In the black sky, on the blood-colored ground.
In a dilapidated and desolate Nefarious Demon Region that was filled with the shrill cries of the Phantasm souls.
At this moment, a few gloomy voices floated out of a black palace.
"The Heaven Suppressing Pagoda was still inherited?"
"That's right. That kid's Dao heart is too firm. Even with so much demonic qi, it can't be shaken."
"The Demonic Dragon has also fallen, but his physical body should still be useful. Let's retrieve it."
"Maybe we should speed up…"
…
The Demonic Qi had been completely dispersed.
Next, it was only a matter of time before Shi Sheng obtained a connection with the Heaven Suppressing Pagoda.
Lu Changsheng could finally breathe a sigh of relief just like that.
Huang Qian asked, "Did you succeed?"
Lu Changsheng nodded with a smile. "It's a success."
