Chương 1785: The ancient martial Empire

"Your, Your Excellency, please don't!"

Zhi taiqing was horrified. When he saw Yunxiao reach out his hand, he suddenly turned into a stream of light and fled.

However, how could he escape? he was directly frozen in the air by a force, and his four limbs could not move at all.

Yunxiao's divine sense instantly broke through his spiritual ocean and began to search without restraint.

Zhi taiqing's life began to appear one by one under his divine sense.

Suddenly, a strange power appeared. It was gray like a sea of blood, and it started to corrode his consciousness.

Yunxiao's face flickered, and he hurriedly withdrew his divine sense. But, the force did not let go and continued to chase after him.

He snorted coldly and raised his hand to point. A sword Qi shot from his finger into Zhi taiqing's brain, causing blood to spurt out.

Then, he clenched his fingers, and a red light shot out. When it landed in his hand, it was a small piece of Scarlet flesh!