yun's face. From being a mighty cultivator of the Great Ascension realm who once roamed the heavens and earth, to now being confined to the level of a deity, this immense gap was not something easily...At this time, Mo Yuanyan didn't even have time to feel sorry for herself. If her life was gone, no matter how good the things were, they would just end up in someone else's hands. 。What truly worried her was the blood-sucking mosquito demon getting closer and closer. 。At their current pace, they would be overtaken by the blood-sucking mosquito demons before reaching the lava pool. 。At this time, the displacement symbol has also been used, and Mo Yuanyan can no longer turn the tide behind. 。Only watching the grim reaper relentlessly approach from behind between those palm prints, the fingerprints were like mountains and valleys, a single palm print hitting like a mountain range crashing down. The scorpion bead transformed into a demon spear, plunged...