We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?.

Behind the door is a courtyard and a deep palace.

There was a faint light grey mist swirling around.

This makes this deep palace exude a sense of coldness and mystery.

Qin Feng's eyes quickly swept across the area.

"It doesn't seem... like a puzzle piece of a royal court?"

Whether it is the royal court in the precepts.

Or the Starry Sky Royal Court.

Or it could be the dark royal court that exists in one's own kingdom of God.

No matter the size.

Basic building outline.

All consistent.

The courtyard palace that now appeared before him had almost no similarities in its overall construction outline compared to the puzzle pieces of the major royal courts.

but.

The faint light gray mist.

Qin Feng’s perception was correct.

It should indeed come from the old royal court.

only……

It seems to be diluted a lot.

Qin Feng didn't dwell on this issue too much.

His attention was quickly drawn to a figure in the center of the courtyard.

There.

There is an altar.

On top of the altar, there is a throne.

A slender figure sat on the throne, covered in a dark grey robe. His long dark grey hair fell down to the ground, scattering all over his body like spider silk.

This makes this person's temperament.

It reveals a sense of dejection and loneliness.

"Is that the leader of the tribe?"

Qin Feng couldn't help but observe this person carefully.

The long dark gray hair covered two-thirds of the tribal leader's face.

The outline of his face was vaguely visible, and he seemed to be extremely thin.

Sunken cheekbones.

Hard, cold lines spread across the area visible to the naked eye.

Beneath the sparse gray hair hanging down in front of his forehead, one can see a pair of eyes that appear quite deep.

He...seems to have no whites in his eyes.

In his eyes, there was a pitch-black color as deep and bottomless as a black hole.

At first glance.

It seems quite weird.

"The leader of the tribe."

The petite woman and the tall woman came before the leader of the tribe.

Lower your head.

Kneel on the ground respectfully.

The tone of voice was full of piety.

"Get up, Nisra, Nixara."

The tribal leader waved his hand.

Immediately.

He raised his hand.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the void.

As the ripples spread, two figures emerged from the rippling void and eventually took shape.

A young man with silver eyes.

A slim and graceful lady wearing a purple gauze dress.

It was Ao Xi and You Meng.

However, at this moment, the figures of the two seemed somewhat translucent.

Obviously.

It's not the real body.

It's just a projection appearing from somewhere.

"You two, regarding the previous transaction, I said I would demonstrate sincerity sufficient to demonstrate my own value."

"And now, just watch carefully."

The leader of the tribe looked at Ao Xi and You Meng.

Smile.

Then he looked at the two women in front of him.

Wave.

Road:

"Nisra, Niksara, come to me."

The two women heard this.

They couldn't help but look at each other subconsciously.

The leader of the tribe said earlier that he had something to give them.

But right now...

The leader of the tribe didn't seem to have anything to give them.

And the surrounding atmosphere always makes them feel weird.

But the two girls didn't think too much about it.

Now that the leader of the tribe has spoken.

Then they just did it.

It's impossible to harm them, right?

The petite Nisra and the tall Niksara stood on the left and right, walking gracefully to the front of the leader of the tribe.

At this time.

The tribal leader slowly raised his hands.

The tone is low.

Said:

"Put your right hand in my palm."

"Yes."

The two women nodded.

Then they raised their right hands.

Place it in the palm of the tribal leader.

Chi Chi!

Suddenly, bursts of gray mist emerged from the palm of the tribal leader.

The fog was not light, but rather very thick, revealing a sense of weirdness, coldness, and evil. Densely packed faces could be seen emerging from it, emitting harsh and painful howls.

"Um?!"

Nisra and Niksara saw this scene.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently.

This……

what's the situation?

"The leader of the tribe..."

The two girls screamed and tried to pull their hands away.

But at this moment.

They found that their entire hands, and even their entire bodies, seemed to be paralyzed by a strange force, and they were unable to move at all for a moment.

The tribal leader's dark eyes suddenly turned half scarlet.

His face, originally skinny and with hard lines as sharp as a knife, now became visibly plumper and rosy.

The long dark gray hair danced wildly in the windless air.

Revealed a...

An extraordinarily handsome face.

"Nisra, Niksara, you are originally the power that I separated from."

"In order to control what should belong to me, I have no choice but to do this. It can be said that every monster born in this tribe belongs to me."

"And now...it's time for you to return to me."

The leader of the tribe showed an evil smile.

next moment.

He grabbed it suddenly.

puff!

As the two women showed expressions of extreme fear on their faces, the flesh and blood on their bodies suddenly began to wriggle!