Supreme Soaring Immortal

Supporting them with a sigh of relief, the heart that has been stifling is Xi Xiaotong. They expect Xi Xiaoying to completely refine the magical mirror and control the ghosts in the magical mirror. So maybe there will be a turn.

Bai listened to the cloud and adjusted his interest. He opened his eyes and saw that there were only three large arrays left. His face could not be changed. Huoran turned his head and looked at Xi Xiaoying, who closed his eyes, and then looked at Qin Double Road:

"Qin Shimei, how long do you think Xi Shijie still needs? Can these three big arrays persist in the success of Xi Shijie?"

Kong Ji, Liang Qi and others also looked at the Qin double, Qin double shakes his head:

"I do not know!"

Just as Liang Qi and others showed disappointment in their eyes, they saw Qin double standing up:

"However, I should be able to get some time for my sister."

When the words fell, they saw the double sleeves of the piano fluttering, and one of the arrays was sacrificed by her. At this time, there are only three seats left in the double array of the piano, occupying a small space, and outside the three large arrays, they are densely packed. The double array of the piano doubled out of the three big arrays.

The place where the front is better than the flag is to sacrifice the array and it will be formed immediately. Therefore, in a large burst of instants, the dense ghosts outside the three large arrays are immediately shrouded in a large array.

"Booming..."

A large array of strangles began to strangle, countless ghosts began to collapse and dissipate, the refining lights became brighter, and the speed of the gods weaving the gods began to speed up.

"Ok?"

The heart of the piano doubles, she stumbled into a message, a message from the soul space. Immediately, I split my mind into the space of the spiritual world, and I saw that the soul of the day was only one corner, and we were able to weave it. And the vague message came from the soul of the day.

The vague message was very vague, but it gave the piano a feeling that the soul of the soul seemed to have a desire for those ghosts.

"What is it craving? Do you want to devour those ghosts? The ghost is the food for it? Is this soul a foodie?

Ok?

wrong!

This ambiguous message is not only from the soul of the soul, but also the soul of the earth. ”

Qin double looked at the soul of the earth sitting on the left shoulder of Yangshen. At this time, the soul is looking up and looking up, the gaze seems to penetrate the soul space, seeing the ghost outside, a finger in his mouth, a large drop of saliva, the dripping saliva is falling In the process, every drop of water seems to be trapped in a soul, they are roaring, but then absorbed into the body by the soul of the earth.

When the piano doubled his brow, he separated the mind and kept paying attention to the soul space.

At this time, Liang Qi's eyes were a bit sluggish. The double sleeves of the piano are flying, and more than 5,000 arrays have been sacrificed in succession. A large number of ghosts have been strangled. The broken souls around them are like water, and they are madly absorbed into the body by the sun. These Liang Qi can't see them. What they see is that the piano pair is constantly offering the battle.

"How many battles did this have? When did a guy who just ascended, so rich?"

"Booming..."

The platoon constantly smashes the ghosts, and the piano pair is still continually offering the platoon, round and round, some of the platoons will kill the ghosts in the platoon, and some will be smashed by the ghosts in the platoon. burst.

In the ink-stained space, a cloud of mushroom blossoms is constantly rising.

"call……"

Bai Tingyun and others spit out a sigh of relief, and Qin Double finally stopped the sacrifice. These people calculated it, except for the fact that they had handed over the arsenal.

Ten thousand...

The hearts of Bai Tingyun and others are not convulsed. However, they were excited then, with this 10,000-day market, should be able to insist on Xi Xiaoying thoroughly refining the magical mirror and controlling those ghosts?

Another day passed.

The front has collapsed more than half, and at this time, Xi Xiaoyu opened his eyes.

“Refining and refining?” Bai Xiaoyun, who has been paying attention to Xi Xiaolan, hurriedly asked.

"Ok!"

Xi Xiaotong nodded solemnly, looked up at the dense ghosts in the air, and thought of a move, first sacrificed the town ghost gourd.

"Hey..."

Countless ghosts rushed out of the town's ghost gourd, but a mushroom cloud was formed in an instant, and then the mushroom cloud spread around, forming an endless dark cloud, but these dark clouds are a ghost, these ghosts are facing this ink-stained space. The ghosts inside have impacted the past, and they are fighting together with those ghosts.

"Hey..."

The ghosts in the ghost gourd are still erupting continuously, for a quarter of an hour. Throw out thousands of ghosts. However, these thousands of ghosts are quickly submerged in the ghosts in this space. Compared with the ghosts in this space, thousands of ghosts are still too few.

Xi Xiaoying flashed a heartache in her eyes, and she saw that the ghosts she raised were being shredded one by one. When he reached out, he took the ghost gourd and collected the magical mirror.

"Hey..."

More ghosts emerged from the illusionary mirror and rushed to the ghosts in this ink-stained space. There are hundreds of thousands of ghosts in the magical mirror. When these hundreds of thousands of ghosts come out of the mirror, they occupy the whole circle and tear up the ghosts in a dye-only space.

This makes Qin double and others feel a happy heart. However, as time went by, the look on the face of Qin and other people became dignified.

The ghosts of the ink-dyed space are constantly being shredded, and the ghosts controlled by Xi Xiaoying are constantly decreasing. There are too many ghosts in the ink-dyed space, and the number of ghosts of Xi Xiaoying is piled up in quantity.

In less than half a day, Xi Xiaotong’s ghosts disappeared, and the ghosts in the ink-dyed space began to attack. At this time, everyone's heart is full of despair, even the piano is no exception.

Liang Qi and others also lost the idea of ​​killing ghosts. The gas they always licked finally vented. One by one, sitting on the ground, with no eyes.

"Booming..."

The array was broken one by one, and the ghosts around them were getting closer and closer, but they were already numb.

"Hey..."

The soul space of Qin Double suddenly vibrates, and has been paying attention to the piano double in the soul space. There is a glimmer of hope and a certain hope in the eyes.

A complete celestial charm is woven and slowly hovering over the head of Yangshen. As it circling, the soul fragments around the body of the piano rushed toward the body of the piano, as if it had flowed into the sea. Even in the light of the refining light, you can clearly see the dense soul fragments rushing toward the piano. The piano double is like a black hole, madly absorbing all the soul fragments around.

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