Chapter Eighty-Eight Tragic

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Yin Feng Dao man's face was hideous, his face showed unwillingness, he forcibly endured the pain, and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood towards the gourd, and the skull instantly raised its huge head high, opened its big mouth, and rushed towards Ye Xiaoman with a roar.

Ye Xiaoman flicked his fingers, and a small purple flame entered the skeleton's big mouth.

"Burn bones and scatter ashes!"

With this scream, the skull quickly disappeared as soon as it could be seen with the naked eye, and finally turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Blood oozed from the corners of Ye Xiaoman's mouth, and "burning bones and ashes" was beyond the scope of her mana.

However, she couldn't stop now, because there was still a Yin Wind Dao person who needed her to deal with.

At this time, the Yin Wind Dao Man had already become the end of the strong crossbow, and the Flame Burning Heart had already made him take care of himself, and the destruction of the skull had hit his divine consciousness even harder, thinking that since his debut, he had never had such a defeat in the cultivation realm for hundreds of years, how could he be willing?

Spit out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the Yin Wind Dao Man endured the severe pain in his body and mind, took out a handful of black round balls, and violently urged the spell, throwing them viciously into the air.

Those balls exploded in the air, and a foul smell quickly filled the entire formation space.

"Sure enough, I still can't avoid this trick!" Ye Xiaoman scolded secretly in her heart, although she had already taken precautions and had swallowed the antidote pill, but the smell was unbearable.

Ye Xiaoman closed his lips tightly, his fingers jumped in the air, and one after another spells were struck, which further increased the spiritual power transfer to the Purple Flame Holy Fire.

The pain in the internal organs of the Yin Wind Dao people was even more intense, and the secret path in his heart was not good, and the Yin Corpse Ball had no effect, which made him feel bottomless.

He was still trying to resist, but he had been injured by the flames emitted by the Purple Flame Holy Flame, and he was trapped in the fire dragon, unable to move half a step.

It was the deeper and deeper despair that slowly occupied the hearts of the Yin Feng Dao people, and with full of unwillingness, the Yin Feng Dao people suddenly rose, their eyes were red, and they shouted hysterically: "Little girl, if you don't let me live, then let's die together!"

As he spoke, Yin Feng Dao Man's body swelled rapidly, and he laughed wildly: "Hahaha......! Let's die together!"

Ye Xiaoman's eyes shrank, he was going to ...... Self-destructing!?

In the middle of his thoughts, Ye Xiaoman's body retreated violently, and he used his volley steps to the limit, trying his best to stay away from this crazy person.

"Boom!"

The self-explosion in the middle stage of foundation building is definitely a super bomb, even if Ye Xiaoman's speed is fast, he has not avoided the fate of being affected.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Xiaoman's mouth, Ye Xiaoman's expression was a little aggrieved, this battle was the most fierce since she cultivated Zhen, and it was also the most tragic one, this battle made her feel like she was on the verge of death, at that moment, death was close to her!

Ignoring the chaos of the battlefield, she quickly swallowed a healing pill and sat there cross-legged to heal her wounds, and at the same time, Zhu Zhu also replenished some of her missing spiritual energy in the space to ensure that her spiritual power was full anytime and anywhere.

After the injury improved and his body returned to his usual state, Ye Xiaoman got up, reached out and took the storage bag that the Yin Feng Dao man had dropped on the ground, and put it into the purple bracelet space with the pitch-black gourd.

quickly put away the array plate, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Senior Brother Gu's production was really extraordinary, and under the self-explosion of the monk in the middle stage of foundation building, it was still safe and sound.

Coming to the ancient tree, Ye Xiaoman stood there, took a deep breath, and a pair of plain hands played out one after another, a burst of light flashed, the ancient tree disappeared in an instant, and what appeared in front of him was a huge stone plate.