Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety Seventh Qiongze Seven: Jump In

Feng Xingying did not panic, but just laughed sarcastically:

"You dare to come here to kill me, but don't you know that I live in this Qiongze?"

After saying that, Feng Xingying suddenly jumped and jumped into the Qiongze.

She just jumped in?

That is the most fierce land in the mainland - Qiongze!

Even if Lingzun jumped in, he would die without a burial, let alone her?

But she just disappeared in Qiong Ze.

These people are completely dumbfounded, do they jump into Qiongze to chase people?

Only fools dance!

"Su Gang, jump down and have a look." A cold female voice sounded from behind everyone:

"If you can't catch Youying today, don't go back alive."

The woman who came also wore a mask, which was actually the same style as Feng Xingying! If you don't know what's inside, it's really hard to tell the truth from the fake.

"But this, Qiongze, there is no return."

The woman kicked the person beside her into Qiong Ze with one foot.

Qiongze is quiet, without the slightest ripple.

But the person who just jumped in was like a rock sinking into the sea, and he didn't react at all.

Just like that, disappeared out of thin air?

"Next." The woman seemed to be working with Qiong Ze, and she did not hesitate to continue throwing her subordinates into it.

After losing three people, someone finally couldn't help but offer a plan: "I heard that every holy place is most afraid of blood-stained disasters. Young Master, why don't we catch some spirit beasts, kill them and bleed them, and then blood will stain the Qiongze."

"Okay, just go and do this." The woman's voice just fell, and she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Kill!" With a cold order, she couldn't see the man's appearance, but only saw the aura of the sky and the blood on the people around her.

"Who are you? Dare to oppose my Su family?" The woman asked with trembling all over.

"Humph,

I don't care who you are, those who defile Qiongze deserve to die. "After the cold bloodthirsty voice, his figure suddenly rushed towards the woman wearing the mask.

Looking at the constantly enlarged mask, the woman was stunned on the spot, and Fuzhi responded with a heart:

"You are the pavilion master of Tongtian Pavilion? In Xia Su Lingsu, my master has a good relationship with you old pavilion master of Tongtian Pavilion. Please also look at the master's face. Forgive me this time, I will never dare again."

The man didn't answer her, but just stretched out his hand and crushed the mask on her face: "This mask, you don't deserve it. If you let me see it next time, you will die."

"Yes!" Su Lingsu didn't care about the broken and punctured skin of the mask on his face, nor the dead soldier of the Su family who died behind him, so he desperately mounted his mount and ran farther and farther.

When she returned to her residence, Su Yuheng asked her in surprise, "Uncle, your face is covered in blood."

Only then did Su Lingsu remember to clean up the wounds on her face. The blood-filled face was finally cleaned up by herself. The shards of the mask, the pain from the delicate skin, filled her with hatred.

After cleaning up, the face in the mirror is even more terrifying.

A beautiful face, now covered with mottled wounds, she looks disgusting even herself.

Su Yuheng broke in and saw Su Lingsu's appearance, so frightened that he didn't dare to say another word.

"Do you think I'm ugly too?"

"No, in Yuheng's heart, Uncle Shi will always be the most noble and beautiful alchemist. In half a month, the wound on your face will heal and everything will recover."

"But it will be the Dan meeting in two days. How do you tell me to meet people like this? I am a pavilion master of Tongtian, I will write down this debt. When I fuse divine blood, demon blood and ghost blood, I will take the pavilion master Tongtian first. Do the experiment!" Su Lingsu's face became more and more hideous. To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: