Chương 1468: Lord Lingquan

Zhang Ruochen didn't put that seventh marquis and Qing Mo on the ground until they arrived somewhere safe.

He then mobilized holy Qi and infused it into his Buddhist beads. All those twelve Buddhist beads flew up, floating at twelve directions, covering the area of a hundred square feet.

That seventh marquis was in a coma, falling on the leaves.

Zhang Ruochen reached out his finger and pressed his forehead. A trace of great mind power gushed out of his finger and entered the memory ocean of that seventh marquis, trying to search his memories.

There was a dark purple halo covering his brain, warding off Zhang Ruochen's mind power.

"The great beings from Luosha race sealed his memory ocean to protect important information."

Zhang Ruochen then mobilized his Divine Fire Jingmie and formed a fiery thorn, using it to pierce through the forehead of that seventh marquis, trying to melt the dark purple halo covering the memory ocean.

Sizzle!