In the virtual tomb, Jun Changye, Hua Ruyan, Xiao Chi, Chu Qing, Luo Han and Ying Xing have entered the room where the corrosive and clear liquid constantly overflows.

"Mo'er, the fierce poison is extracted from the liquid here?" You long night wrists eyebrow to look at the flower like Yan to ask a way.

as like as two peas nodded, the situation they met was almost the same as the last time, and the clear liquid on the edge was already rising to the point. However, this time they have no last panic.

especially in Jun Changye, his eyes have been locked on the flowers in front of him,...