Within the dense forest, trees grew thickly with a profusion of branches and lush leaves.
Occasionally, from the depths of the dense forest, the roar of beasts could still be heard.
A few hundred meters into the forest, there was almost a ruined temple.
Ding Yuan waved his hand, throwing Tang Qingyu and Song Lingxue onto the pile of grass in the dilapidated temple, with a fierce and evil intent on his face.
Tang Qingyu and Song Lingxue both had dramatically changed complexions, their eyes filled with panic.
At this moment, their cultivation was sealed, rendering them no different from ordinary people.
In front of Ding Yuan, who was at the Tenth Rank, they had absolutely no power to fight back and were at his mercy to be slaughtered.
"Heh heh, two little beauties, who among you wants to start first, or do you want to go together?" Ding Yuan said with a cold laugh.