However, before Nangong Liuyun took a step forward, the body of the iron tower-like man hanging there suddenly...
With a "click" sound, the metallic scales on his body fell to the ground.
Then, his roasted body, which had been as tender as a beggar's chicken, suddenly dried and hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, it looked like a mummy that had been dried for years...
"Wait!" Su Luo grabbed Nangong Liuyun, "You can't go!"
What happened on the battle stage just now was so terrifying.
Nangong Liuyun narrowed his eyes slightly, but when he looked down at Su Luo, his eyes were dark and calm, full of smiles: "What's wrong? You can't bear to leave me for such a while?"
Su Luo rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Don't say you didn't see what happened just now. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Nangong Liuyun patted her thin shoulders: "It's okay, trust me, ok?"
"No!" Su Luo's tone was more firm than ever before, "You can't go! I can't let you take risks."
"Luoluo, that's the Red Blood Gentian." Nangong Liuyun patted her head good-naturedly and coaxed her, "Get the Red Blood Gentian, and your illness will be cured, dear."
Nangong Liuyun gently pried Su Luo's hands apart one finger at a time.
"Who dares to prove that the box contains the Red Blood Gentian? What if it's a lie?" Su Luo firmly grabbed Nangong Liuyun's sleeve, her eyes more serious than ever.
Watching the tower-like man's body being dried into a mummy by the wind, how could Su Luo still let Nangong Liuyun in? The passage of time on the battle stage was clearly different from normal time.
At this moment, a faint laughter came from the sky.
"You little bitch, I can prove that the box contains the red blood ginseng that can cure your illness." The Lord of the Ninth Palace appeared at some point.
At this time, he did not appear as an extremely huge face, but appeared in human form.
At this moment, he was wearing a dark-colored robe, with the wide edges of the robe hanging down to the ground, winding around.
He folded his hands behind his back and stood there looking at Su Luo with a smile.
In Su Luo's opinion, that smile was clearly cunning, deceitful and sinister.
"You can't go!" Su Luo firmly held Nangong Liuyun. "I have a feeling that the combined difficulty of the previous nine levels is not as dangerous as the battle arena."
How could Nangong Liuyun not know? In fact, as a tenth-level expert, he was very sensitive to danger. He could clearly sense the strange and mysterious aura on the battle stage.
The Ninth Floor Palace Master raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile in his voice: "There's only one Red Blood Gentian, and it's a reward for you. Since you don't want it... then why not destroy it?"
He spoke lightly, his face calm and composed, as if only a carrot was destroyed.
Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "Slow down."
"What? You really want to go in?" The Lord of the Ninth Palace looked at Nangong Liuyun with a smile. A gleam of light flashed in his small eyes, making him look very unfathomable.
Nangong Liuyun nodded slightly: "Why not?"
"Aren't you afraid of the passing of time, the aging of years, and the turning into dry bones in an instant?" The Lord of the Ninth Floor raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and raised his chin calmly.
Nangong Liuyun's ink-black eyes were bottomless. He smiled mysteriously, turned around and walked towards the fighting stage.
"Nangong Liuyun, stop right there!" Su Luo shouted anxiously!
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