrank, his sharp claws instantly raised, and a crack in the space instantly appeared.

When they jumped into the crack, another space crack opened at the weakest point.

The cracks opened, and some fabrics flew out. The huge poppies embroidered on them made Ye Guilan and Yue Wuzheng smile knowingly. It was indeed the Black Soul Palace.

Whoosh!

The two figures jumped into the crack in space and disappeared instantly. After a blink of an eye, several figures jumped out from the second crack.

Three figures jumped out from the crack in the space and quickly looked around. After checking once, they gathered around the corpse of the witch on the ground.

Another figure jumped out from the crack.

"Master Wujiang, Master Witch is confirmed to be dead."

The three people who came in first knelt down on one knee and did not dare to raise their heads after finishing speaking. They did not have the courage to look directly at Wanqi Wujiang.

Wan Qi Wujiang didn't make a sound. He stared at the place where Ye Guilan Yue Wuzheng disappeared just now, and narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

Someone just left here.

The three people kneeling on the ground trembled. Wanqi Wujiang stood there without moving for a long time, and they did not dare to make any sound.

Finally, he moved.

His eyes left somewhere in the space, he glanced at the empty and silent area around him, and said in a low voice, "The Yunsheng clan moves very slowly, chase."

"yes!"

The three figures left quickly, looking like they couldn't wait to escape.

Wanqi Wujiang walked slowly to the dead witch. The two corpses on the ground were still well preserved and showed no signs of decay.

Squatting down, Wan Qi Wujiang sneered and took out a pair of black gloves with golden poppy dark patterns on the cuffs.

After putting on the gloves, he went straight to the location of the spirit seed on the witch's human corpse. After rummaging for a while, Wanqi Wujiang stopped.

Narrow eyes, faint animal pupils appeared, and the corners of the mouth slowly opened.

His eyes were fixed on the location of the spirit seed, which was empty except for flesh and blood.

"Taken?"

Wanqi Wujiang murmured, and directly grabbed a piece of flesh and blood with his hand and pulled it out of the witch's body. The bright red flesh and blood shrank slightly in his palm, but there was still fresh blood remaining on it.

"The blood that has no return is wasted like this..."

Phew!

The lump of flesh and blood in his hand was instantly crushed by Wan Qi Wujiang, and the meat residue mixed with blood sprayed out, and a lot of it splashed onto his face.

"The Yunsheng clan has no ability to kill the Phantom God, let alone the second form of the witch."

Wanqi Wujiang murmured, and the tip of his tongue couldn't help but poke out to lick the blood on his lips, and his eyes dimly lit up.

"Xiao Guilan, are you here?"

Wan Qi Wujiang stood up, stared at the spot where he was staring just now, and chuckled, "If it's really you, treat it as a surprise from my uncle."

Not bothering to look at the corpse on the ground anymore, Wanqi Wujiang took a deep breath, feeling that there seemed to be some other breath in the air.

After some time passed, three figures came back.

"Master Wujiang, the Yunsheng clan...are missing."

The beast's pupils widened slightly, Wan Qi Wujiang looked at the vast area around him, and suddenly smiled.

This laughter made the three of them tremble violently and take a step back silently.

The low laughter had an inexplicable meaning, it was very soft, but it made the hairs stand on end in your ears.

A gust of wind passed by, and the breath of blood emanating from the corpses of people and animals on the ground was blown farther away.

In the witch's eye socket, a loose eyeball rolled down and stopped somewhere.

Phew.

Wanqi Wujiang's feet stepped on it.

Taking off the gloves on his hands and throwing them directly on the corpse, Wanqi Wujiang jumped into the space crack, and the three people quickly followed.

"Master Wujiang, do you want to take the body of the witch back?"

"No need, it's just a pile of rotten meat."

The three people quickly jumped into the space crack, and there was another wave of space power. The space crack slowly closed, and the empty and silent space always reverberated with the smell of blood.
Chapter completed!