Supreme Medicinal God

Mr. Sha Luo said something in his mouth. His finger quickly pointed out on the crystal ball rotating at a rapid speed. Under each finger, the purple magic crystal ball emitted more purple light.

As the purple magic crystal ball rotates faster and faster, the arc becomes stronger and stronger, the entire air becomes scorched, and an invisible energy hits Jiang Yixue's body.

Under the impact of the purple light, others could not see anything, but Ye Feng saw it clearly with the eyes of a predator.

Jiang Yixue was shocked, and a black light was knocked out of Jiang Yixue's body by the purple light.

The dark light exudes the energy of the demon soul.

That dark light just made a short stop in the air, and in the dazzling purple light, it plunged into Jiang Yixue, the body of the demon host.

Jiang Yixue also felt a strong feeling about the disappearance of the Lord of the Sand Lord.

She feels that her body has become much lighter, just like there has always been a big rock pressing against herself, and now that big rock has been lifted off.

Mr. Shaluo also felt that the Demon Soul changed hands and got into the body of the new host. He was relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The rapidly rotating purple magic crystal ball also resembled a brake wheel, gradually stopped turning, and finally hovered in the air, the dazzling purple light gradually dimmed.

Everything was very successful, Mr. Sha Luo showed a tired but excited look.

"Miss Jiang, you can leave the position. I have removed the devil in your body."

Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er looked at the side with relish, but they didn't even prepare a popcorn. Seeing that the soul-diving technique ended so soon, there was still a little bit more meaning.

Jiang Yuxin hurried over with her elder sister and asked curiously, "Is it over? Elder sister, how do you feel?"

Lan Ling'er also mixed with the elder sister's other hand: "Elder sister, how are you feeling?"

Jiang Yixue had a rejoicing look: "I feel like I'm relaxed a lot."

Jiang Yuxin smiled curiously: "So mysterious, true and false, we can't see anything at all."

Lan Ling'er smiled and said, "You can't see it. You haven't done enough. I can't see it either. But I think Brother Ye must have seen it. The devil in the elder sister's body should be removed."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I saw it all. Mr. Sha Luo did not lie, he succeeded."

Mr. Mei Long also laughed with laughter: "I also feel that Miss Jiang has changed, but it is Miss Jiang who has the most say, and she will certainly be able to experience it herself."

The man of the demon race kept his eyes closed, and any arc on his body, face, and clothes continued to be like needles, stimulating him until all was calm.

He opened his eyes violently, and a powerful soul shot through his pupils.

Ye Feng is most familiar with this energy. It is powerful and fierce. In the empty cave in Huashan Mountain, on the top of Huashan Mountain, on the Tiankeng Mountain in Zhongnan Mountain, this powerful magic soul power is felt.

The Mozu strong man looked at Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue, his face showing a sly smile.

"I finally saw you this time, using my new body instead of staying in that girl's body, wow, this feels really good."

Sha Luo looked excited: "Senior, may I ask..."

The strong man showed a contemptuous sneer, a sound of thought, and Sha Luo's expression became more and more frightened and more respectful. This demon soul just released from Jiang Yixue was indeed the ancestor of his family five thousand years ago.

Sha Luo thumped down and knelt in front of Lord Mosha: "Sha Luo sees his ancestors."

Lord Mosha nodded with a smile: "You get up, and thank you for resurrecting me."

"Ancestral ancestors, this magic sand city is my own industry. If the ancestors need them, they will be handed over to the ancestors. I will also tell the world that the old Lord of the Sands has come back, and the alliance of lords must divide at least one territory. Here you are."

"Under General Ye's occupation, does the League of Lords still exist? You don't have to tell the world,

Sha Luo was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his ancestors would be so low-key: "The ancestors can rest assured that I will do well."

Lord Mosha smiled to Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue with a smile: "General Ye, Miss Jiang, how about I invite everyone to drink two glasses of wine?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you do with drinking?"

"Thank you and Miss Jiang, without you, I cannot return to the Devil Realm, nor can I be resurrected by my descendants."

Nangong Yang said with a smile: "Since Miss Jiang's demon soul has been removed, we can return to Nanhuo City and make preparations before the war."

Suddenly Nangong sheep's smile condensed on his face, he seemed to feel something was wrong.

Sha Luo felt the same way, his eyes fixed on the courtyard outside the window.

In the main palace of the magic sand city, I don't know when there was a layer of mist, like a white gauze.

A cold rush came from all directions, blowing Jiang Yixue's collar tightly, and Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er both clasped their arms together.

Just now the look of excitement became tense, and the woman's sixth sense was more sensitive.

"A strange feeling."

"It seems to be something in the city's palace."

Ye Feng also felt this kind of vision. He secretly guessed in his heart, did he come back from the left?Or is the army of Nangong Wei and the High Lord coming?

Unlike, the main palace is very quiet, it is a silent feeling.

Sha Luo looked at Nangong Sheep with a dignified look.

Ye Feng reminded Nangong sheep suspiciously: "Master Mellon, it feels wrong there, and the city's main palace seems to be cold."

Sha Luo looked nervous: "This is the sequelae caused by the use of Soul Splitting."

Ye Feng asked curiously: "Oh, this is caused by the use of Soul Splitting? What sequelae?"

Sha Luo lightly sighed: "The use of split spirits, any operation of soul power, will cause the vigilance of the power of the underworld. Our magic witch uses magic, which will affect the magic soul."

Ye Feng suddenly realized that the city's main palace became cold, which is the role of death in the underworld.

As the mist surged, a dark shadow came out of the mist, and the whole body was shrouded in a black robe, holding a skeleton staff in his hand, and a powerful death, like a surging wave.

The black shadow could not see his face, and his face was hidden in the mist surrounded by black air, only showing a pair of red eyes.

Ye Feng looked at the black robe in astonishment, exactly the same as the underworld costume that Ye Feng had seen, but the breath on his eyes was completely different.

This is an unfamiliar god of death, or the god of death in charge of the demon world, and he is not the same person as the god of death he encountered in the eternal life world.

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