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The hundred-mile-red makeup and her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she vaguely felt a gaze gazing tightly on her.

As soon as the line of sight turned, the red makeup looked to the forest behind.

However, the lush piece made people unable to see it clearly, and she did not care to recover her eyes.

Now everyone’s attention is on this ancient ruins. How can practitioners pay attention to her?

Just as the hundred-mile red makeup regained his gaze, a burst of exclamation came from the front of the ruins.

Everyone looked at the front, and saw that the practitioners who rushed to the front immediately after the prohibition disappeared, after opening the door of the relics, countless arrows flew out of the relics.

Many practitioners did not expect to encounter such a situation, and they were directly shot by the sharp arrow and lost their lives.

In the eyes of everyone, I saw only a large group of cultivators who went down to the ground, and the sharp arrows pierced their bodies, giving them no chance at all.

In a short period of time, the remnant door has been stained with blood, and a faint **** smell spreads in the air, making people shudder.

Taking advantage of this sudden scene, many practitioners are sucking in a cold air.

"My God, this ancient ruins is too horrible! This has not yet entered, it has fallen so many practitioners, the situation inside is only more terrible."

"Yeah, I am afraid that it is very likely that I will not be back!"

"The owner of the ruins is really ruthless, and the baby inside is definitely not good."

This sudden scene has caused many practitioners to break through the courage. For a time, there is no courage to re-enter.

After seeing this scene, Bailihong makeup couldn’t help but look at the ink cloud beside him. I didn’t expect Mo Yun’s judgment to be so accurate. There is indeed an institution in this door.

At this moment, Xia Yuqing and others only understand why Baili Red Makeup and Mo Yunqi are not in a hurry to start immediately. There is still such a danger.

"Ink son, you are really amazing, even this can be judged."

The East looked at Mo Yunxiao strangely. Before this remnant gate, there was no sign of white spots. It was not easy to judge it.

The eyes of everyone have fallen on the body of the ink cloud, and from the point of view of the cloud crisis, they have to admire the ink cloud.

"I just remembered that there was such a thing when I looked at the ancient books. In fact, I am not sure, but I feel that being careful will prevent everyone from moving forward."

Mo Yunxiao’s smile is humility, and the sighing appearance seems to be just a matter of luck as he said.

With the voice of the ink cloud falling, Gong Shaoqing and others nodded, and some ancient books did have some records.

It’s really good to read thousands of books and thousands of miles.

If it is not the ink cloud that happens to know this, they may also be in danger.

However, the hundred-mile red makeup is a deep look at the dark clouds, and the deep phoenix-like phoenixes are full of exploration.

She remembered the state of silence when Mo Yunxiao said this, and believed that Mo Yunxiao must judge this before he would say such a thing.

In the name of the ink cloud, it will not be targeted.

Just as the practitioners of the Ganfeng dynasty still stood still in the same place, obviously, they had already expected that there would be danger at the gates.