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Let the Mysterious Beast Crystal Nucleus in this eagle-faced beast benefit her poor little white squirrel!

The light of the arbor's eyes moved, and the ghostly light passed by.

An adsorbed Xuan Force in his hand instantly sucked the eagle-faced Xuan Beast caught off guard in the Thunder Shield to his feet.

"Whew!" the eagle-faced beast roared, just as it wanted to flap its wings.

The little monk who had been silently pinching the Buddha's handprint, quickly stretched out his small palm and shook it, and a golden "swastika" smashed straight on the head of the eagle-faced beast that rose up fiercely.

There was a loud bang, and the poor eagle-faced beast was crushed to the ground by the "swastika" print.

Qingluan flew up in a hurry, and without saying anything, he made up two swords for the eagle-faced beast.

"Leave its head. Qiao Mu reminded him slightly anxiously, and Qingluan paused and lifted the eagle-faced beast that only had one breath left.

Qiao Mu's face was expressionless, and the dagger in his hand flashed slightly, directly cutting the eagle-faced beast's big head, and cutting out a red crystal nucleus from it.

This Mysterious Beast Crystal Nucleus was rudder and better than any crystal nucleus she had seen before, like a ruby, radiating light in her hand.

The darker the color of the crystal nucleus, the higher the grade of the Xuan Beast, and this crystal nucleus is enough to withstand a hundred ordinary Rank 10 Xuan Beast crystal nuclei.

Qiao Mu was in a slightly better mood, and directly put this mysterious beast crystal nucleus into the inner realm first.

And the old Dao, who was still in the thunder cover, was furious, looking at his own mysterious beast, and was dissected by his brain to take out the crystal nucleus.

I couldn't even break through the lightning shield to react.

His beast is completely dead!

The death of the mysterious beast will inevitably eat its master, and this time it will hurt the old way......

He was anxious, angry and resentful, a mouthful of old blood spurted out instantly, and his face was as white as gold paper in an instant.

"Ah!!" the old man roared.

He didn't expect that he would just personally solve a small village girl, but he would encounter such a big disaster.

Is he underestimating the enemy, or is the opponent growing too strong?

The claws of the evil beast on Lao Dao's chest desperately scratched the translucent cover, trying to tear open the thunder cover and let himself out.

Unexpectedly, the arbor injected a mysterious force into the thunder cover.

At this time, she had already summoned the Xuan Power from the three branch veins at the same time and injected it directly.

In an instant, the entire small spiritual realm was filled with the light of thunder and lightning, and there was no room for anyone to fight back.

The staggered thunder light in the field was in the shape of a tic-tac-toe, slashing straight towards the old road.

It's really sharpened!

Lao Dao saw that a piece of flesh and bone on his shoulder was slashed by Lei Guang, where did he dare to be careless.

In addition to protecting his heart and chest with his spirit armor, he filled his body with Xuanli and roared angrily!

The cyan Dao robes all over his body were blown up by a stream of mysterious power, forming a barrier to resist the overwhelming intertwined thunder light in the small spiritual realm.

It's just that he has been injured because of the Mysterious Beast's backlash.

At this time, it took a lot of Xuan power to resist the thunder light, and it was able to resist for a while, but it couldn't resist for a lifetime.

In the long run, he will definitely be killed by this thunderbolt.

Therefore, he was anxious, and the whole person was very embarrassed, and he stepped up the movements of the sharp claws on his chest, scratching and slapping the damage of this thunder cover.

But are spiritual artifacts so easy to destroy?

If it is destroyed in a few clicks, it will not be called a spiritual weapon.

"Ahem, ahem!" Lao Dao described as embarrassed, and a mouthful of blood foam spurted out of his mouth.