Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 536
It's just that all three tripods were released, which made him double his strength, but revealed the biggest flaw and weakness.

"Ah!" Feeling the flesh and blood in his body being swallowed, Song Yuanqing let out a low cry, and the fire cauldron was absorbed into his body.

Void King Grass obviously loves this extraordinary blood and flesh, but the body of Jiuding is worthy of being the body of an ancient god and man. Under Song Yuanqing's vigorous resistance, the speed of its devouring is also extremely slow.

This made Wangkong Wangcao very irritable, and this irritability affected Song Xueyi, making the blood lines on his face move slightly, making him look even more sinister.

"You actually raised evil things with your body." Song Yuan said coldly, "You won this time, and you are destined to not go far."

Originally thought that Song Xueyi was just possessed by demons, but now he found that he used himself to raise evil things. Even if he obtained the terrifying power of evil things in this way, he would only become a puppet of evil things in the end. The most tragic situation was that he even lost himself and became a mere Walking corpses that seek flesh and blood for evil.

"You have already lost the qualification to be my opponent." Song Yuanqing said with difficulty, more and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Xueyi didn't respond to his words.

He clenched his hands tightly to control the movement of the Void King Grass.

At this moment, Song Yuanqing let out a painful cry from his throat.

A tough person like Song Yuanqing couldn't help screaming in pain, which shows what kind of pain he was enduring at this time.

Everyone looked and found that Song Xueyi's hand had been withdrawn from his body.

In Song Xueyi's hand was holding something that only monks could see and feel.

"Song Xueyi, how dare you!?" The old man in black immediately yelled angrily, and rushed towards Song Xueyi.

The old man in white was not slow either, his face was extremely ugly and nervous.

What is in Song Xueyi's hands is nothing else, but the spiritual root of Song Yuanqing.

This can also be said to be Song Xueyi's spiritual root, but it is his heavenly spiritual root that was grafted onto Song Yuanqing in the past.

Generally speaking, if the spiritual root is deprived, without special means, it will turn into the source of spiritual energy and disappear in the world soon after leaving the human body.

This spiritual root was stored in Song Xueyi's hands, but it has not dissipated for a long time, it is unusually well-behaved.

Song Xueyi looked at the thing in his hand, and there was a moment of enlightenment in his eyes.

Song Yuanqing in front of him half-bent down in pain, coughing out mouthfuls of blood.

"What doesn't belong to you will never belong to you," Song Xueyi said.

Song Yuanqing pursed his blood-stained lips, and then said: "That's fine, I don't need it."

He said so, others don't think so.

The old man of the black and white twin stars knew how much Song Yuanqing's strength would be reduced without the spiritual root of this day.

What's more, without this heavenly spirit root, they don't know whether Song Yuanqing can still be that supreme genius.

When the black and white twin star old man rushed to attack Song Xueyi, he was stopped by the vague cauldron that seemed to be about to dissipate.

"Song Yuanqing!" The old man in black stared at Song Yuanqing in disbelief.

Song Yuanqing didn't say a word, but let out another low growl.

But seeing the big cauldron shrink towards his body, fully integrated into his body.

"Huh?" When Lingjiu sensed something was wrong, she was still a step behind in stopping it.

The runes around Song Yuanqing's body kept flashing, a simple and distant breath came, and the phantom of the ancient tree was faintly visible, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone.

"Yuanqing!" Song Rongxian's scream woke everyone up.

Without the obstruction of Song Yuanqing's great cauldron, the black and white Gemini old man showed a ferocious face, and the white-clothed old man said: "Arrest him, it happens that he is connected with Yuan Qing's blood, as long as he is here, I am not afraid that Yuan Qing's spiritual root will not be restored!"

The old man in black even attacked Song Xueyi without saying a word.

Snapped.

The Void King Grass in Song Xueyi's hand turned into a long whip, and threw it at the old man in black.

This whip really hit the face of the old man in black, leaving a bloodstain.

When I was watching the fight between him and Song Yuanqing, I felt that there was danger everywhere, but I couldn't understand the real horror of the Void King Grass and how much pressure Song Yuanqing was under.

At this time, when the old man in black really faced Song Xueyi, he realized that Song Yuanqing's loss was not unfair.

The speed of the Void King Grass is really too fast, it simply shuttles through the void and comes in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The most terrifying thing is that when it hurts people, it will also devour people's spiritual power and flesh and blood.

At this time, the essence of the spirit root in Song Xueyi's hand had been integrated into his body, and while Wang Cao of the Void and the old man of the black and white twin stars were playing around, he calmly took out the wound medicine from the Qiankun spirit weapon and swallowed it into his mouth.

A hand touched his chest, and the gentle spiritual power speeded up the healing of his injuries.

Song Xueyi didn't refuse, and looked down at the woman standing beside her, her cold moon-like eyes were also stained with warmth.

The silent tacit understanding and warmth between the two made people unbearable to disturb, but there are always people who have the courage to disturb and disturb deliberately.

Qin Yan didn't know when he came to Song Xueyi's back and slapped him on the back.

"Cough." Rao Song Xueyi was also coughed by his sudden beating.

Lingjiu looked at him.

Qin Yan said: "This kind of injury needs to be treated quickly."

His palm was to move Song Xueyi's bones.

It is also because of his enchanting bloodline, his exceptional understanding of flesh and blood, and his own excellent control ability, that he dares to perform such a palm.If it was another person, maybe this palm would make Song Xueyi's injury worse.

As for whether Qin Yan has any other malicious intentions, everyone can probably understand this point by looking at Song Xueyi's various overt and secretly unhappy eyes.

Song Xueyi squinted her eyes, and put her arms around Lingjiu's waist.

Qin Yan's pupils tightened for a moment, but they didn't say anything.

From this battle, it can be seen that Song Xueyi is indeed stronger than him and can protect Lingjiu better, so he has no right to speak.

This kind of strange but also simple and honest mentality is also the difference between charming nature and human nature.

But what if he is still upset?
Qin Chi's dark red pupils turned around, and finally landed on the two old men of the black and white twin stars.

With a flash of his figure, he came in front of the two of them.

The nails of the ten fingers grow sharply and have a transparent and clean luster, but what Qin Chi uses them to do is definitely not clean.

"The young master of the Qin family?" the old man in black shouted.

The old man in white followed, "This is a matter of the Seventh Palace, and your Qin family also wants to intervene?"

A look of disgust flashed in Qin Yan's eyes.

He extremely dislikes that others always associate him with the Qin family.

No matter what he does, he must add a Qin family.

(End of this chapter)