Chapter 287
The moment the pattern was formed, the arm was thrown over.
The essence of the arm was consumed, and the last bit was contributed to the image, causing it to become even more distorted.
Seeing this, Prince qingmei couldn't suppress the joy on his face and mumbled to himself.
A strong sense of malice began to gather on the pattern, and the surrounding blood fiends were attracted by it.
A hazy shadow began to form in the pattern.
"The sky corpse Blood Curse?"
"The green plum immortal sect has indeed obtained the inheritance of the undead immortal."
"If it weren't for the fact that I'm afraid of the means left behind by immortal green plum, I would've destroyed you long ago!"
Chen jingzhai stood in the air, squinting his eyes as he watched the Qing Mei Crown Prince.
Uncle Fu had completely transformed into a Dao soldier and was in a sorry state due to the star demon binding chains.