Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 640

Wuyang took out a demon-binding rope from his bosom, walked towards Ban Wushuang, and tied her up firmly.

"Wuyang, what do you want to do?"

Wuyang ignored her, but walked to Ye Qizhu's side, grabbed her hair and took her off to the magma pool.

"Wuyang, no!"

Ye Qizhu struggled to get up, but she didn't have the strength to break free from Wuyang's shackles, so she could only be dragged to the side of the magma pool, pressing her face to the hot edge.

"laugh!"

The scorching heat instantly scorched Ye Qizhu's cheeks, and there was only a sound of burning, and half of her face had turned into scorched black.

"what!"

The sudden burning made Ye Qizhu cry out, but soon, she became numb.

The perception of her and Jiang Yusu's physical body became more and more dull, but it seemed that something was dragging her, refusing to let her go from this physical body.

Out of the corner of my eye, a pair of feet in white boots slowly walked over.

Ye Qizhu raised his only remaining eye and looked coldly at the familiar but strange face.

"Magic Prisoner!"

That face contorted for a moment, followed by a cold smile: "You know all about it."

Mo Prison touched his cheek, seeing Ye Qizhu's miserable appearance with almost no human figure, his heart suddenly ached.

He frowned suddenly, and slapped a cloud of demonic energy into his chest, instantly suppressing the shock that was about to go out of his throat.

Ye Qizhu's eyes flickered.

It's senior brother Shifang, his soul is still there, but it was suppressed by the remnant soul of Mo Prison.

"Brother Shifang!" Ye Qizhu yelled, "You can hear me, right? I'm Xiaoqi. The devil prisoner wants to unleash the misfortune, destroy the world, and kill all living creatures and monsters in the world. You absolutely can't Let him succeed, Senior Brother Shifang, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qizhu was slapped hard, hitting his face hard.

The zhenqi that was finally suppressed, counterattacked back in an instant.

A cloud of prey mixed with fresh air swelled out from Bai Shifang's body, and a broken demon soul was almost forcibly pushed away by this force.

Mo Prison quickly calmed down and stepped back: "Wuyang, force her soul and heavenly power out with demon power. My lord, I have to get rid of this body first."

"Yes."

Mo Prison gritted his teeth viciously, waved his long sleeves and turned to leave.

Wuyang immediately pumped out the demonic energy and pushed hard at the back of Ye Qizhu's heart, forcefully infusing the breath into her body.

Immediately, he felt the power of the heavens raging from the evil spirit, surging out again.

This time, Ye Qizhu had no strength to resist.

Seeing the billowing magma, Ye Qizhu gritted his teeth: "Ma Prisoner, I will never let your scheme succeed!"

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes, pushed Wuyang away who thought there would be no problem with all her strength, and plunged into the magma pool as if she were dead.

"Candle!"

With a cry of surprise, Yin Qianliu fell from the sky. He wanted to grab Ye Qizhu, but he just grabbed her sleeve.

He came late, or one step late.

Ye Qizhu may have heard his shout at the last moment, and turned back to smile at him, but that almost disfigured face looked terrifying, but it was the most perfect and sad smile he had ever seen in his life .

In the end, the smile was submerged by the billowing magma and disappeared.

When Han Yabai arrived, he saw Yin Qianliu standing by the magma pool like a stake, and hurriedly searched for Ye Qizhu's whereabouts, but there was no one there.

Frowning, he immediately strode up to the stunned Wuyang, and slashed his shoulder with his backhand.

"You really know how to hide, you actually hid here!"

(End of this chapter)