Zhuge Changliang's face was solemn, and he looked at Li Changsheng sitting close to him and asked in a question.

Li Changsheng restrained his trembling expression on his face, waved his head, and said, "This is possible!"

In addition, he could not think of any other reason to explain the Sima Ziru's immortal body.

Li Qiankun sat on the chair in a daze as if it had become petrified, with dull eyes and murmured: "This... this is impossible!"

Anjisen followed Li Qiankun for a long time. Although he had not entered the cultivation period, he also had some understanding of the cultivation of immortals. But is it true that the mysterious thing that happened to Sima Ziru really existed?

In the Zuihua Building, the smoke is shrouded in the fragrance.

The sunset outside the building is like blood, and there is a bleak scene. However, there are guests and guests inside, with the sound of drinking and playing endlessly.

Qiao Ling'er and Kong Xueman woke up from the effects of the medicine. They learned about being trapped here. They tried their best to deal with it, but they had no choice.

"Brother Yang, can we really have to let that girl do anything?"

Kong Xuehe said indignantly.

"What can we do? Our current spiritual power cultivation has been suppressed by the dungeon seal. If we do it rashly, we will definitely not be the opponent of the people here!"

Qiao Ling'er spread her hands and said helplessly.

Kong Xueman closed her lips twice, as if she had something to say, but she sighed and didn't say it.

Xiao Yang frowned, maintaining his consistent movements, put his hands in his pockets in his pockets, stood in front of the window, silent.

He wanted to slip through the window without knowing it, but he noticed that Sima Qingyun, who had a white fox-faced face, was in the secret corner downstairs, as if he was secretly monitoring the movements in the Zuihua Building, and more as if he was afraid that they would escape from here.

What exactly is this guy going to do?

Xiao Yang felt puzzled in his heart.

He felt that Sima Qingyun was not kind, but he did not dare to commit suicide, so he had no choice but to act like this.

Xiao Yang's feeling that the answer to the truth about the Xiao family's incident was about to surface was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was close to him. He definitely wouldn't leave the dungeon easily, but he didn't want to fall into Sima Qingyun's hands. What should he do?

The night is gray, and the outline of a crescent moon is hidden in the gray sky [Reading for Youyou     www.uutxt.xyz], and some stars appear around it, which is no different from the outside world.

Suddenly, a thick dark cloud covered the outline of the moon, and the light suddenly dimmed. Only people on the street exclaimed, "Look! What is that!"

Then, the streets were filled with dense crowds, and their eyes gathered in that strange place.

The moon behind the thick dark clouds turned scarlet and it was terrifying if it was splashed with blood.

The night wind was blowing, whistling and raging, and a dragon-shaped storm came quickly with the wind sweeping away the remaining clouds.

For a moment, the yellow sand filled the sky, covering the sky.

With yellow and red intersecting, the entire dungeon was shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and the solemn aura spreads.

"Damn it! Brother Yang, this is about to roll up the sandstorm!"

Kong Xuehe exclaimed, but frowned again and muttered in a low voice, "But why does this sandstorm look a little wrong!"

In the outside world, due to vegetation damage, soil erosion, and severe desertification on the land, sandstorms have become a disaster that is not surprising.
Chapter completed!