ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Everyone present could see that the woman with a gloomy face in the crowd was about to deplete her spiritual power.

Alchemy was originally a technique that required huge spiritual power, how could she still burst out with such powerful energy after she had just completed alchemy?

Xinglian didn't stop the spiritual power pouring out wildly all over his body, just for this sword, stabbing the person on the ground from head to toe, and there was not even half a room for turning.

Si Jingyan's eyes were cold, and he didn't plan to stop her anymore, but at this time, if he didn't stop her, Qiao Xinglian would inevitably cause harm to himself due to excessive use of spiritual power.

"Qiao Xinglian, stop!" I couldn't even see his movements, I just felt that with a flower in front of me, Si Jingyan had already stood in front of Xinglian, and the Xuan Spirit Power in her hand flashed, suppressing the energy in her body.

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The faint aura that surrounded it like a mist became weaker and weaker, and the ice python woke up from its slumber.

He moved his nose in confusion and glanced around, his half-lying body sitting up straight and scratching his head.

Strange, why is the spiritual power in this woman's body getting weaker and weaker?

The child sitting cross-legged in mid-air was only surprised for a while, and then slowly floated to the spiritual source where the aura was located to check what was going on.

Damn woman, how come the spiritual source has been depleted like this? What the hell is she doing!

I just wanted to go out to see what was going on, but I stopped my movements, looked at the depleted spiritual source again, and sniffled, "Hmph, what's the matter with me, it's best to die after exhausting my spiritual power, I'll take back the Beast Soul Bead, and then I can leave here." ”

In the vast heart, the fog became weaker and weaker, almost to the point of extinction, and the ice python slowly floated back to its original place, waiting for this body to die.

After waiting for a while, he pouted, "Sure enough, without Uncle Ben, this woman won't live long, whoever calls her scheming and bad heart, it will be a matter of time before someone kills her." ”

The spiritual source that was about to be depleted gradually weakened, and the spiritual platform was like a withered flower, slowly decaying.

The waiting time was not long, but the ice python was uneasy, floating around the spiritual source, seeing that the fog was about to disappear, his face suddenly tensed, and the originally coiled legs suddenly turned into a white snake tail, and quickly stretched out to the spiritual source.

It wasn't until his heart was filled with fog again that his immature face seemed to be relieved, and before he could finish his breath, he turned his head awkwardly and said to himself in annoyance, "Hey, Uncle Ben just thinks that it would be too cheap for this woman to die because of spiritual exhaustion, and she can only be killed to eliminate the hatred in her heart!" ”

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The suppressed Xuan Ling Power didn't know why it suddenly burst out in another instant, and the four scenery were caught off guard, and the footsteps retreated, and the red lotus, which had been slowly falling, rose again, and was about to stab towards the clear clouds on the ground.

"Don't ...... No...... Please spare me......" Qingyun trembled all over, dragged his broken leg and took two steps back, and the woman in front of him who was possessed by a killing god had a cold face, and her eyes were staring at him like a poisonous snake.

As soon as the forcibly broken confinement was relaxed, her eyes sank, and the end of her sword rushed towards the person on the ground.

"Star Refinement!" There was an urgent cry not far away, with a little anxiety in the warm and nice voice.

The tip of the sword suddenly stopped at the moment when it pierced into the flesh and blood, Xing Lian raised his head blankly, and when a figure fell into his eyes, the mysterious spiritual power in his body quickly retreated. "Fourth brother......?"

And before he could answer, his eyes were dark, and his body had fallen limply.