Chapter 618
Mo Jiuli glanced at Lan Shan's corpse, casually threw a cluster flames over, directly turning his body into ashes, and then went forward to pick up Lan Shan's space ring...
The whole process of disposing of the body and collecting spoils of war was smooth and seamless, utterly impressive to the gathered disciples...
When everyone came to their senses and looked at their sect master of the Ziyang Sect, they all gasped. The sect master of the Ziyang Sect, Zi Tang, had in just a short amount of time, aged from a middle-aged man to an elderly man...
The visible skin was dry and wrinkled like bark, and his facial features became scary due to rapid aging! What was most terrifying was not his aged appearance, but the crimson plant sticking in his arm...
Completely crimson, as big as a palm, its roots were all stuck in Zi Tang's flesh, everyone could clearly hear the "gurgling, gurgling..." sound, as if swallowing.
