In the chess game, someone... was also making moves. Then the figure of the middle-aged executioner was galloping in the wind.

The speed is getting faster and faster, until it flashes past the thunder pool and flies towards the teleportation array. In an instant, it is already approaching.

But the moment he entered the range of the formation, there was a shock in all directions, and there seemed to be an invisible seal covering the place.

A chill surged from outside his body, spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye, and turned into a fierce killing intent, blocking his mind. Along with it, there was a calm voice.

"Xie Lingzi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

In the void, iron chains representing order emerged out of thin air and surrounded all directions. In the middle of these iron chains, the figure of the Fourth True Lord was walking step by step on the iron chains. As it approached, the terrifying figure The pressure is earth-shattering.

Countless iron chains vibrated, making clattering sounds.

And these voices, like the words of order in this world, stabilize the turbulent time and space, and make all disordered things return to their original path. "Xinghuanzi!"

The middle-aged prison officer spoke in a low voice.

"Even if your constitution is the same as that of the Fourth True Lord, so what!"

Almost at the moment when the middle-aged criminal officer's words came out, a fierce sword energy suddenly burst out from his body. Behind him, a broken iron sword appeared. The moment he appeared, he was filled with peerless killing intent. , is churning.

At the same time, at the moment when the two took action, in the Xinglei Palace, the middle-aged executioner's master...the old deacon, his eyes flashed at this moment, looking in the direction of the teleportation array. The corners of his mouth revealed A cold smile and a whisper.
Chapter completed!