"What's going on?" Luo Gaoyuan was shocked. This is only the Purple Room's illusory space. Even if it didn't die under my blade, it should have revealed a flaw!"
"That's Yingluo."
He was shocked and stared into the distance. A dried corpse was slowly floating over.
"Li Yunxiao!"
Nie Gaoyuan was so scared that he retreated several feet, staring vigilantly at the dried corpse, and his forehead was covered in sweat.
Even if Yunxiao had been swallowed into the void, it was impossible for him to turn into a mummified corpse so quickly. Moreover, the mummified corpse's eyes were extremely demonic, as if they were staring at him, and they kept floating over.
He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and felt his body turn cold. He gripped the void Gong saber with both hands and was extremely vigilant.
Li Yunxiao, don't try to play tricks in front of me!
