He looked striking, Zuo Jiayin was already walking over with the Dan Furnace and said to Lin Qing, "Everyone can kill the evil way, so senior brother doesn't have to listen to his nonsense."

She looked very old at a young age, but the evil cultivator suddenly showed a gloomy smile.

His eyes lingered on them.

"Since you two are here, why not stay..."

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At this moment, the female cultivator on the ground suddenly screamed, and her whole body exploded and turned into a large piece of blood.

At this moment, the evil cultivator suddenly attacked and raised his hands, and the colorful mist rolled over them.

The fog surging and looking at it was ominous. Lin Qing pinched a magic trick and a ray of inspiration was about to slap Zuo Jiayin's head, so that she would not rush to the end.

I saw the little girl who looked like a rookie and had no reaction to the dangerous mist, and even looked over and sniffed her head.

Seeing her like this, the monk showed a smug smile on his face, which was hurt by Lin Qing.

He waited for a moment.

Waiting again.

... Wait a little longer.

Lin Qing had already prepared a second light of inspiration to pat Zuo Jiayin on the shoulder, and heard her suddenly ask slowly, "That's it?"

She practiced her life with Qingyang Fire. In the dantian, the colorful mist had just fallen into the dantian. A ray of jumping fire rushed over and swallowed it in one bite.

A few breaths, the flame burped, the fog was burned and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only a small mass of pure spiritual energy the size of sesame was spit out twice by the fire, and spit into the hovering sea of ​​qi below the dantian.

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"Himmer!" The white and tender little girl covered her mouth and couldn't help but burp her, her eyes shining at the overwhelming mist.

"Senior brother, this is a bit nourishing. Can I eat more?" She whispered to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing:...
Chapter completed!