The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Qingluan was about to rush over, but stopped again.

I saw a purple vine darting out of the wrist of He Xi, flying like an arrow, and wrapped Naran's whip of flying snow.

Then, just listen to the click, click and wipe. The magic weapon of the four products, the black and gold whip, was swallowed up by wisteria in full view.

After upgrading, Ziming Youluo has one more skill besides being able to lurk into the ground.

That is, the vines, which could only absorb liquid, can now directly devour all kinds of crystals, magic weapons and bones.

It's just that the process of creating this skill is really a bit of a mystery.

For the cultivation of a few little guys, He Xi is not stingy at all.

The three and four kinds of crystal stones needed for cultivation don't need money to make each other feel like they are in space, so they can be used at will.

Eggs, dragons and cows can all directly absorb the spirit power of the crystal, and then cultivate with the nine spirits spring.

But Ziming Youluo can't do it. It can only draw spiritual power and flesh from living things, but there's no way for a dead thing like crystal.

In a hurry, he came up with a way to turn all the holes on the vine that were originally used to absorb blood into sharp little mouths, and then chew up the crystal.

When He Xi saw this scene for the first time, he listened to the creaking sound and felt that his back teeth were hurting.

Nalan Feixue was stunned by the scene in front of her, and then looked at Ziming Youluo with hot and greedy eyes. "What magic do you use? It's too wasteful to use such a valuable magic weapon for such a useless waste. If you hand it in, I may be able to let you go. Otherwise, you'll get better later. "

When He Xi used purple hell and you Luo, she didn't use spiritual power at all, so Nalan Feixue thought that she was still a mortal without cultivation, just relying on her magic power.

He Xi sneers: "is it, how are you going to make me feel good?"

Said, the purple whip in the hand as if has the spirituality to lift high, falls heavily again.

With the sound of "pa", Nalan's flying snow made a sharp scream, fell to the ground suddenly, rolling and howling in pain.

He Xi chuckles: "is this not good? Or is that the case? "

The second and third time, the vines fell heavily on Nalan Feixue.

She rolled all over the ground and howled like a pig.

Her heart is full of disbelief. Is this Nalan river that was cowardly and timid at the beginning and only knew how to cry and beg for mercy?

How dare she beat herself? Is she impatient!

"Nalan River, you dare to beat me, you dare to beat me, bitch, I want you to die! Ah ah --! "

"Come on! Help

He Xi's hand did not move, her body stood straight, with a cold smile on her face.

However, the purple whip that ran out of her hand was whipped on Nalan flying snow, which made her miserable.

He Xi Mou light dim, cold way: "Nalan flying snow, at the beginning, you are so whipping Nalan He Xi?"

"She prayed to you, crying and begging you to forgive her, but you were more happy and cruel."

"Since you like whipping so much, I'll let you have a good taste of it now. Why, shouldn't you thank me? "

With the purple whip, she lashed Nalan Feixue severely, and her whole body twitched with pain. At last, she didn't even have the strength to roll.