The reborn concubine wants to divorce her husband

Chapter 1643 Fighting Arena【2】

Quickly crush the two elixirs with your fingers, mix them and swallow them in your mouth.

His dantian was scorching hot. Although it was a severe pain, the layer of ice was slowly melting away and the corrosive power had stopped.

Feng Xi's aura surged. Although her face was pale, Jindie saw the confidence to win in her eyes. For some reason, she felt panicked. She quickly stabilized her mind, slightly bent her calves, and popped out.

"What can you do even if you can detoxify? What can you do if your Dantian is burning and your whole body is exhausted right now?"

Feeling that he was getting closer, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, but Feng Xi smiled and used his thoughts.

The golden light from the pair of butterfly wings reached the fist, and when it was about to hit, the people in the audience had already determined the outcome of the battle. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, a burst of blue light, and the two forces collided. , the barrier trembled twice more, but did not crack.

"you!"

Jindie thought that with this punch, Feng Xi would be completely defeated, but she never thought that her hand was actually blocked by a man, who even forced her to take two steps back before she could stand firm.

Qinglonghun turned around and knelt down on one knee.

"host."

Feng Xi chuckled lightly, sat down cross-legged, and gasped softly. The dantian area was indeed as hot as Jindie said, and her body was indeed depleted by the corrosive power. However, the fact that she could not mobilize the power of the elements did not mean that she could not summon it. Azure Dragon Soul!

"Hold her, remember, don't hurt the princess."

"yes!"

Qinglonghun responded, turned around, and condensed green light in his hand, shrouding Feng Xi. Jindie looked at Qinglonghun and gritted his teeth.

The beauty in this life is comparable to that of the man in the audience, but he is not a human being, nor an elf or a monster... Could it be?

Before Jindie could think about it, the Azure Dragon Soul had already rushed towards him. Jindie had to grit his teeth to resist. The outcome that the audience had originally believed was overturned. For a moment, Jin Jiaye's emotions became high, and Jin Jiaye breathed a sigh of relief.

The Green Dragon Soul is a soul contract, and it can be summoned without the need to use the power of elements. Feng Xi's purpose has always been to determine the strength of the dream realm. Otherwise, if the Little Black Grass and the Green Dragon Soul are summoned together, then there is no need to Tangled for a long time.

A trace of distress flashed in his eyes. Jin Kasyapa just felt sorry for why Feng Xi was so desperate. They could have ignored this trivial matter in the dream realm.

Feng Xi is always deserted, but in fact she has a soft heart. How could she be willing to watch those children suffer all kinds of abuse?

Qinglonghun's attack was fierce and cunning, and Jindie resisted hard, not even getting a chance to counterattack. In anger, he flapped his butterfly wings, took a chance and jumped into the air, pointed his toes on the barrier and rushed towards Feng Xi. Feng Xi was still meditating with his eyes closed. If this blow was successful, he would probably be seriously injured even if he was not dead.

However, Jin Jiaye was calm and composed, and Qinglonghun did not panic. When the golden butterfly approached, the golden light from the fist had already enveloped the entire arm, and the original skin could hardly be seen clearly.

"Go to hell!"

The golden butterfly roared, punched out hard, and hit the barrier. The green light shattered. The golden light and green light blended together in the barrier. No one could see clearly what was going on inside. The fragile barrier could no longer withstand such an impact and shook. Two times, it shattered.

The strong wind blew the women below so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. They screamed and pulled at their attachments, or fell down awkwardly. Jin Kasyapa stood still, his eyes full of worry.

The dust slowly dispersed, and the arena was falling apart. The wooden fence fell to the ground, broken or shattered. Except for the Qinglong Soul standing there, there was a huge depression on the ground, cracked along the edge.

(End of chapter)