"Go, good boy, I'm fine." The man glanced at Susha Suman, and was a little relieved, fortunately, there were still people in the first clan who took over the burden in their hands and continued to support them, otherwise it would not be possible to rely on a few of them alone.

"Grandpa, don't worry." Susha Suman carried the man to the wall, and then quickly joined the battle group, without even looking up at the golden battle above his head.

The maddening flower of the world was hanging over her head, but she didn't have time to look up, because his man was being besieged by several people.

"Something is wrong, why are those Venerable-level people just now suddenly reaching the Emperor level? Emperor-level people are all saint-level? Susha Suman glanced at the battle situation and frowned.

"I don't know." Pumpkin's cold voice also carried a thick doubt.

No wonder Grandpa Nine lost.

In this battle situation, they were originally sure to win, because the highest level of Zong Zheng Haoxiong was the emperor level, but they could have five saint-level masters on their side, but now they didn't know how many saint-level they had.

Susa Suman watched Qinglian's movements become more and more difficult, and she flew over quickly.

"I'll help you." She had already struck out a spiritual power in her hand, and directly shaved off half of the hair of the man opposite.

"How dare you cut off my hair!" The man's eyes were red, and he directly reached out and grabbed a low-level goblin in the crowd, and sucked it on his spiritual platform, Qinglian and Susha Suman saw that the low-level demon was sucked away by the man on the spiritual platform A wisp of white mist was gone.

But on the other hand, the man who had just reached the primary level of the Holy Rank had suddenly reached the peak of the middle level of the Holy Level.

This...... It's just against the sky!

No wonder their level skyrocketed, it turned out that they were absorbing the souls of demons of lower levels than them on the spot.

The soul of a high-level demon can temporarily soar their level by one realm, but what about the soul of a venerable-level demon?

After the skyrocketing, they could almost suck the soul of the emperor-level demon, and thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Suman's back.

No wonder the profession of demon refiner is so popular, it turns out that it is really a little scary.

He can let these low-level goblins enjoy the pleasure of the superior for a period of time, not to mention anything else, just this temptation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for anyone to resist.

"Second grandfather, do you really want to do something to me?" Qinglian looked at Han Wanghai who was walking towards him and asked in a cold voice.

"Qinglian, don't blame the second grandfather for being ruthless, such a temptation is indeed difficult for ordinary people to resist, you see...... The second grandfather is now in a state of flux, Qinglian, you surrender. Han Wanghai also wanted to persuade a few words.

But Qinglian's face was already dark.

This Han Wanghai, who was originally at the emperor level, has become a god-turning level, which shows how much of the essence of his clan he has absorbed in this moment!

On that day, when he was combined by the other two countries, he had never seen such a ferocity.

"Qinglian, be careful, the confrontation between the saint level and the god turner, that is simply not a grade." Susha Suman was leaned against Qinglian and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, their rapid progress is only temporary, as long as time passes, they will return to their original level." Qing Lian said this, frowning, it was because of this that these demon refiners would desperately suck the essence to maintain their strength.

Such a vicious circle has made there fewer and fewer low-level goblins in Jidi Peak, and the talents have withered.

Their conversation was clearly heard by Han Wanghai, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

When he looked at Qinglian and Susha Suman again, it was as if he was looking at two saint-level spirits, although he couldn't suck the saint-level essence now, it didn't mean that he would never be able to suck it.

This spirit can also be stored!

Seeing Han Wanghai pounce on the two, Qinglian protected Suman behind him, and he sacrificed a long sword himself.

This is Qinglian's weapon?

Han Wanghai's weapon is a big knife, and no one can gain the upper hand.

But after a few rounds, Qinglian obviously felt a little struggling.

Susa Suman was also entangled by an unknown opponent.

"Pumpkin, are you really not coming out?" Susha Suman was a little anxious, watching Qinglian get more and more struggling, she knew that he might not last long.

The pumpkin was directly silent.

If he solves the slightest trouble for them, how will they grow?

The pumpkin didn't move, but Susha Suman couldn't get out of it.

It's really aggrieved to think about being dragged by a few Venerable-level people, but you just can't get it dead no matter what.

Right!

Just kill these people!

She is not the Holy Mother, although they are all descendants of the peak, but they have rebelled, so there is no need to keep them.

The shot is getting heavier and heavier.

Seeing that his opponent was about to be eliminated by her, at this moment, another person joined the battle group from the side.

"You're looking for your own death!" Susa Suman was really angry, and her mental power suddenly skyrocketed.

Moreover, the speed at which the pile of spirit essence fruits and crown seeds in her body emitted spiritual power will be much faster tomorrow than just now.

But she didn't find out about it herself.

Although she has no weapons, the spiritual power in her hands has hardly been broken.

The fireball burst out with more powerful force in a row, and although the person on the other side could not die, he was also burned to the ground.

"Fury of Fire!" Susha Suman let out a loud shout, her body was raised, and a large ball of flame smashed directly into her opponent, and in an instant, the person who was still holding on just now had already fallen.

The two saint-level beginners, in front of her saint-level peak, were not enough for her to drink a pot, but Qinglian's side was getting worse and worse.

Susha Suman turned around, and a trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of Qinglian's mouth.

She turned her head to take a look at the battle situation on Xi's side, Han Chongjiu was fighting against Zong Zheng Haoxiong, and he looked quite struggling.

Xi and Lingguan were beaten by a group of people.

"Han Wanghai, don't deceive people too much!" Looking at Qinglian's appearance, she angrily shouted out Han Wanghai's name.

The condensed fireball in his hand has been released.

Because of her joining, the pressure on Qinglian's side is a little less.

"Ignorant junior!" Han Wanghai was also angry, and the robe on his body suddenly swelled.

"Holy! This is the rhythm of spiritual power that is about to soar again! Without saying a word, Susha Suman pulled Qinglian and wanted to retreat, but they found that it was too late, because their bodies could hardly move quickly.

They are like a thousand pounds of weight on their bodies.

There are more and more sweat particles on Qinglian's forehead, because that's it, he is still protecting Susha Suman in his arms.