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Chapter 844: Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure, Baby Swallowing

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    "Not bad! Not bad. Although this demonized body is not as good as my main body, but it can take a single blow from me and survive. It seems that you are not a low-level monk. I will sacrifice your blood first!" "Nan Long  Hou" said grimly.

    I saw that the black air on his face was three points thicker than before, and a pair of silver-white eyes were extremely cold, staring at the old man unblinkingly like a dead man.  And the old man felt a chill in his heart.

    As soon as the "Nanlonghou" finished speaking, his figure moved, bringing out a series of phantom scars, and he rushed towards the old man, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense.

    The old man surnamed Lu was so frightened that he wanted to get out of the stone wall, but there was no time.  The other party's movements were too fast, Pu came to him almost instantly, like a ghost, and a claw entwined with black energy had already pierced straight down towards the old man's head.

    The old man was very anxious, so he had no choice but to feel a slap in the face, white light flashed all over his body, pouring all the mana into the fiery red veil in one breath.

    Immediately, the fiery red light curtain in front of him burst into red light half a foot high.  Under the expressionless gaze of "Marquis Nanlong", the black claw slammed into it fiercely.

    The strange sound of "Zla" came.  The light curtain is dazzling.  Amidst the fear of the old man, Ghost Claw finally stopped after going deep into the light curtain.

    Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, the color on his face returned a little, and the aura on his body flashed again, and he was about to drive the aura of body protection to break out from these hard and iron-like forbidden stone walls.

    The "Marquis of Nanlong" on the opposite side raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

    There was a loud noise, and Nan Longhou swung his other arm, hitting the red light curtain.

    The old man had just released the aura outside his body, and under a shock, most of it collapsed immediately for some reason.

    The old man was stunned for a moment, and before he understood what the other party intended, Nan Longhou's arm that was deep in the light curtain suddenly twitched, and then he punched down with the same punch like lightning.

    The light curtain was shocked again, and the remaining aura of body protection on the old man was also smashed by this blow, and it was completely scattered.  At the same time, his body sank, sinking into the stone wall for a few inches again.

    "not good!"

    Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Lu finally remembered something, and his face changed drastically.  He hastily shook the white French flag in his hand, intending to sacrifice this treasure.

    However, "Nanlonghou" waved his fists and smashed them down one after another in a calm and unhurried manner, without giving the old man a chance to raise his flag.  Each punch just injected half of the aura that the old man had just injected into the flag, and the punches were scattered abruptly, and the punches became faster and faster, and the strength became stronger and stronger, and the rumbling sound continued for a while.

    Terrified, the old man wanted to use other secret techniques, but the same magic power was dispersed before half of it was raised.  Can't gather mana at all.

    As a result, Lu Weiyingkong possessed enormous mana and supernatural powers, but was trapped alive in the stone wall and was unable to use it. He could only watch helplessly as the red light curtain in front of him gradually became thinner and lighter.  , with a look of despair on his face.

    The old man surnamed Lu's complexion was terrible, and after he looked at each other coldly with the silver eyes of "Marquis of Nanlong", a cold war shivered in his heart.

    There is no doubt that if this happens to the end, he will definitely end up with the treasure broken and his body smashed into meat paste.

    Thinking of this, the old man gritted his teeth and shouted suddenly.  A white glow flickered above the head, and a Nascent Soul with a face resembling an old man suddenly appeared on the Tianling Gai.  The Nascent Soul looked a little panicked, but tightly hugged a small blue sword with both hands.

    Almost at the same time, there was a cracking sound from the light curtain transformed by the ancient treasure of Haoyang Yarn.

    Nascent Soul's last hesitation also disappeared without a trace. It stomped its feet suddenly, and Yuanying disappeared out of thin air on the spot, and appeared directly at the entrance the next moment.  Then the Nascent Soul would flee into the tunnel with the sword and flee for his life.

    But at this moment, a strange scene appeared.

    "Nanlonghou" still had his back facing the entrance, but he didn't seem to have reacted yet, but the robe on his back burst open in an instant, leaving his back naked, and a grimace exactly like the gate of the blood curse appeared.  The eyes that are tightly closed are impressively present on it, and it is almost the same as the real thing.

    The grimace suddenly opened its eyes, revealing the same silver-white eyes.  At the same time, a purple shadow flickered, as if something spewed out of the mouth.

    At this time, the old man Yuan Ying had just said that he was about to throw the flying sword in his arms, and was about to fly up and merge with this talisman to escape desperately, but he seemed to hear some wind in his ears, and then felt a heat in his head, and the brows  Something jumped out and stretched out a long way.

    Nascent Soul just stared blankly at the long strip between the eyes, and after a while, let out a sharp cryAt the same time, he said with a trace of excitement on his face, a pair of bright eyes sparkling, looking at the green lake ahead without blinking.

    And in the middle of the lake hundreds of feet away in front of the two of them, there is a small piece of mud above the water, where a green spiritual grass grows.

    The grass is several feet high, covered with thumb-sized oval leaves, and on the highest point of the grass, there are four strange fruits growing alone.

    These fruits are all fiery red, thin at the top and wide at the bottom, with a faint red light shining at the top, just like a red candle lit on a candlestick, and exudes a strong medicinal fragrance.

    Han Li was also certain in his heart that this object was the Spirit Candle Fruit, and when he heard what Zi Ling said, he just smiled slightly.

    "I'll go there right away and pick off this fruit. It will save you a long night and dreams." Zi Ling took a deep breath, twisted her head, and said to Han Li's suggestion.

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