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Chapter 1961 You can't do it!

"Um!"

Although Jiang Xiaobai couldn't see the specific expression of the Watanabe man, he could tell from his voice that he was shocked.

In fact, at this moment, he had a bold guess.

Could the disappearance of the ancient barbarians have anything to do with these people?

After all, the Ancient Spirit Clan was involved with this Watanabe man, and the slave mark of the Ancient Spirit Clan just happened to disappear.

No matter what, he still planned to try to extract this guy's memory.

In the cold light, golden vines rolled and swept towards the direction of the Watanabe man.

The man from Watanabe clenched his hands: "Barbarian, barbarian, even if I die today, I will kill you!"

After the words fell, the Watanabe man's voice sounded: "Open the seal again!"

boom!

You can see that the Watanabe man's momentum is rising again, but his body has obviously reached its breaking point, and the blood mist is spreading during the tremors.

"It's a pity that this body is broken, otherwise it would be easy to kill you!"

The voice of the Watanabe man was filled with anger. When he held it in his right hand, the blood mist gathered in his palm. With the activation of spiritual power, the blood mist actually condensed into a bloody mark.

"Oh, come on then!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the bloody mark without any fear.

In fact, what about the Watanabe people?

Before I came into contact with it, it did feel mysterious.

But after contact, he felt normal.

Does sealing increase strength?

Sorry, he has too!

Especially, after the Holy Fire is integrated, it is naturally higher than before.

He still had that thought. If it weren't for Wu Qingzhu, he would definitely beat this thing up hard.

As for now, he just smiled sheepishly, his delicate face full of shyness.

When the Watanabe man rushed up, there was a crash, and the remaining four Eagle Emperors fell down at the same time. Under the huge suppression, the Watanabe man's voice was filled with boundless resentment: "Then you must die too!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood mark was thrown out by the Watanabe man and covered with Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai just planned to use some means to resist, but the holy fire in his body stirred up again.

Um?

Jiang Xiaobai raised his brows and instantly lost the intention to dodge.

boom!

Jiang Xiaobai was covered by the blood mark, and the blood lines instantly opened up, as if they were integrating into his body.

At this time, the holy fire was turbulent in his body. Before the blood patterns could be imprinted on his body, they were swallowed up by the holy fire without causing any ripples.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were strange.

Isn't this holy fire a powerful weapon against the Watanabe people?

Strangely, the Watanabe man also had a face full of disbelief.

He looked at Jiang Xiaobai in astonishment and said, "You...how is that possible?"

As he spoke, he moved like a king, and while completely suppressing him, the golden vines tightly bound his whole body.

At this time, Jiang Xiaobai walked towards the Watanabe man step by step. When he came to the bound Watanabe man, he smiled with a smile on his face: "Shall we talk?"

"hehe!"

The Watanabe man's voice was sarcastic: "What do you want to talk about?"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, but did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he raised his hand and pushed the man's hood away.

When he pushed away, his pupils shrank.

This man looked like an old man, but his face was covered with bloody lines, which looked very strange.

In addition, the pupils are still golden.

In a state of wonder, he said, "Where are you Watanabe people from? Do you have anything to do with the West?"

"Our origins are as lowly as yours..."

Before the Watanabe man said anything else, his brain was confused for a moment.

Yes, he was slapped hard by Jiang Xiaobai, and then a faint voice sounded: "Speak well!"

"Kill me if you can!"

The old man's voice was filled with a sneer: "Just in time, I can also get rid of this remnant body!"

Seeing the old man like this, Jiang Xiaobai finally sighed.

Judging from this guy's behavior, he knew that it was basically impossible to ask anything.

So he was too lazy to talk nonsense. When he pinched the Watanabe man's neck with his right hand, he said directly: "Then I will help you!"

After speaking, he chose to extract the old man's memory.

Instantly, black lines began to cover the old man's body.

The old man didn't have any fear in his expression, and even looked at Jiang Xiaobai with an increasingly mocking look.

When Jiang Xiaobai saw the black lines covering the old man, he suddenly thought of something and said: "Oh, by the way, before I die, I will tell you something!"

"What?"

The old man flashed a cold light.

"The holy fire you want to find..."

When Jiang Xiaobai said this, his voice paused, and his other hand suddenly raised, and then a wisp of white flame floated out: "Melted by me!"

The moment the words fell, the old man naturally felt the breath of the holy fire.

Staring blankly at the flame, the old man's voice suddenly became trembling, and his eyes were even more panicked: "You...you actually melted into the holy fire!"

"No way, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

The old man said with a trembling voice.

Um?

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the old man's change.

What kind of situation is this?

He soon thought of something. He looked at the holy fire in his hand. Could it be that the old man was afraid of this?

After thinking of this, his expression couldn't help but become surprised.

The devouring lines suddenly stopped.

Yes, this devouring may not be successful on this Watanabe man.

You can tell something from the old man's mocking expression.

Maybe there will be blood beads exploding the body, but what if there is enough threat?

Thinking of this, he brought the wisp of holy fire close to the old man and said, "Come here, tell me your origins, and what's going on with the Ancient Spirit Clan and you!"

"Finally, the barbarians and you..."

"Forehead?"

While Jiang Xiaobai was talking, he noticed that the old man's body was shaking even more violently, and he was still muttering "impossible, impossible."

Finally, the lines on my face began to fade.

The golden pupils also became dim.

Jiang Xiaobai's expression changed, and he quickly pinched the old man's neck with his hand, and the black lines spread again.

But after more than ten seconds, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the old man who was completely lifeless, and looked aside with a low expression.

boom!

In the dull voice, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly thought of something.

Yes, there is also an earth dragon.

Just when he thought of this, there was a crashing sound and an earth dragon landed next to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Hey, Fengzi, I asked you to seal it, but why did you kill it?"

The nine-tailed cat's voice sounded helpless.

"I didn't!"

Jinfeng's voice was filled with helplessness: "I'm just a pure seal!"

Um?

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he glanced at the earth dragon and found that the lines on its body gradually receded with fluctuations.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he glanced at the old man.

Maybe Jin Feng didn't kill him, but because of the old man's death, the earth dragon also died.

If his guess is correct, there may be a certain symbiotic relationship between the two.

Otherwise it wouldn't be the case.

While he was thinking, the nine-tailed cat shrank and landed on Jiang Xiaobai's shoulder: "That's right, the earth dragon seemed to be suddenly afraid just now!"


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