Chapter 1923
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Standing behind the mysterious black-robed alien was a man and a woman.
The man's face was so exquisite that it looked like it was made of porcelain. If one looked closely, they could see that his skin seemed to be emitting a faint halo. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his expression did not change at all. He looked like a piece of porcelain, completely lifeless.
The woman's appearance also caused everyone to be secretly shocked. She was especially slender, her waist was so thin that it seemed to be only the size of a person's fist. She was dressed in a jade-green outfit, which made her slender figure even more strange. Her face was bewitching and bewitching, and there were two peony flower prints at the corners of her eyes. When she raised her eyes slightly, the two peony flowers seemed to be in full bloom.
With just a glance, everyone already understood.
The three of them were definitely not humans, but outsiders!
Xue Fu could not help but frown when he saw the bewitching woman.
"How could it be her?"
"You know her?" Lady Ghost had joined the Temple of Shadows much later than Xue Fu. Although the Temple of Shadows was still a part of the Crimson League at that time, they had little contact with it.
Xue Fu's expression was a little strange, but he didn't say anything.
The moment the mutated Wind Snake landed on the ground, a black gas rushed to the feet of the three foreign races and directly sent them from the back of the mutated Wind Snake to the ground.
Before the three foreign races' feet touched the ground, the black aura that shrouded their feet quietly dispersed in all directions. The surrounding aboriginals who were still watching felt a chill that made their hair stand on end.
That chill was not a temperature, but a chill that came from the bottom of his heart. It was a chill that came from death.
In the blink of an eye, some of the younger aboriginals turned pale and their lips turned purple under the corrosion of the deathly chill. They knelt on the ground in pain, as though they had been strangled.
"How does Mo Yao manage the Temple of Shadows? Why are there humans in the Temple of Shadows?" The woman from a different race looked at the youths who were struggling on the ground with obvious disgust in her eyes. It was as if she was looking at a group of disgusting ants.
Mo Yao was the name of the Holy Lord of Shadows.
Other than the enraged Ming Di, no one in the entire Temple of Shadows dared to call the Holy Lord by her name.
"What an eyesore." The strange race woman raised her eyes impatiently and slowly raised her slender fingers. Her slender fingernails were as sharp as blades. With a light flick of her fingertips, a glistening powder flew out from her fingernails.
Xue Fu knew something was wrong when he saw the strange woman's actions. He wanted to say something, but it was too late.
The sparkling powder scattered in all directions like stars. Before the ancient race members could figure out what was happening, they saw the powder in the air sticking to their bodies.
In the next second, a vine rose from the part of the body that was touched. The vine tore through the flesh and quickly dismembered the person into pieces.
In an instant, the thick smell of blood shrouded the air.
The others who had been touched by the powder let out shrill screams as if they had seen a ghost. They could already feel that there was something waiting to break out of their bodies.
"Protector Xue Fu! Save us! "
Xue Fu's expression was extremely ugly. He could not help but furrow his brows as he watched the strange woman laugh at the pile of flesh and blood. However, Xue Fu quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and took a step forward to say, "That's right, Xue Fu.
"Greetings, three ambassadors."
I'll set a small goal first.
"¥."
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