Feng Qiqi was not in the mood to listen to the old man's self-righteous humor there.

  Her body, spiritual veins, and meridians are now crawling with the branches and buds of withered grass, and as soon as her soul retreats and retreats, she almost gives control of her body to withered grass.

  Feng Qiqi gritted his teeth and looked at the old man who kept jumping over there: "What's it called!" Hurry up and find a way, really watch me die, will you bury me together? ”

  [Figured it out?] What can I do? This is Soul Eater! What the are you crazy about eating Soul Eater! The old man roared loudly, looking like a broken jar.

  Since following Feng Qiqi, this stable day has not passed for two, and every time it is like putting his head on the waistband of his trousers, he has had enough!

  "What is Soul Eater? Isn't this the withered grass of the Soul Clan? Feng Qiqi suppressed the branches and buds that spread upward, and looked at the old man suspiciously.

  [Withered Grass?] Do you look at it like a withered grass? I'm afraid that your Soul Clan's withered leaf grass only grows from one leaf of the Soul Eater Grass! This is the taproot of the Soul Eater! ]

  The old man is about to go crazy, and he will come to the Soul Devouring Grass, it will really be three or three nights, and the only thing that can be sure now is that they are dying.

  "Okay, okay, hurry up and find a way, I can't suppress it." Feng Qiqi also roared.

  All her spirits are here, she doesn't know what the situation is in the outside world now, she doesn't know that every inch of her exposed skin at this time is the appearance of dead leaves and grass branches, and she doesn't know that the tip of the sword in Long Rin's hand is only a fraction of a millimeter away from the center of her eyebrows.

  [Fire!] Now only the Supreme Fire can force back the Soul Eater! ]

  The old man jumped up and down, but it was so white, Feng Qiqi couldn't help but roll her eyes, if she used her spiritual power now, why would she be so embarrassed.

  "Meow-" Fat Zi called twice hurriedly.

  The pitch-black shoots were already closing in on them, and several times they almost caught up in its tail.

  It was angry with its teeth and claws, and the thunder and lightning were released one by one, but it was too weak to completely force back these murderous soul eaters.

  [Ahhhhh Lao Tzu has just come out, and he hasn't played enough, and this is the first time he has faced death! The old man was about to collapse.

  "Meow-" Fat Purple Fried Hair yelled, then turned around and rushed towards Feng Qiqi.

  And at this moment, the Soul Eater Grass rushed up like crazy and entangled the old man.

  [I'm grass, fat purple, you're too much!] The old man shouted, he was so entangled in the branches and buds from the bullying body that he couldn't break free.

  But after all, he is a holy stone that was opened in ancient times, and it is hard to a certain extent.

  The Soul Eater also felt that this old guy was too difficult to gnaw, and was ready to drag it back to digest it slowly, so he simply pestered the old man and dragged it deeply.

  [Ahhhhh Two saddles, I'm dying! The old man looked at Feng Qiqi with tears and snot.

  Although he is a holy stone that was opened in ancient times, the soul devouring grass is even more awesome, it is an ancient thing!

  You can't beat it!

  This glance at the past made the old man see a little hope, and he struggled to hold on to the spiritual veins on the side, and he was unwilling to be dragged away by the Soul Eater Grass when he died.

  [Hurry up!] Come on! I don't want to be fertilizer, old man! ]

  The old man hugged the spiritual veins fiercely, but he didn't want to be afraid of letting go, and on the other side, Feng Qiqi and Fat Zi were colliding together, and the red and purple light was pervasive, illuminating Feng Qiqi's entire soul.

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