Chapter 3539
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As Zhen Xiaoxiao was pulled into the sky by the token, the Ancient Beast Cauldron on the ground and the four war beasts that were still undergoing their Thunder Tribulations in the sky followed suit.
Grandma Gongsun's expression changed drastically. She had been trapped in the Hundred Intense Herb Field for the past two months and had not heard about the Devouring War. However, when she saw the Firmament Token emitting an immortal aura and Xiao Zhen and Shaoning Jun's glowing waist tokens, she flew into the sky together with them. She gritted her teeth and quickly took out a green bottle with white flowers from her storage pouch.
"Xiao Zhen, catch the pill!"
Grandma Gongsun threw the bottle into the sky with a fierce wave of her arm.
Concern, exhortation … Everything was said without words!
"Grandma, that's …" Huichun and Guixin, who had followed Grandma Gongsun for many years, were shocked. But before they could finish, Zhen Xiaoxiao and Shaoning Jun disappeared above the clouds!
"Damn it!"
Hun Zhen, who had been squatting by the side, finally came to his senses. If he had made a move just now, even if Swan Underworld Supreme used ten thousand spatial techniques, he would not have been able to move that damned Yan Zifeng.
But just now, the True Soul Avatar happened to be in the main soul's sea of consciousness and intercepted Apple Night Sky. Because he had tasted the benefits of the Earth Demon's spiritual energy, he pressed the Earth Demon to the ground again and again, demanding for it without restraint.
Hun Zhen, who had never seen or imagined such a crazy posture, immediately had two streams of blood spurting out of his nose. He almost knelt on the ground and revealed his true form.
"Female bandit! Female tyrant! "
Hun Zhen clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably. The blood that he had wiped off slowly flowed down his nose again.
"Primary soul, so you're such a useless primary soul."
Hun Zhen had a deeper understanding of how weak and easily bullied his primary soul was. His eyes shone brightly, and he could not help but feel an unbridled rage in his heart.
"Let go of that coward! Let me do it next time! I'm a Grand Unity Celestial Lord. I will never be bullied by others and admit defeat! "As he swore, the blood on his chin dripped to the ground.
"That Yan bastard escaped!"
After a few breaths, Hun Zhen finally calmed down. He frowned and looked at the giant token in the sky and the Sleepless Tower.
The memories of the Apple Demon surged into his body like a tidal wave.
At the same time, the memories of Yan Mo's past became clearer in Hun Zhen's mind. As an earth demon, Breathing Earth had listened to the sorrowful cries of the setting sun day after day. As Crown Prince Xiao, he could not forget his father's sigh and the white hair on his temples.
"Xiao Xiao must not have had enough fun just now. Even if she had the chance to join forces with Shaoning and Gongsun to kill the enemy, it was still not satisfying enough with the help of others!"
A hint of blackness appeared in the depths of Soul True Sovereign's eyes.
No one knew if it was his original color or if it had been subtly changed by the host soul. Even his face, which had always been stiff and expressionless, began to show expressions of seven emotions and six desires.
Hun Zhen stared at the sky, gritted his teeth, and slowly spat out four words.
"But … the battle of devouring …"
"Hehe, my wife can kill to her heart's content now!"
Hun Zhen wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve and disappeared into the wind. His smug back seemed to have a tail raised high behind him.
"This is a battle of devouring."
Realizing that Zhen Xiaoxiao knew nothing about his situation, Lord Shaoning, who had been dragged to the battlefield with her, began to explain.
At this moment, all of the top hundred experts of the Dust Parting Tower had been swept up by the power of laws, including an unlucky fellow with disheveled hair.
Yes, yes, yes, which goddamn person died? I curse your eighteen generations of ancestors! "
The waist tag changed from 101 to 100 again. Jiang Xiu 'er sobbed.
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