Chapter 2891
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Why was You Ji in the Miao Tribe?
Why did he fight with Di Mo Xuan?
And …. the miserable shrieks earlier were two different voices.
One was You Ji.
Who was the other one?
Ye Qing Luo's gaze surveyed You Ji's surroundings but she didn't see the other figure.
"You …. you ….."
You Ji's hoarse voice was filled with rage.
He only spat out two words.
Then a big mouthful of blood came out from You Ji's mouth.
The thick stench of blood made You Ji unable to say a complete sentence.
You Ji coughed out a few painful coughs, his eyes were bloodshot with hatred and his face was pale as he stared at Di Mo Xuan.
His body was trembling uncontrollably.
Exchanging glances with Di Mo Xuan.
He only felt that his entire body seemed to be pierced by many sharp needles.
Needle after needle, densely pierced on every corner of his body.
Under this kind of powerful pressure.
There was no one who could resist it.
Even You Ji who had always thought highly of himself, had no choice but to accept the hatred in his heart.
The godlike Overlord was definitely not an undeserved reputation.
Just a glance, a light wave of his sleeves and he could take away his life directly.
You Ji's heart was like a surging tide, setting off a raging wave.
Di Mo Xuan's expression was calm as he looked at You Ji indifferently.
Piercingly cold Profound Qi lingered and revolved around his body.
The surrounding air seemed to have congealed.
Ye Qing Luo who wasn't in Di Mo Xuan's attack range.
She could feel that her heart was being squeezed, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Ah — —"
A heart-wrenching scream pierced the air.
That voice was heard from You Ji's direction.
But that voice didn't sound like You Ji's voice.
Suddenly, You Ji's body sat up straight.
Following that, as though he was being controlled by something, his body kept on trembling.
A black figure bounced out from You Ji's body.
That black figure was bounced onto the ground and kept on rolling, giving out a miserable shriek.
At the same time, the moment the black figure was bounced out, You Ji's body fell down softly.
What was that?
It actually ran out from You Ji's body?
Ye Qing Luo pressed down on her uncomfortable heart as she propped herself up and looked over.
The black shadow lying on the ground was somewhat similar to the appearance of Old Man Cang's spirit body.
It was faintly discernible and illusory.
He was covered in a large black robe, and his entire body was shrunk into the black robe, making it impossible to see his appearance.
"Insignificant tricks and you dare to display your slight skill in front of an expert?" Di Mo Xuan's cold voice reverberated in this tranquil forest.
The man's face was cold and emotionless.
A pair of inky peach blossom eyes, deep and piercingly cold.
"Overlord, I beg you … please let me live. I'm just a spiritual consciousness, just a spiritual consciousness …" You Yin writhed on the ground and begged pitifully.
As soon as the voice was heard.
Instantly, it made Ye Qing Luo's eyes flicker slightly.
This voice …
Neither male nor female.
It was also extremely sharp and ear-piercing.
She had only heard it once, and she would never forget it.
The body that controlled Miao Rongrong.
The person who controlled the Secluded Palace's guards, created dense demonic qi, and knew how to control corpses …..
That person, after escaping from Miao Rongrong's body, he didn't escape from the Miao Tribe, instead …. he stayed in the Miao Tribe?
What was the relationship between that person and You Ji?
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