"This last one! I guess both of you recognize it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ling Jia said to Yuan Hui and Fang Yan.

"You can't be, soul summoning grass. Yuanhui asked in surprise.

"That's right, this is exactly what is only available in the world, the soul summoning grass, and the year of this grass is three thousand years, this grass and this king are not easy to get, it is very precious, but for the sake of poetry, even if it is a precious thing, as long as this king can do it, he will not be stingy. Ling Jia looked at the herbs in his hand, without the slightest distress, and resolutely handed it over to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan took the herb and put it in his arms, as if grateful, he nodded at Ling Jia.

But at this time, Yuanhui suddenly asked: "If you lied to us, then didn't we murder the Holy Mother who belongs to our side?"

"Thunder Emperor, believe it or not, this king can only help here anyway. Ling Jiaman didn't care, and replied to Yuan Hui.

Then he turned his head again, pointed at Yuan Hui, and said to Fang Yan: "Thunder Emperor, you can not believe it, but this king wants you, you can't disbelieve this king, just treat it as this king begging you, you will believe this king once, this king will definitely not harm poetry, this king thinks, how this king is about poetry, you can see it, there is no need for this king to say more." ”

Fang Yan looked at Ling Jia, and Ling Jia was also looking at Fang Yan.

After a long while, Fang Yan asked coldly: "Is this herb taken raw, or boiled into medicine?" Fang Yan's tone was very cold.

Ling Jia smiled, and he said to Fang Yan: "First, Xiang will give the Soul Eater Grass to the Poetry Artist, and wait until the Poetry is served, and an hour later, the Soul Leaving Grass will be given to the Poetry Tree." ”

Ling Jia took a breath and immediately warned: "However, you have to remember that once you take the Soul Leaving Grass, you must immediately give her the Soul Calling Grass, so that the medicinal effect of the Soul Leaving Grass will be able to drive the remaining soul of the Holy Mother of Destruction out of the body of the poetic art, and the Soul Calling Grass can awaken the poetry in time, so as not to let the Holy Mother of the World Destroy have a chance, remember, remember." ”

"Okay, this king remembers, I hope you are not deceiving this king, this king is here to thank you first. Fang Yan saluted Ling Jia.

Ling Jia took a deep breath, and said to Yuan Hui and Fang Yan: "Okay, now, you two, do your best to attack this king, this king doesn't want to be accused of betraying others by other demon kings, come on, let this king, perfect in this scene, end the curtain." ”

"Yuanhui, wait for the start, remember to be merciful. Fang Yan instructed.

"Don't worry, I will give him a very perfect ending in this scene, and ensure that others can't see it. Yuan Hui replied to Fang Yan with a smile.

"Hmm," Fang Yan nodded, as expected.

"This king will weaken the power of the barrier set by this king, and when this king is attacked by you, it will start to crash into the barrier set up by this king, so you can rest assured, attack this king, this king will not fight back, of course, this king does not want to die yet, this king will defend himself. Ling Jia seemed to be joking, and as if he was warning Fang Yan and Yuan Hui, don't try to take the opportunity to kill him, he still has the ability to defend himself.

Fang Yan's palm opened, and a fireball appeared from Fang Yan's palm.

Yuan Hui did the same action as Fang Yan, his palm was also open, and lightning gathered in his palm.

Fang Yan, with all his might, threw the fireball in his hand at Ling Jia, while Yuanhui's thunderball followed.

Ling Jia quickly pulled out the sword on the ground and held the sword in his heart.

Two balls one after the other, one after the other, followed, the fireball hit Lingjia's sword, Lingjia was knocked away by the fireball, and then, Lingjia broke the seal behind him.

The seal set by Ling Jia himself, after being broken by himself, a thunderball followed.

Ling Jia slashed with the sword in his hand and split the thunderball.

The thunderballs that became two and a half were in front of Lingjia, one left and one right, and they exploded at the same time, only to see the two sounds of "boom, boom, boom".

Fang Yan and Yuan Hui on the ground, the two of them looked indifferent, Fang Yan made a posture of bending the bow to shoot the eagle, the flames, in his hands, automatically formed a big bow, and on the bow, there was also an arrow composed of flames.

And Yuanhui, he is the same, in his hand, he also has a big bow transformed by thunder, and on the bow, there is an arrow transformed by thunder.

Ling Jia in mid-air, his body just appeared, the two sounds of "huh, huh", two arrows, the same one after the other, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and arrived in front of Lingjia in an instant.

The arrow, which had been filled with flames, was aimed directly at Lingjia's chest, and the arrow turned into thunder was aimed at Lingjia's temple.

As soon as Ling Jia leaned out of the smoke from the explosion of the thunderball, he heard the sound of "boom, boom".

A sense of crisis arose, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was the unstoppable arrow.

At the last moment, Ling Jia moved his body slightly to the left, avoiding the vital point.

With a "poof," Ling Jia's blood was thrown out of mid-air, and Ling Jia's body, also being carried by the flaming arrows, continued to fly backwards, crashing into the mountain where Ah Hao and Shiyi were.

"Ah Hao, the ice demon is in danger," Shiyi reminded again and again, Ah Hao, the head of the four demon kings.

Ah Hao didn't pay attention to it, only to see him, it turned out that he was not in the same place for a long time, it turned out that when Ling Jia was knocked into the air by Fang Yan, Ah Hao felt that something was wrong, so he immediately took action and went to save Ling Jia.

Ling Jia felt happy in his heart, because such an attack was like a battle of life and death, and at the same time, he was very depressed in his heart, thinking: "These two guys, are they really doing a fake show?" With such a question, Ling Jia closed his eyes as if he was fated.

Seeing that Lingjia was resigned to his fate and closed his eyes, Hao Ke was not happy.

I saw him swing out with a sword, and the sword surface hit the arrow turned into thunder, and the thunderous arrow was slapped out.

There were two sounds of "boom, bang", one was that Ling Jia hit the mountain, and the other was that Fang Yan's arrow exploded.

This mountain, with Ling Jia's collision, plus Fang Yan's arrow exploded.

Half of the mountain collapsed, burying Lingjia alive in the mountain.

Ah Hao didn't pay attention to Lingjia's current situation, he knew that Lingjia wouldn't die anyway.

He was in mid-air, looking at Fang Yan and Yuan Hui, the eyes of both sides were full of killing intent, their eyes were like swords, and wherever they looked, there was the sound of Jin Ge.