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Pei Jingcheng's soul virtual body is gone, and he is not good at good, but indifferent.

Staring at Zhao Wujiang indifferently:

"Your body will bloom glory in my hands.

But it is still too weak now. "

Pei Jingcheng reached out his hand, pointing to some of the caves on Zhao Wujiang, a faint way:

"Wudao is very high, but the cultivation is too fast, and some vain."

He patted Zhao Wujiang's heart, and the Liu Sand on the virtual body rushed towards Zhao Wujiang. He began to condense this body that will belong to himself.

Refine the virtual floating into a rock.

After nine breathing, Pei Jingcheng's soul virtual body seemed to fade, but there was a smile on his cheeks, and he nodded slowly. He was satisfied with Zhao Wujiang's current cultivation.

Although it is still a second -order master, the repair is stable and vast as the sea.

Zhao Wujiang felt the pouring in the body and calmly. He always knew that he had cultivated the vain, but he did not expect that Pei Jingcheng would help him consolidate before winning the house.

If it wasn't for the determination of Pei Jingcheng to stab his body, he would like to take the house.

He may really think that Pei Jingcheng is a good person.

"Although heaven is finished, but you have too little swordsmanship in these years?" Pei Jingcheng looked at Zhao Wujiang and shook his head. He raised his hand.

The world has wind and the wind comes.

Not far away, Pei Jingcheng fell into the body of the blood pool. The vast sword qi in his body was sucked out.

The sword is like a dragon, and it is poured into Zhao Wujiang's body.

Zhao Wujiang's body swallowed like a whale, swallowing the vast sword qi, nourishing the sky in the body.

After just five breathing, Zhao Wujiang felt that his bones were twisting, especially the back of the spine, as if traveling.

He couldn't help but whispered, the sword was rippling, tearing the plants, and it turned into fine crushing.

Pei Jingcheng nodded slowly. Zhao Wujiang's body now contained the sword qi, which made him quite satisfied.

After all, after being scattered by Zhao Changyuan's warmth, he re -raised the sword gas for more than 20 years.

These twenty years of sword gas are hidden by him. Once you are born, you can cut the sky.

Now he is going to take Zhao Wujiang's body. He can not waste his sword qi for more than 20 years.

"Unfortunately." Pei Jingcheng murmured softly:

"You can't transport the body to you, otherwise how can you only have the cultivation of the second -order master now?

But it's okay, your body is very fast. "

Zhao Wujiang's heart was weird, and I felt that Pei Jingcheng was more like a gift to experience, but it didn't seem to come to seize him.

However, he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for his soul, he was extremely tough and strong, and it would be other people. It is estimated that he had fallen into despair.

Pei Jingcheng finished all this, and the smile became more and more prosperous. He laughed:

"Zhao Wujiang, you don't blame me, people do not destroy themselves, and blame you to be too weak, too young.

But you can rest assured that your body and your talents and luck will bloom in my hands.

He laughed smoothly and stepped on Zhao Wujiang step by step. The soul poured into Zhao Wujiang's body like a Liu Wujiang. He wanted to start devouring Zhao Wujiang's soul.

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Zhao Wujiang's body.

Pei Jingcheng condensed his strong soul virtual body and started swallowing.

He broke out and searched the Taoism to find Zhao Wujiang's three souls and seven souls. He slowly appeared in front of him, just like his virtual body.

This is this shadow, which is a bit huge, like occupying the whole body, compared with his virtual body, like the difference between heaven and earth.

In the face of this huge body, he seemed to be a weak child with no chickens.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Pei Jingcheng."
Chapter completed!