The devil, who was delirious and had only the instinct to eat, finally got close to Zhuo Feixin, who was unable to protect himself, with great difficulty.

It inhaled wildly, and the ominous black gas from Zhuo Feixin's body poured into its mouth. Seeing that it was about to enter its stomach, a slender jade hand covered its mouth out of thin air. The ominous black gas that reached its mouth was cut out, and its eyes widened in anger.

The yin qi is released, and the yin and cold are raging.

Mi Qing: "It seems that you are really tired of dying. ”

As soon as she used her hand, the devil's mouth was almost pinched. The teeth swallow and breathe, and the yin qi escapes.

Before the devil could resist, it was thrown out, smashed to the ground, and fell into it.

Mi Qing teleported, and with another kick, he kicked the devil who had just straightened up his upper body again, almost penetrating hundreds of meters on the surface. That strength is not small.

The devil hurts too much, and his reason returns, and he cries wow.

Its yin qi was so powerful that it was about to become unstable. was beaten a few times by Mi Qingxia, and I was afraid that I would be scattered.

Just as she wanted to ask for mercy, she saw Zhuo Feixin spitting blood, and the ominous black qi on her body was so strong that it almost enveloped one-third of her body. The red gold arm behind it is actually full of black cracks, and there is a faint tendency to degenerate.

In this way, the fragrance of ominous black gas is even stronger.

The devil lost his mind again, and despite Mi Qing's rage, he once again crossed her and attacked Zhuo Feixin's side, swallowing a large amount of ominous black qi in one bite.

All of a sudden, the yin qi that the devil had escaped before was actually stable.

In this way, it has a great appetite, and where can it care about begging for mercy.

Mi Qing took a deep breath and used his mind again and again, but the devil still did not come back, and wantonly ate the ominous black qi on Zhuo Feixin's body, and the yin qi became more and more intense, but there was also a cold invasion that was more cold than the yin qi itself.

She, the owner of the devil, was also affected.

A meager cold ice erupted from the bones and blood all over the body.

In a short moment, the bare skin was covered with frost, even the eyelashes.

Before the exhaled breath landed, it condensed into ice and fell. Mi Qing only felt that his hands and feet were cold and numb, and it was actually meant to be extinct.

She no longer hesitated, and teleported to the devil, where grass and vines sprouted from her flesh and surrounded the crimson coffin. Even, the four thick grass vines behind her gradually blessed the source of the white bone treachery pollution, giving birth to a white mist. The white mist lingered, and the grass and vine seeds pierced violently.

With a terrible scream, the crimson coffin was pierced by four grass and vine species shrouded in white mist, and a large amount of yin qi flowed out.

On the devil's body, four blood holes appeared out of thin air.

There was a white mist eroding the blood hole, it stiffened and turned its head, its eyes became conscious, looked at Mi Qing, and muttered to itself, "Sister......

Its figure is fading, disappearing.

Mi Qing's face was expressionless.

The blood on his body continued to drip down, and before it could hit the ground, it had already congealed into blood beads. In the dark red blood beads, there was a trace of ominous black qi oozing.

That black gas is exactly the same as the black gas on Zhuo Feixin's body.

Grass and vine seeds burrow into blood beads in a vain attempt to regenerate.

It can be polluted by the black gas in the blood beads, and the grass and vine seeds will wither instantly.

The grass and vine species that grew from Mi Qing's body also seemed to be polluted by more ominous black gas, half of the grass and vine seeds withered, and half of the grass and vine seeds were revived.

This process of rebirth is carried out in Mi Qing's body.

Her body, except for the internal organs, other parts of her body are miserable.

And the devil, in this case, dissipated.

The crimson coffin is also about to dissipate.

"No—"

The ghost mother's inky black coffin was bound in place by a blood chain blessed with the word "sophist", and when she saw the devil dissipate, her sanity finally returned.

There was a loud bang, and the coffin board of the ink-black coffin soared into the sky.

The ghost mother in a red wedding dress flew out and attacked Mi Qing.

The cold and yin qi turned into ghost hands and tore through the void.

Mi Qing stood still and didn't move, and the four grass vines behind him that had been completely infiltrated by the white mist shot out, nailing the ghost mother to the void ten meters away.

With a wave of her hand, the yin qi collapsed.

Flipping through the file, the page of the big miscellaneous crab was placed in front of him.

Then, the ghost mother began to mutate.

Under the terrible scream, the lower half of its body turned into a hairy crab. Today's shape looks like a female bust growing out of top of a hairy crab.

Mi Qing was not in a hurry, and the crimson coffin that was about to dissipate was slapped into the body of the ghost mother by her palm, and then began to shake the characteristics.

"Giving birth."

The birth of hairy crabs, a characteristic that Mi Qing swears never to use.

Now, she's trying to use it on the ghost mother.

Whether it works out or not depends on the moment.

"Ahh

The ghost mother's abdomen has undergone a strange change.

In just a second or two, its belly bulged like a balloon. At the same time, the belly is bulging, and Mi Qing himself.

Mi Qing: "......"

Even if she succeeds in applying the trait to the Void Spirit she contains, it seems that the perk effect is forced on her.

The stomach hurts, the belly swells, the lower abdomen distended and hurts, weird.

Now, I'm afraid she will really hurt to be a mother.

In the next moment, the ghost mother wailed, and her big belly began to fall. But her lower body has fused with hairy crabs, where can she give birth smoothly.

All of a sudden, dystocia was inevitable.

Mi Qing's face was hideous.

The big belly began to sag, and the devil was afraid that it was going to be born from her body.

She refused!

"Song Ziliu! Sword! ”

Song Ziliu, who was completely at a loss about the development of the plot, threw out his sword even more dazedly when he heard Mi Qing's shout. He didn't pay attention at all, what he threw was his natal sword.

When he came back to his senses, he noticed that Mi Qing was holding a sword and actually peeled off his stomach raw.

grabbed it with one hand, stirred it indiscriminately, and pulled out a ball of light surrounded by yin qi. What's inside the ball of light, it's completely impossible to see.

During this period, Mi Qing was in a cold sweat, and his muscles were bulging, but he didn't scream in pain. If it weren't for the fact that her breathing was extremely heavy, Song Ziliu thought that she wouldn't be in pain.

"Grass!"

Mi Qing finally cursed.

Returning the sword stained with her blood to the incredible Song Ziliu, she rudely threw the ball of light to the ghost mother whose stomach was also broken, and then added all the healing properties to herself.

The horrific wound in the abdomen was healing rapidly, but the pain still lingered in the nerves.

The ghost mother who got the ball of light didn't care about the pain in her abdomen, and suddenly separated from the big crab, and retracted into the inky black coffin with the ball of light, and disappeared.

The yin qi decreased greatly, Mi Qing's body shook, and he looked back at Zhuo Feixin.

The trouble of the coffin of the mother and son has been solved, but Zhuo Feixin and the ominous black qi that still remains in her body have not been resolved.

Song Ziliu flew over with a complicated expression, and tried not to look at Mi Qing's abdomen, but if she didn't look there, she would see the four thick grass vines behind her.

Other grass and vine species are still regenerating and withering, and the black ominous black qi has not subsided even in such a high-intensity regeneration.

Only the four grass vines with white mist penetrating behind them prevent the erosion of black gas, and they are strong and strong.

Song Ziliu was a few meters away from her, so she couldn't get close.

He asked: "The gods of the Zhuo team are not only immortal gods, but also fallen gods. ”

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Mi Qing: After all, there is still pain to be a mother, convex (艹艹艹)