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Chapter 304: Huh join forces? (7)

Then in turn, Leng Xiao can basically judge where Kumu's body is. On the other hand, because of his lack of understanding of the brown mist, Leng Xiao doesn't want to just avoid it. If there are more and more demonic people in the future, he will

Is it just possible to hide?

Speaking of which, Leng Xiao was still frightened by the word cultivating demons in her consciousness. In her opinion, cultivating demons meant assimilation and devouring. Didn't all books say that?

It's not that Leng Xiao doesn't believe in his own will, it's that Leng Xiao is too afraid of the word "demon".

Just when Kumu wanted to be arrogant, Leng Xiao did not dodge again, instead of retreating, he advanced directly and crashed into his own mist.

Deadwood was a little dumbfounded. You must know that the mist on the body of a demonic person actually has no effect. One is to bluff people, and the other is to cover up his ugly appearance. This is the secret of the coexistence of demons. No one who practices Taoism has any effect.

Know.

I don’t know if Leng Xiao was too lucky or if Leng Xiao was too bold, but Leng Xiao just crashed into it. Of course, this was in Dead Wood’s eyes, but Dead Wood didn’t notice it, just when Leng Xiao entered the brown mist

At that moment, a faint colorful halo of light lingered all over his body, which made Dead Tree stunned and hurriedly backed away.

So, in the brown mist, on one side was a dead tree holding a huge palm and retreating in fear, on the other side was a cold figure pressing forward step by step.

Deadwood didn't dare to take this palm towards himself, so he lost in terms of momentum. If it weren't for the purpose of studying the brown mist, Leng Xiao would have turned around and bullied himself to get close to Deadwood.

Dantian.

But in order to understand the brown mist, and also to study the power of the colorful aperture, Leng Xiao did not shoot out the seven-color Qi. To deal with Wang Ban, Wang Hui Leng Xiao only shot a thread, but to deal with the dead wood, Leng Xiao had already shot out

The seven-color zhenqi condensed on his fingertips, and Leng Xiao did not dare to underestimate the guardian sitting down with the Holy Emperor.

Wrapped in the brown mist, from two invisible angles, the brown mist became thinner and thinner, and the figure of Dead Wood gradually became looming, but Leng Xiao during the battle did not notice it, nor did Dead Wood, who was equally frightened.

Until all the brown mist was swallowed up by the colorful aperture, and the cold colorful aperture only became thicker and thicker without any discomfort.

"Haha," Leng Xiao laughed excitedly in his heart. This colorful Qi is really a treasure. It swallows the mist of the demon cultivator and strengthens itself. Not bad! As if taking a big tonic pill, Leng Xiao was shocked all over. The colorful aperture was

Leng Xiao tightened his body. Just as Leng Xiao tightened the colorful aperture inside his body, Leng Xiao suddenly stepped back and shot out the colorful Qi from his fingertips towards the dead wood's Dantian.

Kumu watched blankly as the fog surrounding him disappeared, and then watched Leng Xiao happily retract the colorful halo into his body. Then he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the giant spirit palm that had not been released immediately collapsed.

Kumu covered his dantian in disbelief and bent down. He was unexpectedly attacked by a little girl. If he told anyone, no one would survive.

At this time, Leng Xiao stepped forward. For such a demonic person who had no power to fight back, and Yougui was the protector of the Holy Emperor, Leng Xiao was on guard while stretching his fingers towards the dead wood, just like his name.
Chapter completed!
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