The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Suxi smiled slightly: "I think that the origin of the cold food flowers is more astounding than the killing swords? This should not be a spiritual plant that can grow on the Miluo continent. It is better to tell me how you get cold food flowers, I’ll tell you what’s the origin of the air sword?"

The cloak man's face flashed with anger, his mind was scattered, and his clothes were cut by an unintentional sword.

The cloak man stepped back a few positions, looking at Wuxin with a sneer: "Grandpa, I'm so bored to play with you for a while, do you think you really will be my opponent?"

Unintentionally, he slowly adjusted the qi and blood in his body, his expression was indifferent, and ignored the man's words.

The man in the cloak looked hopelessly, and then looked at Puxi behind him. His eyes suddenly swelled with a bloodthirsty dark awn, "Since you want to find death, Grandpa and I will complete you. Anyway, I am also tired of playing..."

At the end of the talk, a black flag suddenly appeared in the cloak's chicken feet.

He murmured a mantra in his mouth. With the mantra, the flag grew bigger and bigger, even higher than the cloak man.

The man in the cloak laughed twice, and touched the cold flagpole quietly, said: "Go, my baby, I haven't given you a chance to show lately, I must be hungry. But this time, I will compensate once. Give you."

"You haven't tasted the taste of Yuanying yet, it's more delicious than the hundreds of Golden Pills."

With that said, the cloak raised his hand and a spiritual force hit the flag streamer.

The flag streamer shook violently, and then a black shadow emerged from the flag and flew into the sky.

The black shadow curled thicker and thicker, and then turned into a grimace with black-faced fangs, flying straight toward the heartless.

In a blink of an eye, Wuxin was wrapped in the black air, and the grimace opened his mouth of the blood basin and gnawed at Wuxin.

Every time you are bitten, the unconscious breath is weak, and the ghost is strong.

Although the killing sword in the unintentional hands kept dancing, the speed was getting slower and slower.

Gu Liufeng gritted his teeth and said, "That should be the Soul Refining Banner."

Soul refining banner, to devour the martial soul and essence to strengthen its own evil magic.

The cloak man laughed with laughter: "Relax, wait for the kid to be swallowed, the next one will be your turn."

As he said, his figure flicked, his chicken-like hands suddenly turned into ghost claws, and he grabbed hard at Puxi.

"Bang--" There was a loud noise, and the unconscious black gas suddenly retreated, and even the ghost face was tipped out ten feet away, falling on the ground and convulsing, and even the black shadow was scattered a lot.

But Suxi only felt a vigorous effort to drag himself and Gu Liufeng back a few steps, and could escape the cloak of the cloak man.

Inadvertently standing in front of Suxi and Guliufeng, one arm was completely broken, and his body was scarred, as if he would fall at any time.

"Wang... Xi Xi, go away!" Innocently mute, "I can hold him up to a quarter of an hour!"

Suxi stunned, as if her eyes were completely flooded with blood, causing anger in her chest.

She hates being weak, and even hates the people around her being hurt for her.

The cloak man suddenly became furious when he saw the weak appearance of the ghost face.

This ghost face, but he used countless ghost feeding to condense out, the strength is comparable to the early stage of Yuan Ying.Unexpectedly, the damn kid had lost his arm to explode the spiritual power, and seriously injured his ghost face.

In this way, even if the souls of these boys are swallowed, it will take a while to restore their original strength.