readx; She gradually couldn't hear the voice of Qingfan Daoist clearly, Hua Xiaoxi only felt that the surroundings were hot, her eyes seemed to be a little blurry, and the ghost monarch in front of her gradually turned into a phantom, Hua Xiaoxi really underestimated the strength of this ghost monarch. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, it was too late to resist, and the internal force in her body was losing out uncontrollably, not only the ordinary internal skills she had practiced, but also the internal strength of the Bishui Divine Skill.

In a daze, Hua Xiaoxi was thinking that it would be good if he could suck this blue water magic skill away, so with his miscellaneous internal skills that he didn't know where to suck from, it would be strange if the blue water magic skill didn't force him to go crazy and burst to death.

But Hua Xiaoxi's calculation in her heart played well, but the truth was not as good as she thought, if she didn't practice the Bishui Divine Skill to the eighth layer, she might really be sucked away, but the internal strength of the Bishui Divine Skill that had been practiced to the eighth layer had been deeply imprinted in her body, how could it be sucked away so easily.

Just when Hua Xiaoxi really thought that the Ghost Monarch would suck the blue water divine skill away, along with the loss of the blue water divine skill, Hua Xiaoxi's heart-rending pain followed, as if she was being Ling Chi at this time.

Hua Xiaoxi has never experienced such severe pain, she has always been afraid of pain, even if she lost most of her consciousness, she was still hurt subconsciously two lines of tears, two lines of hot tears, and the skin on her face was cold.

At this moment, maybe it's better to die than life as those people often say!

Hua Xiaoxi really couldn't bear it, and subconsciously clenched her hands, and wanted to break the iron rope and beat the person in front of her fiercely, but not only the Bishui Divine Skill was tearing her fiercely, but other internal skills were also tearing her blood, although it was not as powerful as the Bishui Divine Skill, but it also made Hua Xiaoxi tremble.

It is impossible for the Bishui Divine Skill to be sucked away anyway, but the internal skills she once practiced are tearing her blood and slowly leaving her, but it is okay, if these internal skills are sucked away, she will not have to worry about the Bishui Divine Skill being restrained from them, but she may not run so fast in the future.

It's been a long time since it's hurt so much, Hua Xiaoxi seems to think that she may die like this, and the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing her heart is probably not as good as what she feels at this time.

Now Hua Xiaoxi's only thought is, why hasn't she fainted from pain yet!

Time seemed to freeze, Hua Xiaoxi was confused, and she could only feel the pain of tearing all over her body, every second was like a year, Bishui Shengong stubbornly tore every inch of her body, and she didn't know when the ghost king would be able to suck it up.

Just when Hua Xiaoxi was about to faint from the pain, the pain in her body seemed to have been reduced, and the blue water magic skill no longer pulled her, and the internal strength in her body seemed to slowly return to its original position.

Hua Xiaoxi was already sweating profusely at this time, and when the ghost king withdrew her hand, she was hanging on the chain, but her clothes were soaked, and even her sweat was dripping from the hem.

It would take a while for her brain to recover her clarity, she just opened her eyes and glanced at the ghost monarch in front of her, as if his face was not very good, and a pair of angry eyes seemed to want to eat her.

It's obvious that she was injured, but why is the ghost king like this?

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