Chapter 437 The world of a mural

A sorcerer!

A demogorgon!

Mr. Zack Lance shouted, who had never been so panic before. His trembling body exposed the inner shock

“Mark Leonard, you go to preside over the mountain-protecting array and prepare to kill the sorcerer I’ll go to the Cinnabar tower!” Zack ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

Mark retreated quickly.

Zack looked up at the top of the Cinnabar tower with a serious look. He said painfully, “The sorcerer even dares to devour the spiritual fire. How can I allow this?”

Zack shouted and climbed the Cinnabar tower quickly.

The second floor.

The third floor.

The fourth floor.

Until he reached the eleventh floor.

Zack wanted to have a try and see if he could kill John himself.

Even if he failed, it didn’t matter. He could buy some time and let Mark and the others start the

mountain-protecting array.

However, when Zack came to the eleventh floor, he was stunned.

Not here?

It turned out that John wasn’t on the eleventh floor!

Zack was very sure that he didn’t meet John when he came up just now, which meant that it was impossible for John to go down and he could only go up.

Up the eleventh floor…….

Zack looked at the entrance to the twelfth floor and his body trembled

“How could a sorcerer reach the twelfth floor?”

Zack was shocked.

But if he

go?

not many places to hide in the Cinnabar

The world of a

at the entrance of the

indeed on the twelfth

murmured in disbelief after

and suffocating Zack could feel that this came from above his head.

was on the

a while, Zack finally decided to stay on the eleventh floor

down.

a rule that he was not allowed to

had no choice

at the top floor of

as red as a piece of

was because of the

emerged from his body and devoured it. Finally, it

index finger.

use vital energy, he could break through the golden-crystal-stage cultivator

blow.

assimilating the spiritual fire, John quickly climbed to the twelfth floor of the Cinnabar

difficulty.

floor was the same as the eleventh

should be said that there was nothing

there was nothing, John couldn’t help but feel restless. He roared in a low voice,

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

vital energy escaped!

Bang!

stone wall was knocked down, revealing

out of control, he was quickly attracted by the mural.

and mist floated. There was a faint figure standing, very

John got closer.

he stared at the mural, the surroundings suddenly changed, as if he was in

John was shocked.

calmed down

of control just now.”

he stepped into the eleventh floor, his whole brain seemed to

now, he finally came

raised his right hand and looked at

words, my body can devour that kind of

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