The scar on the high priest's face had not fully healed yet, and her still beautiful face was now extremely cold. She stared at Jiang Xuecheng like a venomous snake.
"You think you won? No, you actually lost!"
Before the high priest finished her sentence, the green pipe had pierced into her artery. Blood splattered on the translucent glass column, leaving a mottled trail of blood!
She actually wanted to die!
Jiang Xuecheng was shocked!
Jiang Xuecheng immediately wanted to stop the high priest, but through the translucent glass column, no one could break through the barrier and save her directly!
And the high priest's heart-wrenching smile on her deathbed was neurotic, no longer conscious at all!
Fresh blood stained the high priest's face, and at this moment, her exquisite facial features actually had a strange sense of horror.
"Haha, you'll never know…"