Bab 1555: The heavenly order defying the shocking immortal transformation, the great Dao deriving the truth palm of the netherworld

You su tomb.

The branches of the giant mulberry tree and the Black Rose spread wantonly.

The red and white flowers bloomed like a Blizzard, blood splattering everywhere.

The thick white mist rolled like the sea and the tide.

In the fog, the withered forest was rustling.

Crack ... Crack ... &Quot;

A muffled sound of chewing came out, and the cold smell of blood spread out. Hunchbacked figures stood under the branches, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They were like half-chopped tree stumps, lingering in the passing forest, wandering and not being able to be driven away.

As if they had heard some movement, all the figures turned around little by little. Their faces were covered in mist, and only their messy long hair could be seen. Red Ghost eyes were hidden in the hair. In their pupils, the hatred was almost tangible, and the cold light was like newly condensed blood stains, staring straight at them.