The bronze walls engraved with all kinds of weird creatures are covered with cracks, especially the dragon head of the dragon in the middle, which is broken by a palm.

Between the vertical and horizontal of the gully, there is still some black and red spiritual breath.

Those black-red spirits are very viscous attached to the stone walls and are not affected by the surrounding environment.

"What? What do you say? Situ Brother?"

When the night feathers hit the bronze stone wall, the Lingjia ancestors suddenly screamed.

Situta was held in his arms, his lips slightly squirming and making a weak voice, but the sound from Sitta’s main mouth was too weak, even if Ling’s ancestors put their ears close to the lips of Situta’s Lord. .

"Stuart Lord?" Night Feather bowed down, and the three fingers took the wrist of the master of the Stuart Tower. Spiritual and spiritual powers simultaneously entered the body of Situ Tower.

At almost the same time, the brows of Yu Yu’s brows wrinkled and there was no life!

There is no life in the main body of Situta!

"Stuart brother, what do you say?" Lingjia ancestors are still calling sincerely, trying to wake up the old man in the arms.

The relationship between him and Situta is not only the relationship between the tower masters, but the Situta master is the oldest of the seven tower owners, and each of the tower owners has a thousand private relationships. thread.

For the ancestors of the Ling family, if the Stuart Lord gave him some tips at a crucial moment in his early years, he might not be able to sit on the top of the tower.

The other tower owners have also received some Enze from the Situ old tower master. If not, how can these refining pharmacists with higher eyes than the top of the Situta be respectful.

"Lingling seniors, let me try it." The night feathers flashed a little hesitation, and the jade hand turned over, and a group of sea blue flames appeared above the palm.

Lingjia ancestors gently put Situta on the ground, and looked back two steps.

The night feathers squatted on one knee, and the palm wrapped by the snowy blue Lingling was directly attached to the chest of Situta.

The situation of the Situta master is better than the money deputy tower outside the door. At least the limbs are sound, not like the deputy towerer.

The only wound was the black palm print on the chest, and the clothes of the Situta master who shattered the palm print directly collapsed his chest.

The heart is the gathering place of the human blood. For a spiritual person, the destruction of Dantian is often just repaired, but the heart is shattered. If there is no treatment on the spot, there is only one death.

"Miss night, how, how." Lingjia ancestors asked this sentence with difficulty.

He had already made the worst plan in his heart before entering the door, but when he saw this scene with his own eyes, the Ling family ancestors still had some unwillingness to believe.

From the time he was an unnamed junior, Situ’s brother was the tower master of Bodhi, and he was on the top for hundreds of years.

But now...

The night feathers looked at the snowy blue Lingling attached to the chest of Situta's main body, but it was attached. Without the slightest hint of the inside of the skin, I could not help but shake my head.

"It’s too late, the body of Situta is already cold."

"How come, I just heard that there was a voice in Situ’s mouth.” Ling’s ancestors did not believe in big eyes.

The night feathers screamed and looked at the lips of Situta's master. Looking at it carefully, I can see that the lips of Situta are gently squirming, and the amplitude is very small, as if trying to say something.