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It seems that the white beard has become stronger: "I envy Xiaoqian. With such a treasure bag, it will be very convenient to improve my strength in the future!"

Woban is a weak chicken: "Xiaoqian should be just right for this world."

Not to become an immortal but to wait for your return in the red dust: "Yes, this is her chance."

In the cave, the empress in white with a grimace mask like crying and laughing.

She is also in the live broadcast of the skirt, and she is immersive.

It can be seen that Xiaoqian is constantly using the treasure bag, and put the Yin soldiers and ghosts that appear one by one into the bag.

Ruthless Man estimated that the treasure bag was somewhat similar to her Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot.

It can be continuously refined and absorbed, and it will become stronger and stronger!

"In the past, I also entered Xiaoqian's live broadcast. At that time, she couldn't become stronger like this."

"And through the previous few words, it can be seen that the skirt owner Gupan helped her."

"Gupan, Pangu...Are they the same person?"

"Next time I have a chance, I will see him with my own eyes."

"At that time, I will know whether they are alone!"

Entering the cave, Yue Buqun, who ran all the way in, wanted to cry but had no tears.

The first two weak chickens together were him and Nie Xiaoqian.

Now, Nie Xiaoqian has a treasure bag, and her strength continues to skyrocket.

The gap between him and him is getting bigger and bigger.

"Wait for me, you must wait for me, even if it is a little favor for me!"

Yue Buqun begged in her heart.

Using the precious Divine Rune Talisman, Jiu Shu gradually caught up with Yue Buqun.

"Sect Master Yue, Xiaodao takes a step first."

Yue Buqun: "???"

His mood is not very beautiful.

Worse than his mood was the evil god in a desolate world.

He was silenced and could not even speak.

And his mission is to devour the world.

But this desolate world has devoured most of it.

After the devouring is complete, it is time to begin devouring the new world.

But all the skirtmen didn't want to see him.

This makes Cthulhu very boring.

"Oh, don't care, devour this world first, complete the current task, and talk about the future."

The evil god began to continue to devour the world.

Now the person who is in a worse mood than the evil god is the traveler... Mr. Feng Shui.

He came to this world for twenty years.

The layout has been planned for twenty years.

In the world of Mr. Zombie in this apocalyptic era, he is about to succeed.

Even if someone came, he didn't care.

It wasn't until he found out that the people who came were Iron Man Xiaoqian, Tushan Susu and others, he was flustered.

But now, seeing the team of Yin soldiers that I always thought was very powerful, there are thousands of ghosts.

However, Xiaoqian's treasure bag kept being taken away.

It seems that it has turned into nourishment, helping Xiaoqian grow up.

He was dumbfounded and shocked.

What made him even more stunned and shocked was... He took a closer look at Xiao Qian's treasure bag, and there were even handwritings on potato chips on it!

"Who am I, where am I, and what do I do?"

An ordinary bag of potato chips has such great power.

This makes Feng Shui, a traveler, doubt life.

"That fellow, add more fuel, and make more of these evil soldiers and ghosts." Pangu said lightly.

"What?" Feng Shui suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You made too few of these things, do you understand?" Tony understood what Pangu meant, and followed suit.

Tu Shan Susu blinked her cute eyes, and said, "Hurry up, be obedient, and you will die a little easier later."