"Isn't the same sedan chair?" A faint light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes, staring at the blood-colored sedan chair slowly approaching from a distance, looking at the inner cover curtain, which stretched out irregularly, as if the left hand that was rising and falling with the sedan chair, and the thoughts in his heart were filled with thoughts.

While he was thinking about it, the blood-colored sedan chair slowly arrived, approaching Wang Baole's side, as if he was about to walk by.

Wang Baole stood there, looked coldly, then shook his body and took the initiative to avoid it.

For him, the dangerous intentions emitted from the blood-colored sedan chair kept fluctuating his mind. Wang Baole knew very well that the sedan chair was very dangerous.

Although he is not bad, Wang Baole doesn't want to easily get involved in this unnecessary danger, so he chose to avoid it, but... his avoidance has no effect.

Even though he retreated dozens of feet, the blood-colored sedan chair seemed to lock it, changing its direction, and still arrived.

This made Wang Baole raise his eyebrows and retreat a little. He found that there was no effect. After he was still locked, he simply stood there and stopped retreating. The coldness in his eyes became even colder.

The sedan chair was the same as the first one he encountered. At this moment, when Wang Baole paused, it blurred for a moment, and then appeared in front of Wang Baole, without pausing, but only stopped suddenly when he was about to pass by Wang Baole.

This time, he stopped on the right side of Wang Baole, which was where the left hand of the sedan chair reached out. So at the moment of stopping, the distance between the left hand at the cover curtain and Wang Baole was the width of one person.

Such a close approach made Wang Baole smell some slight bloody smell, which was a bit different from the first one he encountered.

Even if you look closely, you can see that blood seeps down the wooden cracks on the edge of the blood-colored sedan chair. When you jump over the sedan chair, you can see that the blood dripping on the ground sometimes falls into a line on the way.

Perhaps, it is the existence in this sedan chair, its own blood, or perhaps... it is the blood that the monks who saw it were swallowed on the way to the flower bridge, thus sprinkling them.

At this moment, as the sedan chair paused, the cold light in Wang Baole's eyes suddenly became richer and retreated again, trying to widen the distance, but the area where he was in seemed to be distorted and affected. No matter how he retreated, the distance between the sedan chair and him had never changed at all.

"Have you got married?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and simply stopped retreating. Instead, his spiritual thoughts spread out and covered the surroundings. After confirming that there was no one here, he stared at the sedan chair beside him, and the dangerous light in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, in the paused blood-colored sedan chair, the left hand on the cover curtain slowly stopped shaking, but instead pointed his index finger in front of him, gently approaching Wang Baole's eyebrows, as if he was about to touch him.

In the process, a strange force seemed to spread out in this palm. Wang Baole instantly felt that the notes of the listening law in his body actually had the intention of being suppressed, as if they had lost their agility at this moment, as if they were about to fall asleep.

When he met the first blood-colored sedan chair, the power of the listening law in his body was far less powerful than that now, so his feelings were not as clear as that of now, but at this moment, this feeling was very strong.

It is as if the other party has the ability to restrain the law of listening to desire.

"Hmm?" Wang Baole was thinking, but his eyes were still cold. The seal of the law of appetite in his body suddenly untied, and the corners of his mouth gradually cracked to an exaggerated extent.

From a distance, as his fingers approached, the blood-colored nails on it emitted a strange light, and Wang Baole's mouth was even more cracked. At the moment when both sides were extremely close, Wang Baole suddenly opened his mouth. In an instant, his mouth was extremely exaggerated, and it was incredibly enough to swallow the entire blood-colored sedan chair, swallowing it suddenly towards the blood-colored sedan chair.

Almost the moment he swallowed, the bloody fingers also met Wang Baole's body. Silently, Wang Baole's body suddenly shook. He felt a fatal curse. As the other party's finger touched, he rushed into his body without any obstacles, and wanted to completely destroy his soul and everything.

However, Wang Baole has practiced the power of the law of appetite and has been cultivated for so long. Although he is not as good as the appetite master, his existence is already above all the gluttons.

Not to mention, he also possesses the personality of his body. Although this fatal, powerful and amazing, it is unrealistic to destroy Wang Baole in one go.

So, even though this fatal curse rushed into Wang Baole's body and exploded, it only made Wang Baole retreat and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood is a curse.

After regressing, Wang Baole also suddenly looked up, with bloodshot in his eyes and strong flashes in his eyes, looking at the blood-colored sedan chair.

The sedan chair is also vibrating now. There are cracks in some areas of the wood on it, and it will sink down. If you look closely, you can see that the sunken places are connected together, which is a tooth mark.

As if he noticed Wang Baole's difficulty, his fingers outside the cover curtain slowly shrank back, and the sedan chair that was pausing there was also lifted up again and drifted towards the distance.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and looked at the sedan chair that was leaving. After breathing a few moments, he made a decision. His body shook and he did not leave, but chased after him.

However, during this pursuit, his appearance changed rapidly, and soon his whole person and his aura changed completely. This was to prevent him from being seen by monks from the three major sects during the pursuit.

The reason why he chose to pursue was, on the one hand, because of the strangeness of the blood-colored sedan chair, and more importantly... when the fatal curse broke out in Wang Baole's body just now, he noticed the trace of joy in his own way, and... he became active in an instant, as if reflecting it.

"Can suppress the law of listening to desire..."

"It can cause the vitality of the slightest bit of joy in my body."

"It's not a sedan chair, and the limbs inside are different."

"All this is summed up, and the answer has been locked on a limited number... and no matter which answer is, it must be related to... Lord Xi!" Wang Baole clearly remembered that when his original body just arrived in this second level of world, the elder of the tribe of Xi told him about Lord Xi.

The Lord of Xi is influenced by the Lord of Listening Desire, so he is targeted by the Lord of Listening Desire. Among them, the main force that wiped out the tribe of Xi is the monk of Listening Desire Law.

And the Lord of Joy among the seven emotions was suppressed by Lord of Tingyu... In the City of Tingyu!
Chapter completed!