In other words, every yin spirit has a story behind it. As a few breaths pass, the soldiers are getting closer and closer to Feng Lin and others.

Seven feet away from Feng Lin and others, the huge team suddenly stopped, and a white sedan chair in the middle stretched out a hand as white as jade.

"Well, who is ahead, why is it blocking my family's way?"

Its sound is cold and as simple as jade, it is extremely beautiful.

Feng Lin and others were stunned. This was the first time they saw a ghost who could speak, and they couldn't help but look straight into the sedan chair.

The owner in the sedan chair did not seem to be angry, but instead smiled "giggled..."

Zi Qian was angry, and put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly: "Who is the ghost? I saw my disciple of the Imperial Sect, but I didn't give in quickly. Be careful that my aunt will be angry and will kill you to death!"

Feng Lin opened his mouth and wanted to remind Zi Qian that she was too much. After all, she did not show any malice, but when she said it, she couldn't say it. She only had a stuttering on her neck and stood there.

The owner in the white sedan chair seemed a little angry when he heard this.

"I haven't been out of these 100,000 deserted mountains for a long time. I don't know that there is actually a personal imperial sect in the world! It seems that I am ignorant."

"But listen to the girl's words, it seems that the Human Emperor's Church is quite good. Why don't I ask for some tricks?"

After asking for advice, he said something, and a white shadow suddenly jumped out of the sedan chair.

Everyone saw a shocked fountain, and disappeared in an instant.

A ripple rises and falls up and down, breaking east and west, floating in a volatile way.

Huo Wu frowned and couldn't help but say: "Space Secret Art!"

Xiao Chen's secret space technique that she also saw was several times stronger than ordinary masters on the other side, because Xiao Chen was in control of a purple air, which contained the rules of space.

But I never thought that there was an existence in these 100,000 deserted mountains that could be comparable to his master's secret space skills.

Thinking of this, he was worried about Zi Qian, so he ordered the magic weapon to rush away.

But I never thought that at this moment, a pair of white and jade-like plain hands firmly held Zi Qian's neck.
Chapter completed!