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Chapter five hundred and ninety third fit

Mu Xiaodan was stunned for a long time, stood there with a mouthful of thick phlegm, staring blankly at Baihe riding his bicycle away.

That back is so handsome and chic.

Mu Xiaodan was completely stupid.

Baihe seemed to feel the fiery gaze from the goddess, turned his head and raised his hair handsomely.

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

"This thick mouth of phlegm contains my passionate love for you, Xiao Dan, have you felt my full love?"

Mu Xiaodan stared blankly at Baihe and walked away.

I was stunned for ten seconds before I came to my senses, wiped off the thick phlegm from my face with a handkerchief, and washed it several times.

Then, Mu Xiaodan raised his head indifferently.

He waved his hand and took out the huge alchemy furnace and ran away!

"Baihe, where did I offend you!"

In Mu Xiaodan's eyes, murderous intent was crazy!

There is no fairy temperament with a floating fairy spirit anymore, and his whole body is full of strength!

The long hair was flying, and the whole person seemed to turn into a purple afterimage, chasing Baihe tightly.

Baihe looked back and saw Mu Xiaodan who was like a madman, and his face was delighted!

"This time, the goddess is actually chasing me!"

"She is so enthusiastic!"

"That hot gaze is about to melt me!"

And in fact.

Mu Xiaodan really wants to refine Baihe here...

"Brother, thank you!" Bai He rode his bicycle magic weapon and bowed to Zhang Fengyaoyao: "If it weren't for you, I would never have come up with such a good idea!"

Zhang Feng: "???"

Zhang Feng's mouth twitched.

No.

It all depends on your talent.

I didn't even think of such a good idea...

But Mu Xiaodan suddenly stopped, looked at the ordinary Qi training monk with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it your idea?"

Zhang Feng: "!!!"

Facing Mu Xiaodan's murderous gaze, Zhang Feng shook his head quickly: "Listen to my explanation..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!" Mu Xiaodan directly swung the alchemy furnace that was more than three people high and smashed it towards Zhang Feng!

The alchemy furnace was like a meteor, wrapped in the sound of breaking through the air, and with the power of thousands of pounds, it directly smashed towards Zhang Feng.

to be honest.

Faced with this level of attack, Zhang Feng, who had already mastered the supreme heavenly dragon body, could deal with it completely.

But I'm in the wrong with this thing...

Although I didn't mean that, no matter what, Shirakawa came up with such an idea because he listened to his words.

Not to mention, it really left a deep impression on the goddess.

Although this impression is not very good...

In the wrong, Zhang Feng felt extremely guilty and could not really fight Mu Xiaodan. He immediately activated the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Art, used the thunder step, and avoided the flying alchemy furnace at an extremely fast speed, and then rushed into the crowd.

With the special effects off, Zhang Feng's unremarkable temperament instantly merged into the crowd.

Before Mu Xiaodan chased the crowd, he recognized him for a long time, but could not find Zhang Feng... he could only grit his teeth viciously and chase him in the direction of Baihe's escape.

And just the next moment.

Mu Xiaodan was stunned.

I saw Baihe riding his bicycle magic weapon with a pale face and running back, his speed was faster than before!

"Good come back!" Mu Xiaodan smiled and picked up the alchemy furnace.

"Xiao Dan, stop making trouble, run away!" Bai He shouted with a nervous look on his face, with an incomparable fear in his eyes.

Mu Xiaodan snorted coldly: "Hmph, do you think this can deceive me and let you go..."

Halfway through.

Mu Xiaodan's voice came to an abrupt end.

I saw several phantoms slowly rising in front of me.

The terrifying and gloomy aura slowly spread.

The illusory figure of a long-browed old man slowly emerged, and the whole sky turned dark at this moment!

Aura, the peak of the golden elixir!

There were also figures such as long-bearded man, old woman in green robe, and monk in white faces slowly emerged, and all over his body were full of ghost energy.

At this moment, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is rolling back here.

Those who appear have all the cultivation levels of the Golden Pill, and the white-faced monk has the aura of a half-step baby!

"Hehehehehe, the place of wronged souls, don't enter the stranger." The white-faced monk smiled.

The long-bearded man laughed and said, "The new man has entered, and he will revive his soul through the corpse! Hehehehehe!"

At the end of the day.

These unjust souls all emitted a creepy laugh, and the expressions on their faces instantly became ferocious, like evil spirits.

Dozens of the peak aura of the golden elixir roared up!

These wronged souls have long lost their emotions and mind as humans, and are now almost instinctively rushing towards the crowd!

The disciples of the first-class sect running in front changed their faces.

"Damn it, there are so many unjust souls! Run!"

"Isn't Zhang Feng ahead of us? Why didn't he remove these unjust souls?"

"Don't think so much, run!"

But those illusory bodies are extremely fast, and they cannot escape by these disciples running wildly.

At that moment, several unjust souls rushed into the disciples with a grin. The bodies of more than a dozen disciples were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes became extremely loud and a creepy smile appeared on their faces.

Pull out the sword from his waist and chop it at the disciples around him!

"Stay all!"

"What a tempting yang energy! With the yang energy of these people, we can enter the spiritual elixir realm!"

His aura instantly surged from foundation building or elixir formation to the peak of the golden elixir!

Those disciples of the first-class sect were caught off guard and were in chaos right now.

After those unjust souls took over the body of their disciples, they mingled in the crowd like wolves entering the flock of sheep!

"The disciples of the Jindan stage join forces with me to hold them!" Zhao Qingyun, the chief disciple of the Taishang Qingtian Sect, looked ugly and pulled out the long sword from his waist!

At this moment, more than a dozen other first-class sects, the Golden Pill stage disciples rushed out and joined forces to deal with these unjust souls at the peak of the Golden Pill.

When the fight really started, Zhao Qingyun's face suddenly relaxed.

He found that these unjust souls were not as terrible as he imagined.

Although these unjust souls occupy the disciple's body, the soul and body seem to be inconsistent, and the power of the magic is reduced by 30% compared to the peak of the same golden elixir!

The reaction was also extremely slow.

"Kill one!" Zhao Qingyun's body was hidden in the clouds and mist like a ghost. He directly pierced through the heart of a disciple who was occupied with his sword. A trace of unbearance flashed in his eyes, but then he shouted loudly.

All the other Jindan monks were excited!

"These wronged souls are completely vulnerable!"

"Haha, it's much easier than we thought!"

But the next moment, when everyone's faces were relaxed.

The disciple who was occupied looked at Zhao Qingyun with a smile before he died.

The next moment, a phantom flew out from the dead disciple's body and roared at Zhao Qingyun, the evil ghost was ferocious!

"Be careful..." Zhao Qingyun retreated.

But as soon as he stepped out, the phantom had already rushed into Zhao Qingyun's body.

The next moment, Zhao Qingyun's face suddenly turned gloomy, a creeping smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at other Jindan monks with a stern look: "No, good, the fit of Jindan monks is much better than those garbage that builds elixirs and builds foundations."
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