Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mo Qianye sank into his body and slowly repaired the broken lines on his jade-white and crystal-clear bones, which were like cracks in the ground. It can be seen how powerful He Bo is. His bones have long been trained to be invulnerable. Over the years, I have never been injured, but I never thought that my underestimation this time would lead to this extremely serious injury. Even his strength, which was already at the peak of the seven-star respect rank, would be knocked down to the lower level of the seven-star respect rank. Although others can't see it, he himself is still very depressed. The stronger the strength, the harder it is to advance. It is really not easy.

He who was immersed in it suddenly felt that his ring was a little hot, which made him stop dedicating himself to it. He lowered his head to look at his ring. He couldn't see anything from the outside, but it was normal from the inside. The silver cup was still held by him. It was placed in a drawer, so Fan Tianluo and the others couldn't see other things in his ring in the silver cup, but if there was any movement in the silver cup, he would be the first to perceive it.

He continued to sink into the practice, but after a while, his fingers suddenly burned, almost causing him to go mad, and quickly withdrew, took off the storage ring, and found that there was a layer of blackness on his fair skin, which made him a little Can't figure out the situation.

Mind looked into the ring again, and still didn't find anything wrong, but he felt that there must be something weird, and it must have something to do with Yinzhan, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, no matter what tricks Fan Tianluo and the others made in Yinzhan, He didn't have to worry about it here, so he started to practice again with confidence, placing his ring on the ground in front of him.

The White Flame King in the silver cup has actually quietly left the silver cup. The flame burned his ring twice, so Mo Qianye felt this way. Originally, he thought that Mo Qianye couldn't bear it, so he would definitely think of them To make trouble, he took the silver cup out of his ring, but the bastard didn't take it out, but put it aside, so it needs to spend more energy.

Although Mo Qianye's ring can't store living things, Fantianluo and the others can't get out, and they will be oppressed by the dead air in the ring once they come out, but Bai Yanwang is different, it is just a creature with intelligence, not flesh and blood Living things, so there is no harm to it.

King Baiyan flew out after turning around in Mo Qianye's drawer without a sound, and saw that the ring was actually not big, much smaller than the silver cup, but compared to ordinary storage rings It was much bigger, it was the size of a room, and inside were all kinds of cabinets, sorted into different categories, very neat, and the Heitian Silver Puppet stood straight and motionless in the corner.

Bai Yanwang thought to himself, He Guy is the young master of the devil and the young master of Mofu, so there must be a lot of good things, maybe he can take the opportunity to collect some.

Thinking of this, Bai Yanwang let out a wretched hey in his heart, and cautiously came to a cabinet, and opened a drawer very carefully. After a look, he was dumbfounded. If he had eyes, he would probably have fallen out of the frame and covered the floor. It's messed up.

I saw a shining golden crystal soul placed in the drawer, and there were many neatly placed inner crystals under the crystal soul.

"Haha, it's developed now!" Bai Yanwang laughed wildly in his heart, and at a glance, he knew that this crystal soul was He Bo's, because the energy fluctuations lingering on it were too pure.