Chapter 1888： Emperor Jiuyi (1) (1/2)

Chapter 1888 Emperor Jiuyi (1)

In the Crystal Palace, Long Hao was in a hurry to give Ye Qingyan a special attack, but outside the Crystal Palace, it was another scene.

Under the bombardment of the Wandu Valley, the crystal of the outer wall of the Crystal Palace has been broken.

Liu Rusu stood outside the Crystal Palace, and the cold eyes swept over the crystals that had been broken. The eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

“How long will it take?”

”Qi Wei Shijie... The hardness of this crystal is very high. If we want to completely destroy it, I am afraid it will take some time.” A black man’s trepidation, under the eyes of Liu Rusu, is already seeping behind A layer of cold sweat.

Liu Rusu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the slightly chin’s chin was a little proud. She looked coldly at the black man in front of her eyes. She said coldly: “A group of wastes, this little thing can’t be done well, it’s not exhausted. I am the face of Van Gogh.”

At the moment when the voice landed, Liu Rusu slowly raised his hand, which seemed to be an understatement, slowly sweeping through the forehead of the black man.

For a moment, the black man’s face suddenly changed greatly. The forehead left a trace of smudged purple. He hurriedly asked to ask for mercy, but the voice had not been exported, and the smudged purple was visible to the naked eye. The speed quickly spread to his entire skin.

There was a muffled sound, and the man had not yet had time to make a whisper, and he fell straight on the ground.

The skin that is exposed to the outside of the clothes has been darkened from the purple, and the black flesh has begun to rot rapidly, but in a blink of an eye, the person is like something that has corroded the flesh, only one left. Blackened cheekbones.

A strong rancid smell filled the air.