Chapter 3215
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"Are you sure …. destroying the base will not change the truth?"
The young lady's cold voice was like an echo, reverberating in everyone's ears.
"Then why don't we try and see if we can change it."
Following the young lady's last word, it was like a huge bell, pounding heavily on everyone's hearts.
The young lady's figure suddenly flashed, turning into a red shadow.
"Swoosh — —"
A sound of breaking air was heard.
Everyone's bodies which were swarming towards Ye Qing Luo suddenly seemed to be obstructed by something, as they were not able to advance any further.
"What's this?!"
"What's blocking my leg?"
"No! What's wrapping around my waist! "
"Blood! I'm bleeding! "
Secluded Palace's disciples cried out anxiously.
For a moment, everyone panicked.
After meeting with this strange thing, they all wanted to retreat.
But …..
They turned around.
They discovered that the path of retreat behind them was also blocked by an invisible thing.
If they wanted to cross over forcefully.
Their skin would be cut open mysteriously, as blood started to flow out …..
"Something's wrong, look, what's this!" Suddenly, a Secluded Palace's disciple's hand grabbed onto something.
His palm, started to ooze blood.
Droplets of blood, seemed to form a thin line in mid-air.
When the blood dyed even more.
Everyone then reacted to it.
How was this a thin line.
It was …. an extremely fine and indestructible silver thread!
This silver thread could cut metal like mud, and was as sharp as a blade!
Just a slight touch.
It could easily cut through robes, cut through skin, and directly embedded into flesh and blood.
Secluded Palace's disciples felt a chill down their spines, as they all stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move at all.
The young lady's lips curled slightly, as she gave an enchanting smile, "Aren't you going to make a move? Come, attack together, don't waste time, I still need to think of a way …. to blow up your base. "
"You!" Secluded Palace's disciples heard Ye Qing Luo's unbridled words, as they were so infuriated that their necks turned red.
However, in the face of the invisible sharp silver thread in front of him, he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.
They totally didn't know how to get close to Ye Qing Luo.
Feng Ling's gaze turned cold as she quickly retreated to the black robed man's side, grabbing him, "Quick! He controlled the undead puppets to attack them! The Undead Corpse Puppets are not afraid of those invisible silver threads! "
"It's, it's no use ….. the undead puppets are useless to them ….. they, they ….." The black robed man was already out of breath from Ye Qing Luo's abuse, and after being pulled by Feng Ling in such a rough manner, he could only feel the blood in his throat surging.
When Wind Chimes heard him stutter, she impatiently slapped the black-robed man's face. "Shut up! Immediately control the Undead Corpse Puppets for me, or I'll throw you over! "
The black-robed man was slapped so hard that he spat out the blood in his throat.
Coincidentally, it sprayed on Wind Chime's face.
The viscous liquid caused Fengling's eyes to be filled with killing intent.
She raised her sleeve and wiped off the blood on her face.
The black-robed man had no choice but to control the Corpse Puppets to surround them.
Tang Beiyuan had reforged the Gourd Flame Fan, and the silver strands had been infused with nether mental power.
The Corpse Puppet was not afraid of the pain and forcefully pulled on the silver threads.
Numerous limbs were cut off by the silver threads, as they rolled onto the ground.
One by one, the Undead Corpse Puppets fell onto the ground.
This scene made the Secluded Palace's disciples feel fear rising in their hearts.
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