Chapter 772
In the sky, the huge power of sin slowly rotated like a black hole.

And in the center of the black hole, the majestic and terrifying dragon head is slowly rising.

Above the dragon's head, a pair of golden dragon eyes stared at Yin Mang below with emotionless eyes like a king overlooking the territory.

That look seemed to be carefully judging the other party's qualifications.

Without the slightest emotion.

On the hill closest to Yin Mang.

Two men in black Taoist robes nestled in the bushes tremblingly, trying to minimize their aura and sense of presence. Their eyes seemed to be looking at something so terrifying that it was unbelievable. Staring at the group of sinful power in the sky.

This group of sins seems to only occupy the sky above the barren hills in the northern suburbs.

fact……

The two men in black Taoist robes looked far away, and then farther away.

His eyes followed the power of sin spreading out, and he looked far into the farthest part of the sky.

imperial capital.

City West Block.

ST's old license plate creaked and swayed in the wind.

On the top-floor terrace in the dark, there were seven or eight people standing.

Ximia, Earl of Xiyuan, squatted on the ground.

In her right hand, she held a transparent crystal ball.

The crystal ball glowed with a pitch-black light.

Beams of light smeared between the eyebrows of the tall man lying flat on the ground.

The tall man lying flat on the ground had a clean and handsome face. He closed his eyes tightly, but he could still see the purity and childishness on his face.

If it wasn't Yin Zhi, who else could it be?
Simia concentrated all her mind, not daring to relax at all.

Yin Qingxuan stood beside Himia indifferently. At this moment, his attention was not on Yin Zhi, but he raised his head slightly, staring at the endless and deep night sky.

The night was dark and deep.

There is no starlight.

The moon seemed to be completely covered by a smear of thick ink.

Can feel a suffocating huge force from the darkness above the head.

It seems that there is a hand that can change the sky and the earth, stirring gently in the sky.

"Dangdang."

The bell rang at 12 o'clock, and the crystal ball in Simia's hand stopped emitting light. She staggered two steps, held on to the edge of the terrace, and barely maintained her figure.

"Boom!"

At this moment, in the dark night, there was a muffled thunder.

As if to split the world apart.

A flash of white light shone on the faces of everyone present.

Yin Qingxuan frowned solemnly.

His eyes were fixed on the sky above his head.

A bad premonition arose in my heart.

"...Master, master!"

"Oh no!"

"...The group of fallen immortals is undergoing a large-scale mobilization. It seems that all the people in the imperial capital have gone to the direction of the barren hills in the northern suburbs."

"... Not only that, we just found out some news that people from St. Ann's Church seem to have arrived in the imperial capital."

"However, we cannot determine the identity and purpose of the visitors, nor can we find out their location."

Simia turned her eyes to Yin Qingxuan.

"Want to go see it together?"

"The group of fallen immortals have been preparing for so many years. Last time, their plan failed. This time they made a comeback, I think..."

Yin Qingxuan raised his hand indifferently and interrupted Simia's words, "How is Ah Zhi's situation now?"

"Has it stabilized now?"

"You check again."

Yin Qingxuan asked indifferently.

(End of this chapter)

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