Fate with Buddha (39)_1

Having their spiritual energy sealed was equivalent to being a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

No matter how unwilling they were, they could only walk away with hatred.

These righteous people came with great momentum, but only a small number of people left alive. At this point, the people of the immortal cultivation world became the laughing stock of the devil path.

..

He looked at the corpses on the ground.

Fan Xiu sighed, but it was only for a moment.

He pulled Fu min into a clean inner room and pushed up the stone wall, isolating the room from the outside world.

Fan Xiu did not even have the chance to speak.

Fu Shang had already grabbed his wrist and looked down at him. His exquisite pupils shrank and his face turned pale without warning.

The wound on fan Xiu's wrist was already close to his palm.

This also meant that he did not have much time left, and even ... He could die at any moment.

Fan Xiu was stunned.