The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 728 Battle
A crazy, unbelievable thought popped into my mind.

Lan Yao calmed down the shock in her heart, and began to think carefully about what the God Emperor said.

If it is said that there can only be one soul body in a body...

She seemed to understand a little bit what the God Emperor meant.

If Su Jing took Qi Jinghuan's body, Xie Wanrong wouldn't tolerate him even if the God Realm didn't take action, and he might be sealed directly.

This idea kept breeding in Lan Yao's mind, and she was terrified when she thought about it carefully.

A good word to bide your time.

Lan Yao carefully stared at Luo Xun, all of this must have been under the control of the God Emperor, no wonder, he was not in a hurry.

The other venerables have not yet understood this level of truth, but the God Emperor said that even if they are unwilling, they have to wait for the opportunity and secretly plan for the best and the worst.

……

In the dark underworld of will-o'-the-wisps, Qi Jinghuan was standing on the Suohun Bridge, under the dark pool of blood, giant monsters climbed up one after another.

They stink.

His bloody mouth opened wide, and he bared his teeth and claws in the direction of the bridge, making low and low shouts.

After standing up, Zhulong stared sharply at these bloody heads, and raised the corners of his lips in rare excitement, "I just feel bored, master, I will deal with these."

Before Qi Jinghuan could respond, his black figure shuttled down, standing in the middle of the air. He imagined an ice blade in his left hand, and the flames in his right hand. They pinched each other, and first picked a strong blood zombie to escape.

He directly slashed at the blood-stiffened head, with a strange smile spreading from the corner of his lips: "If you're so disgusting, don't come out to scare people! I'll give you a ride, my lord!"

A bloody head fell directly into the pool of blood.

But obviously, this is useless for the blood stiffness, but in a moment, a living head grew out of that half of the rotten body.

"What!" Zhulong raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and the other blood-zoomed ones rushed forward one after another.

Suddenly, the impenetrable storm of the underworld blew up, entangled with countless fine black mist, and rolled those blood stiffs into the violent wind.

Qi Jinghuan withdrew his hand, and the purple eyes swept over fiercely. Several bloody corpses were whimpering and roaring, covered by the strong air pressure. In just a moment, they were all submerged under the dark black pool. disappeared.

Zhulong paused, looked at all the blood stiffs that had disappeared, raised his eyebrows embarrassingly, and said in a low voice: "Master."

"Candle Dragon." An empty and deep male voice seemed to come from all directions.

Zhulong raised his head, looked for the sound and went away, his eyes rolled: "Who is it! Get out!"

"Presumptuous!" The loud voice reappeared. He was wearing a black battle robe, and his head was full of black and blue long hair. His face was originally handsome and gentle. At this time, the end of his eyes seemed to be influenced by the black mist, full of evil spirits and cold charm. The smile was attached to this warm and jade-like face, adding a bit of strange discord and fear.

Su Jing drifted over, bowed down to Zhulong with a kingly attitude, squinted her dark purple eyes with a sneer, and stared straight into Zhulong's eyes: "Take a good look at who I am! Zhulong, I'm the one who followed Wan Wan! The master of the year, you have to choose! See who is your master!"

Dark purple eyes... Zhulong was startled, what's going on.

Zhulong would recognize these eyes, but that face was clearly not his master, but it cannot be denied that there was a faintly familiar aura about him.

He set his eyes on Qi Jinghuan's body and felt Qi Jinghuan's aura again. It's the devil, so he can't be wrong!

(End of this chapter)