Prince Qing Mei (1)

Chapter 285

The third level of the catacombs was dark with a hint of red.

The baleful Qi condensed into clouds and turned into mist in the air.

The two of them walked one after the other. The person in front was not tall, about five feet.

His face was as smooth as Jade, and he was wearing a pink robe with plum blossoms on it. He was also holding a Square Handkerchief in his hand.

The threads of blood-colored Qi of devilry were all absorbed by the handkerchief.

A skull was floating above his head.

Once it sensed a fiend, the skull would fly out and attack it.

"Uncle Fu, what's that?" The short man looked at the sky with a little curiosity.

"Spirit ship." The nine-foot tall, white-haired, beardless old cultivator behind him said.

"Nonsense, that's obviously a fish!" The short man said with a smile,"it's mine!"

The Red Skull flew over and crashed into the blue sky Whale in the air.