Chapter 2377
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Oh my god!
Aren't you looking for death?
If it was Little Silver, it wouldn't be a problem, but you old man … don't you know what you're doing?
Little Gruel had already noticed that Hai Weng was the weakest among all the soul groups. Just a second ago, he was still under the protection of all the soul groups, quietly studying his Great Demon Assimilation Technique. But now, he quickly shook his white butt and flew away.
Swoosh.
Big White Mantou flew over the heads of the soul groups and chased after Hai Weng.
While chasing, Little Gruel did not forget to look back at the Phantom Soul Group. Usually, when she saw her companions in danger, she would definitely be the first to rush out, but today …
Huh?
Her soul seemed to have returned to her main body?
Is she going to beat me up?
Thinking of this, Big White Mantou shuddered and quickly cut off all contact with her main body. He did not dare to imagine how pitiful her main body was now.
Little White Mantou, calm down by beating her up. I'll go and save your two subordinates first!
With the intention to atone for her crimes, Big White Mantou's butt lit up with fire and rushed into the group of Lustful Demons.
The lustful demon who called herself Wanwan not only had a peerless appearance, but she also had abilities beyond the imagination of the world. The moment she danced in the air, countless dark shadows of lustful demons in the Soul Transformation Realm and even in the third step appeared out of thin air.
In the blink of an eye.
The entire world was filled with demons.
The scene was like purgatory.
She looked at Hai Weng, who was flying over, and Little Gruel, who was following closely behind and would surpass Hai Weng at any time. Wanwan slowly raised her right hand and pointed her index finger in their direction.
"Enjoy, my little pets. Don't forget, I want to see the most magnificent fireworks."
With a look of disgust on her face, Wanwan seemed to have lost interest in fighting. She only ordered her Lustful Demons to attack the soul groups.
"Oh my god!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao sucked in a breath of cold air.
It was just as Little Congee had predicted. Her consciousness had temporarily returned to her original body.
This was because the strong sense of crisis earlier had made her unexpectedly awake. When she suddenly opened her eyes, she could only vaguely see a certain fellow that she hadn't seen for a long time, shamelessly hugging her and sleeping soundly.
At the same time, a strange old man with a sullen look on his face was frowning and striking at his heart. Shen Yanyuan seemed to be shouting at the side, but he couldn't hear a single word clearly.
After all, the incoming palm wind carried with it a pressure that made one's hair stand on end!
How terrifying!
It was the fourth step!
He had a strong premonition of death.
But the strange thing was that the old man's attack was not to take his life, but to open a spatial tunnel and throw him into this …
F * ck me!
What the hell is this place?!
Zhen Xiaoxiao looked around, his eyes in disarray.
He felt like he was standing on a small planet.
This place was barren. Although the spiritual energy was abundant, there was no grass on the ground, only bare rocks.
He extended his five senses a little further.
Zhen Xiaoxiao could clearly feel that there was something in the air that made her feel uneasy. She didn't know why, but the planet under her feet gave her a sense of security.
Because she still needed to focus on the Void Spirit Palace, she didn't have any desire to explore the new environment in the short term. She hugged herself tightly and shivered. Then, she quickly took out her flying sword, dug a simple cave under the hard rocks of the planet, and jumped into it. She protected herself with layers of formations, and at the same time, opened the Bamboo Idleness Moon Painting again.
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