Chapter 468
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Myriad Islands Lord was dead.
Before he died, his eyes were still wide open and his face was full of horror and disbelief.
The lords of both camps in the palace were silent at this moment, and their expressions were unusually interesting.
They had clearly seen the scene just now. It was because they had seen it that they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.
A living person had turned into an ice sculpture in a short period of time. When the wind blew, he turned into ice shards all over the ground.
This scene was too hair-raising.
They could see that Myriad Islands Lord had been poisoned by the Dragon King Arrow. The Dragon King Arrow had pierced his skin and the poison had entered his body through his skin. The most important thing was that the poison was too horrible.
The Myriad Islands Lord, an advanced lord, did not even have the slightest ability to resist. He died in a very strange way in a short period of time.
Even though Jian Wushuang was the one who had used the poison, he could not help but admire the strange way Myriad Islands Lord had died.
"This Icy Heart Poison is much more horrible than I thought." Jian Wushuang could not help looking at the Dragon King Arrow in his hand.
There was a faint white color at the tip of the Dragon King Arrow. He had deliberately smeared the Icy Heart Poison on the tip of the arrow.
The Icy Heart Poison was definitely the most terrifying poison that Jian Wushuang had ever known.
When he had helped Leng Rushuang transform the Icy Heart Poison, he had transformed 12 drops of poison. He had smeared one drop of the poison on the Dragon King Arrow as a lethal weapon. The combination of the Icy Heart Poison and the Dragon King Bow did not disappoint him.
When Jian Wushuang killed Myriad Islands Lord with the Dragon King Bow and the Icy Heart Poison, no one knew that in the deepest part of the cave mansion, there was a magnificent hall. In the hall, the emaciated elder suddenly raised his head.
"Young master's aura and that thing?"
The skinny old man narrowed his eyes. It was as if he could clearly see everything in the palace where Jian Wushuang and the others were. Then, he slowly extended his withered hand.
With a stretch of his hand, the space beside the skinny old man shattered like a piece of paper, revealing a huge wormhole. The skinny old man's hand had already reached into the wormhole.
Inside the palace.
After killing the Demon Soul Lord and Myriad Islands Lord, Jian Wushuang ordered the Blood Puppet to quickly collect their Interspatial Rings and bring them to his side. Jian Wushuang waved his hand to collect the Blood Puppet. After doing this, he looked around.
However, he noticed that the lords of both camps were looking at him with complicated gazes.
Jian Wushuang took a deep breath. Just as he was about to say something, a sudden change occurred.
Buzz ~ ~ ~ An invisible wave came from the void beside Jian Wushuang. Jian Wushuang and the experts from both camps immediately looked over.
The moment they saw it, the expressions of everyone present changed abruptly.
The void collapsed without any warning, revealing a huge wormhole. From the wormhole, a withered hand stretched out and gradually grew larger in everyone's sight. In an instant, the hand covered the sky and the sun.
Time and space seemed to be completely frozen.
When the hand stretched out, the lords of both camps were horrified. At the same time, they were shocked to find that they had lost the ability to move. Even Jian Wushuang could not move at this moment.
The hand grabbed Jian Wushuang without any resistance and grabbed Jian Wushuang as if he was a chicken. Then, the hand slowly withdrew and the wormhole gradually shrank and soon disappeared.
The palace quieted down again.
However, the lords of both camps were in a state of shock and could not calm down for a long time.
When they came to their senses, they found that Jian Wushuang had disappeared with the hand.
…
At the bottom of the cave residence, in the magnificent hall.
The skinny elder slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Wushuang into the hall. The skinny elder loosened his hand and Jian Wushuang, who was grabbed by the hand like a chicken, immediately fell to the floor of the hall.
Jian Wushuang struggled to stand up, but his head was still a little dizzy.
He did not expect that he would be caught by a giant hand that suddenly appeared in the palace.
It should be noted that the giant hand appeared out of thin air, and he was not weak. Even a marquis could not catch him without giving him a chance to struggle and resist.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Jian Wushuang looked around. However, he immediately found that the hall he was in was almost exactly the same as the one where they had just killed and fought for the Interspatial Rings.
They were exactly the same, in terms of structure, size, and even the position of the two decorations.
The only difference was that there was no Puppet Fighter at the top of the hall. Instead, there were two figures sitting there with their legs crossed.
The two figures were both old men.
One of them had white hair and a white beard, looking somewhat ethereal. He was also wearing a white robe, but the robe was covered with dust.
As for the other person, he was as skinny as a bag of bones. What was more eye-catching was that there was a thunderbolt mark between his eyebrows.
"These two people …"
Jian Wushuang frowned as he looked at the two figures sitting cross-legged. In his perception, the two of them were lifeless, as if they had been dead for many years.
Suddenly, the skinny elder among the two figures suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cold and strange eyes. There was a ghost fire surging in his eyes as he looked at Jian Wushuang.
"What?"
Jian Wushuang was shocked.
In his perception, the skinny elder was not alive at all. He should have been dead, but now …
"It's him who caught me."
Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and immediately understood. He immediately bowed respectfully to the skinny elder. "Jian Wushuang greets you, senior."
The skinny elder's strength was unfathomable. He was definitely an incredible super expert. In front of a super expert, Jian Wushuang did not dare to use the alias "Swordsman".
"Jian Wushuang?"
The skinny elder stared at Jian Wushuang with his cold and strange eyes, but his voice was quite calm. "I'm Di Jing!"
Hearing this name, Jian Wushuang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Di Jing?
Big Devil Di Jing!
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