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The beautiful purple arc with the fall of the claws comes from the purple jade bracelet on the wrist.

In the blink of an eye, her snow-white and shiny palms turned pale and stiff, and slender and cold long blue nails grew from the tips of her ten fingers, piercing his skin fiercely.

Like jade five fingers, with the power of an artifact, it easily pierces the flesh, and the red blood seeps out along the flesh nails, trickling continuously.

The second-grade seven-star spirit ancestor spiritual power he possessed, even if the master was in a state of soul loss, was still covered with the texture of the heart in an instant, trying his best to prevent the ghost claw nails from continuing to pierce down.

The blood belonging to the Lanjing Imperial Descendant has its own powerful spiritual power, and as soon as it comes into contact with the air outside the skin, it begins to evaporate, turning into a red mist and floating upward.

'Ga ......'

The smug laughter that was as hoarse as the tip of a knife cutting through the glass came from the coquettish face that he was familiar with to his bones, at this moment, the coquettish girl raised her lips lightly, took a deep breath, and inhaled the floating red mist into her mouth, and her eyes continued to turn red as the red mist sucked more and more, blood-like red, inhumane red, terrifying...... Devilish red.

He became weaker and weaker, and the spiritual power that filled his chest gradually thinned, and her long nails continued to pierce little by little, constantly approaching the heart in the chest......

The red eyes turned rapidly like a bird, greed, abuse, hatred, murder, many, many negative emotions appeared in her eyes, feeling the tips of her nails only two or three minutes away from the beating heart, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a bloodthirsty evil smile.

On the side, someone brushed his sleeves, palms up, and elegantly stretched his slender ten fingers.

With a 'boom', golden-red flames appeared out of thin air on the slender but scarred ten fingers.

In shock, he grabbed the palm of her hand on his chest and grabbed it.

'Ding. ’

The sound of Jin Ge hitting jade.

It was a beautiful butterfly buckle bracelet, which hit the purple jade buckle bracelet on her wrist, and bounced golden sparks.

!!' a look of surprise flashed in her red eyes,

"It's not easy to kill the Lanjing Emperor, right?" Whose voice was sneering, lazy.

How can it be?!

Will there be a human race that can attack it as the host in the mirage of Vientiane Shura?!

She was grabbed in one hand, holding the ugly stove in the other, her stiff body slowly turned around, and she saw the top-grade six-star spirit saint who had been completely ignored after being ingested into the refining environment.

The face wearing the fox mask couldn't see clearly, but the phoenix eyes outside the mask contained a murderous aura of secret anger: "I can't beat people, I can only use the furnace corpse shell trained by Wu Qingluo's body to drive the ancient treasure to attack his soul, but it's a pity that you can't die, and you will also be involved......"

A kite spirit spirit with a soul body level at the Terran third-grade seven-star spirit ancestor level may be able to rely on the power of the primeval treasure to make the mirror fly and the book small lamp sink into illusion, except for Tang Xuan!

Tang Xuan's soul is a nine-grade eight-star spirit venerable!

The fire on the ten fingers had already stained the pale and stiff ghost claw, and the terrifying fire from the abyss of the earth had scorched the ghost claw's skin in the blink of an eye.

"Gah!"

With a piercing sound, she was held by Tang Xuan's wrist and retreated sharply.

Click.

Her wrist, which was held by Tang Xuan, was broken alive.

It was like a lizard with a broken tail to protect herself, she ignored the severed hand falling into Tang Xuan's hand, and her body retreated to a safe distance, suspended in the void.

"So, you're killing yourself. ”

Throwing away the blackened forearm connected to the palm in his hand in disgust, Tang Xuan reached out to support the seriously injured and unconscious Jing Feiyang, raised his eyes, and looked at the woman who was suspended in the void opposite.