Don’t forget the third life the next day when you make the list! Don’t waste your tickets if you have them! Collect them easily! After saying this, I won’t nag today! Don’t bother me!

It's so dizzy! I'm not too late to log in on the backend!

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Yuan Fei was unwilling to be occupied by Mr. Xiao, but was held tightly by Mr. Xiao's body and could not break free. He saw the light ball shoot a ray of light towards his forehead, and knew that if he didn't fight hard, everything would be over. So he risked that his cultivation was not enough to be destroyed both body and spirit, and forcibly operated the method of stealing people's cultivation in the second volume of "Stolen Sutra" "Reading Qi and Returning to the Yuan".

He had never tried to use this method. He had originally thought that even if he failed, his body and spirit would be destroyed and Mr. Xiao died together. However, he did not expect that a thin mist of Guiyuan was really condensed. According to the volume of "Stolen Sutra" "Reading Qi and Returning Yuan", what should be condensed at this time should be a colorless circle. Obviously, Yuan Fei lacked enough skills and could only condense a mist.

The light suddenly collided with the mist, and immediately hissed. Old Xiao's spiritual consciousness wrapped between the light balls immediately felt something was wrong. When his natal true energy touched the mist, it turned out to be like a broken mouth of the Yangtze River embankment, and it was uncontrollably rushing and violently instilling into the mist.

Old Xiao's spiritual consciousness was shocked and wanted to withdraw the natal true energy that he had originally used to break Yuan Fei's forehead. Unfortunately, he was like he was in front of a huge vortex. Not to mention his natal true energy, even the crystal condensed by his own divine consciousness moved towards the mist bit by bit under the natal true energy. The mist kept absorbing and swallowing Old Xiao's life like a greedy and insatiable demon.

The mist gradually grew as he absorbed Mr. Xiao’s natal true energy, and it increased by one-third in a few breaths.

Mr. Xiao was really afraid at this time, because he had never had fear before. Even when he was killed by Yuan Fei, he did not have such fear. Feeling the creeping magic power on his body being torn into the mist, Mr. Xiao suddenly remembered something, and tore out the opponent's natal true energy from the cultivator's body like a shrill "Guiyuan Ring" to force the creeping of Qi and Return to Yuan. If this was used in front of ordinary opponents, it would definitely be a behavior of harming oneself and benefiting others for death. Moreover, the method of stolen sutras can only absorb the natal true energy of cultivators with similar cultivation levels as the caster. There is absolutely no such thing as Yuan Fei, who absorbs the natal magic power of the mid-stage foundation-building cultivator with the fourth level of Qi training stage.

Unfortunately, luck makes people beat people! Mr. Xiao’s life is indeed not good!

Yuan Fei's method of taking Qi just now was just right, because it turned the impossible into possibility. At that time, Old Xiao was destroyed and was eager to take over his body and forced out his true essence from his body, and shot his true essence directly into the mist of Guiyuan. This was like Yuan Fei, a four-year-old child, who tried his best to raise his sword. Old Xiao, a middle-aged and strong man, was desperate and forced his strength to hit the tip of the sword. It was hard to die! This also directly caused a magical story in the world of immortal cultivation. A young boy at the fourth level of the Qi training stage killed a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and killed both body and spirit! There was no one before!

Of course, Mr. Xiao’s fate was more miserable than that of a generation of Nascent Soul monks, who were famous all over the world and feared by everyone! At least he was not splashed with a body of manure and was stabbed to death by a bare boner with a knife long.

Yuan Fei, who was lying on the ground at this time, was not happy at all. Instead, his face was full of horror, because he realized that he could not take back the mist that was transformed from the essence, blood and flesh that was vented outside his body...

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Chapter completed!