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Chapter 1472

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Although the Old Devil was once a Soul Formation cultivator and his heart was no longer shackled by the Ten Thousand Demon Shackles, he had lost his physical body and most of his vitality. All that was left of him was a remnant soul. His condition was no better than Zhen Xiaoxiao's.

Making such a big fuss in front of a tiny Nascent Soul Realm Scarlet Ape … It was really embarrassing for him.

But what was there to be afraid of?

I have no face now!

Scream!

Scream with all my might!

"Ahhhhhh!"

The screams of the Demon Soul made the faces of the Northern Rock Beasts fall off. Even the Zhu Yan that was walking forward with steady steps felt his head buzzing!

Unfortunately, the intimidation had the opposite effect.

The frightened Zhu Yan didn't retreat in fright. Instead, it seemed to have been provoked. It let out an angry roar, and its four legs turned into hind legs as it dashed towards Zhen Xiaoxiao in a frenzy!

The hyena monsters that could not dodge in time were smashed into bloody pieces by the Zhu Yan's heavy body!

"Oh my god! My disciple, run! "

"I can't even scare away a mere Nascent Soul Stage! Damn you, Shen Wujiang! You've caused me so much trouble! "

With his beard sticking up, the Old Devil was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and jumped up and down.

The thin Demon Soul could not stop the invasion of the Nascent Soul Stage beast. With a tearing sound, the black light screen protecting Zhen Xiaoxiao was easily torn apart by the Zhu Yan. In the blink of an eye, its heavy palm appeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao's face!

Should he escape?

There was no way out and he could not!

He was like a weak blade of grass growing on a mountain rock. Faced with an avalanche, he could only watch helplessly as he was buried in ice and snow and his flesh was torn apart!

"Dead …!" Mo Lixue's scream created a strange sound wave in the sky.

Time flowed very slowly at this moment.

He felt the strong wind coming toward him. He saw the wildness and greed in the depths of the Zhu Yan's eyes. He heard the sound of air being squeezed out of his lungs bit by bit. He felt the hot breath of the beast standing in front of him!

One second before he stepped into death's door.

There was a loud boom.

Zhen Xiaoxiao's blood was exploding in his body!

In the depths of his skin, layers and layers of fine and dense patterns suddenly bloomed. They were not like inscriptions, nor were they formation totems. No one knew what they represented, but they had a kind of unique beauty that was natural. The strand of red hair on his forehead suddenly grew to the ground. Demonic smoke rose from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned a bloodthirsty crimson!

"I'm … hungry …"

The voice that came out of her mouth was indeed Zhen Xiaoxiao's, but it was much more flirtatious and flirtatious than her usual tone.

The finger blade in her right hand was clearly broken, but in the instant she chuckled, sharp thorns suddenly grew out of her five fingers!

Her entire body was as slippery as a water snake as she dodged Zhu Yan's deadly attack at an inconceivable angle. Her small hands were like the arms of a lover as they gently caressed Zhu Yan's glabella. Her fingertips streaked across Zhu Yan's stunned expression, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his muscular chest moving all the way down … all the way to his lower abdomen!

Puff!

There was a soft sound.

Blood splattered thirty feet away!

A beast core was pinched by five fingers. Zhu Yan, who had no idea what had happened, fell to the ground with a deeply doubtful expression. His corpse instantly turned cold.

Crack!

The Nascent Soul's beast core was crushed by Zhen Xiaoxiao's palm. The pure beast power turned into a wisp of grey smoke. She breathed it into her body through her nose.

"Ah … it tastes terrible, but it's still alright. It should be enough to fill my stomach …"

A wisp of grey smoke flowed into her dried up dantian. Her constantly shrinking meridians finally stopped spasming.

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