Chronicles of the Cultivating God
Chapter 1685

Chang Huan

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"Go!" Xun Shu's expression changed slightly. She glanced at Xiao Hua, and the thunder chain in her hand flew into the air like Kun Feiyan's Thunder-Trapping Pearl. Dozens of tiny arcs of lightning likewise struck toward the spot where the hole had just opened.

With the same crackling sounds, the thick black smoke churned under the lightning strikes. The hole from before appeared again, expanding once more to the size of a person.

"Shall... shall I go first?" Xun Shu's voice was clearly different from the previous two. It even carried a hint of inquiry as she looked at Xiao Hua with concern. Only after Xiao Hua gave a slight nod did she rise into the air, about to plunge into the opening. But at that moment, a low voice rang out. "Useless trash. Two have already escaped!"

As the speaker spoke, a figure appeared at the entrance to the hall. He wore an ordinary robe and held a small triangular flag. Yet this flag was more than twice the size of Qing Yu's, and its bloody red color was far deeper, as though it had been smeared with thick layers of blood.

"Go!" The man waved the little flag in his hand, and several blackish-red rays shot onto the wall. Like droplets of water thrown into boiling oil, they produced a burst of popping sounds. More black mist immediately surged from the wall at tremendous speed, firmly sealing the opening Xun Shu had just created.

This is bad. Xiao Hua secretly cried out. He raised a hand to his forehead, intending to take out the Town Cloud Seal, but just as his hand reached midair, his heart stirred and he stopped. Turning his head, he saw lightning flashing continuously from Xun Shu's thunder chain. Though it struck the black

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