Bloodline Suppression!

"Is this the soul of the Dark Lord of the Abyss? He hasn't completely returned to the Ruins?" The Qilin King could not help but ask fearfully because the aura of the Abyss Dark Lord just now was too terrifying.

"I don't know." The Demon King replied solemnly. He was really unable to confirm this image! Was 'he' just a talent phantom or the soul body of the Dark Lord of the Abyss?

If it was just a talent phantom, then it was too terrifying! If it was a soul body, it would be even more terrifying…

Most importantly!

“..”

The Dark Lord of the Abyss, who had disappeared in front of Shengfa, soon appeared behind Ye Qianli and became the person she relied on to look down on everyone.

He was slapped in the face on the spot! Dao Yun, whose face was swollen from the slap, was bleeding from her seven orifices. She lay on the ground in disbelief, and her vision was blurry.