The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1152
The footsteps of the old snake demon stopped abruptly.

Several black lines fell on Feng Zhuo's head, he turned around and fled.

At the same time, while running, he hammered the time mirror on his chest: "Didn't you see that I'm pretending to be scary? You will die!"

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Time Mirror howled.

"Master! Is it okay to call you "Master"? You should send me a message!"

Shi Shijing was silent for a long time, and said weakly: "Baby forgot!"

Feng Zhuo: ... What else can she say?
She was already running with all her strength, and the cultivation of the old snake demon was also suppressing her.

However, the gap between Wang Ling and Huang Ling is too great.

The distance between the two is getting closer.

"That's the time mirror, right? Humans, I never expected that you actually got the time mirror, the treasure of the mermaid tribe. No wonder Yu Qingsu chased after you, so she knew that the time mirror was in your hands a long time ago! Does the mirror already have a weapon spirit? Hahaha, if you don’t want to die, hand over the Time Mirror!” After the old snake demon finished speaking, he was already behind Feng Zhuo.

It raised its hand and landed on Feng Zhuo's shoulder.

Without even thinking about it, Feng Zhuo slashed at him with a sword.

"boom"

Feng Zhuo was thrown away with his long sword, but there was no trace left on the old snake demon.

The sight of the old snake demon fell on Feng Zhuo's long sword, and the greedy look in his eyes became a little bit heavier.

"I didn't expect you to have such a magical weapon! Come here!" The old snake demon sneered, caught up with Feng Zhuo's retreating figure, raised his hand and grabbed the long sword in Feng Zhuo's hand.

Its strength is higher than that of the Emperor Spirit, and it is a monster whose physical defense is several times stronger than that of humans.

Feng Zhuo, a weak scum of Wang Ling's first stage, actually cut it with this long sword, and it was painful.

There is no doubt that this long sword must be a rare treasure.

It's really like what the old Jiao said, this woman's whole body is full of treasures, and if she takes out any thing, it will be a treasure that the world will scramble for.

The elementary level of Wang Ling from a weak continent, where did so many treasures come from!
"You want my sword?" Feng Zhuo grinned, and the next moment, flames burst out of his body, enveloping her whole body.

The flames spread to the long sword at the same time, enveloping the old snake demon's hand with lightning speed.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals and hate things with high temperatures.

When the spiritual fire spread to the hands of the old snake demon, the old snake demon hastily let go of the long sword, and at the same time mustered his spiritual power, trying to disperse the flames.

However, it is surrounded by spiritual fire.

On weekdays, Feng Zhuo put the spirit fire in the divine tower to refine the pills in batches.

As the energy is continuously depleted and recovered, the power of the spirit fire is also continuously increasing.

The old snake demon's spiritual power at the peak of the emperor's spirit did not disperse the spiritual fire, but pushed it out a little, and soon returned to its hand.

But Feng Zhuo took advantage of this opportunity, put the long sword in the tower, and ran away.

"Damn human beings! They even have spiritual fires! It's still a spiritual fire that can be promoted!" The old snake demon gritted his teeth, and didn't care about the spiritual fire that had been entangled with it all this time.

After severely suppressing the instinct of loathing and avoiding flames, he chased after Feng Zhuo.

"Xiaohuo, come back!" Feng Zhuo noticed that the breath of the old snake demon was approaching again, and his head was about to explode.

Linghuo also knew that it couldn't hold the old snake demon anymore, and those who didn't resist were taken into the tower by Feng Zhuo and recovered.

(End of this chapter)