The sect leader of Full Moon cult was stunned. Lost Country was lost country. It was a place where the shamans had lived for generations. Other than that, was there any other special significance?
“Let’s talk about it in another place.”Su Yu rolled up his sleeves and swept the skeleton away, arriving at a spacious and flat place.
Staring at the Crimson Head, Su Yu clearly remembered that the black invitation card in his hand had appeared from the head along with the heavenly flames.
If that was the case, then the black head..
Each of his hands held a golden flame forbidden wood longsword, cutting it with supreme sharpness. As expected, the Golden Flame Forbidden Wood Longsword could not do anything to it. Instead, the blade showed signs of damage.
Su Yu stopped in time. After thinking for a while, he reached for the Buddhist beads on his wrist. Little Bing Huo was still in a deep sleep.
Little Bing Huo was the one who had broken open the Crimson Head.
