The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 722
And her hands that fell on her naked body frantically released abilities.

Chi Na's crumbling body, like a rotten wood, could shatter at the slightest touch, was stabilized at an extremely fast speed.

With a wave of her hand, she threw Chi onto the little leopard's back, then tapped her toes, and her figure rushed into those strong earth spirits.

"Mistress, there is still a mid-level fifth-level earth spirit here! You, hurry up..." Chi took a deep breath, and while circulating the elixir to swim through the veins, he shouted loudly, and at the same time raised his hand. At the beginning, I choked before I could say anything.

Seeing the figure falling from mid-air, Chi subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Mistress, you are really too strong.

Those few are the first level, second level and third level of earth spirits. In your hands, it's like harvesting wheat. You harvested their lives in the blink of an eye. What's the matter?

You are clearly only at the early stage of the fourth stage of the earth spirit, but you are on par with a mid-stage fifth stage of the earth spirit, so what's the matter?

You are so strong, how can we mediocre people live!

"Feng Zhuo, you are finally here! Give it to me! Whoever captures Feng Zhuo alive will be rewarded with a silver medal as a soul envoy!" Long Jue's voice sounded, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Especially when he saw Feng Zhuo healed Chi's wound in an instant, the excitement in his eyes became even heavier.

A person with such miraculous medical skills should be imprisoned by his side and serve him well!
What made him even more excited was that Feng Zhuo's bloodline was not just as simple as that of the Yun family.

As soon as Long Jue's order came out, the people present were also excited.

Silver Medal Soul Envoys, but second only to Gold Medal Soul Envoys, have huge rights in the Soul Clan.

Those who couldn't even get the iron brand soul envoys flushed with excitement.

As long as they catch Feng Zhuo, they can jump into the dragon's gate and soar into the sky!

But, Feng Zhuo is in the sky, they can't reach it!
Then arrest these people and threaten her to go to the ground!

After being dazed for a moment, the soul envoys attacked Mo Rufeng and his group with a more valiant posture than before.

Hearing the sound of fighting below, Feng Zhuo's eyes glowed coldly.

At this time, smoke and dust rolled up in the distance, and a bright red flag appeared in the smoke and dust, getting closer and closer.

Feng Zhuo's heart suddenly settled down.

"Scorching Army!" She shouted coldly.

Under the blessing of her spiritual power, the voice continued to spread in all directions.

Not only did it not stop, it got louder and louder.

"exist!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

An echo followed by another, hovering in the sky, shaking everyone's eardrums to hurt.

"kill!"

Feng Zhuo's voice fell, and the monstrous aura oppressed him from far and near.

The people of the Soul Race were shaken by the bloodthirsty evil spirit. When their legs were trembling, they saw the Burning Army appearing from the billowing smoke.

Suddenly...

"Hahahahaha!" Laughter rang out.

When they saw the wild boars appearing, they laughed and burst into tears.

They were actually frightened by the wild boar army, what a shame!

And there are hundreds of soldiers, only a few wild boar legions of purple spirits.

There are hundreds of thousands of them, and each of them can drown them all with a single spit. What's so scary?

It's all because of that Feng Zhuo, who acted as if she had heavenly soldiers and generals, which shocked them a lot!

The bursts of laughter didn't stop the burning army from advancing.

They rode wild boars, held their own weapons, changed their formation as they advanced, and rushed into hundreds of thousands of troops in the shape of sharp knives.

(End of this chapter)