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Chapter 877

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The last seal had been unlocked!

Ye Qing Luo frowned slightly.

She had not expected that the Forbidden Blood Art, which exhausted her own blood, was merely an elementary forbidden art.

As expected of the Dark Faction. Even when they used their Forbidden Arts, they were still so cruel.

Ye Qing Luo did not have the slightest bit of sympathy towards Guardian Eagle who was still alive.

It was just a dog biting dog.

Now, what attracted Ye Qing Luo's attention was whether there would be more dangerous things after the seal was unlocked.

Ten over pillars were constantly stacked together in the main hall.

Guardian Eagle's body which was still alive, under the constant collisions, more blood seeped out.

He was hanging there, but couldn't swallow it no matter what.

Although Elder Xiong had lost a lot of blood, his strength was still there.

He nimbly avoided those ten over pillars as he grinned sinisterly at the opening of the seal.

After the ten over pillars were stacked together, the entire main hall shook and swayed incessantly.

It seemed as though the surroundings had started to distort.

After some time, the pillars stopped moving.

The shaking of the space also gradually subsided.

Between the ten over pillars and the blood print on the wall, gradually, the red light flickered and revealed a circle of red light.

That red light formed an entrance which could accommodate one person, sticking closely to the wall which was covered with blood.

Vaguely, a palm sized outline could be seen in the red light.

That …..

It was the entrance to the last seal being opened.

"Hahaha …. Old Eagle, don't worry, I will send the Divine Relic to His Highness safely and tell His Highness that you have sacrificed your life for the Divine Relic!"

Elder Xiong grinned sinisterly as he took a step forward and headed towards that red light.

Ye Qing Luo was about to make a move.

But her shoulder was pressed down by Di Mo Xuan's huge palm. Immediately, that purple robe had already leapt into the main hall.

Like an exiled immortal, elegant like an immortal.

Jumping straight to Elder Xiong's back, his palm flipped and casually slapped him towards the side of Guardian Eagle's body which was still breathing.

Immediately, his body was like lightning as he dashed towards the red light.

The red light was like a blooming Paramita Flower, spreading a large amount of blood.

Several bolts of red lightning struck, as though it was going to swallow Di Mo Xuan completely.

"That … that is ….."

Elder Xiong fell heavily onto the ground and wanted to get up. A mouthful of blood gushed up his head as he fell weakly beside Guardian Eagle.

His eyes widened as he looked in disbelief at the purple figure which was moving swiftly in the red lightning.

"Ha … Ha … Serves you right, you're still alive …" Protector Ying laughed with great difficulty. He, who had lost his heart, could feel his life force continuously disappearing.

However, to be able to see Elder Xiong end up like this before he breathed his last, he felt extremely happy in his heart.

"What are you laughing at! I will bring the Divine relic back! At least our souls will be preserved, and you will still have a chance to reincarnate! But, but now … our souls will all … become food for the Lord! "

Elder Xiong gritted his teeth and glared at Enforcer Ying.

His duty was to cast spells and incantations. He was not good at using profound Qi or attacking.

Otherwise, the Lord would not have sent Protector Ying to escort him all the way to the Ling King's tomb.

If they were to fight head-on, Elder Xiong knew that he would definitely not be a match for that purple-robed man.

"So what if my soul is destroyed?" Guardian Eagle's face was contorted from the pain but he felt the pleasure of revenge, "I am alone, it doesn't matter if I die. But …. you who failed the mission, your family …. What kind of cruel persecution will they suffer?

"You …. you …." Elder Xiong's chest tightened as blood spurted out of his mouth.

"On the verge of death, you can still bicker so leisurely. People from the dark forces are really tenacious."

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