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1821 Endless Devouring

 Fu Shiyi, who was lagging behind, didn't want the duck in his mouth to fly away. He made a secret with his right hand and muttered something in his mouth. With a "pop" sound, a fireball with a diameter of three feet came out from the tip of his hand. The fireball roared, It landed on a corpse not far from her feet. With a "Peng" sound, the fireball split from it, revealing even hotter flames that fell on the strange corpse.

"Zizizzi"

Under the third-level fire cracking technique.

The strange corpse began to soften little by little. After a cup of tea, it completely turned into a pool of black blood and melted into the ground.

Mr. Cheng, who was looking at the corpse, saw this, and his eyes flashed with disappointment. He imitated the third-level fire cracking technique and landed on the strange corpse. Sure enough, the corpse that could not be melted by the second-level fireball technique was gradually changing and melting. He held it in disgust. The corpse was thrown to the ground. After standing up, he couldn't help but feel worried about Ouyang Jun:

"Brother Ouyang, there are so many corpses. If we really need to rely on the third-level fire cracking technique, we will have to burn them endlessly for several years."

Everyone agrees.

Mr. Cheng's eyes glanced at everyone one by one. No one had any better idea, but a look of hesitation flashed across Fu Shiyi's brows, and Mr. Cheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up:

"County Master Fu, have you thought of a way to move this corpse?"

"Yes, there is one."

Under the pressure of Mr. Cheng step by step.

Fu Shiyi said truthfully:

"I carry a lot of storage bags with me, so it shouldn't be a problem to hold these corpses."

Wanzhang Skeleton Mountain.

Even if it is a fourth-level storage bag, it needs to be filled with more than a dozen.

When they came out for this trip, they all traveled lightly. After all, adventures are all about blessings and misfortunes. You can't take your family and life with you. When Mr. Cheng heard this, he remembered that the Fu family had to scrape away even the spiritual soil. He couldn't bear it. He sneered in his heart, but said with a smile on his face:

"Then I'll have to trouble County Master Fu."

Mr. Cheng waved his hand.

The children of the Cheng family immediately spread out and searched around to see if there was any missing treasure.

After Ouyang Jun nodded slightly to Fu Shiyi, he also led his disciples to search for Skull Mountain from another direction.

At this time.

Xiaokong's anxious mood in Fu Shiyi's consciousness sea space became even stronger.

She didn't hesitate any longer.

A wave of sleeves.

Two storage bags were suspended in the air, and rays of sunlight fell from the storage bags on the mountain of corpses. The black light of the corpses flashed, and hundreds of corpses flew up, and were sucked into the storage bags in an endless stream.

Half a cup of tea time.

Two storage bags are filled to the brim.

Fu Shiyi moves with each move.

She put the two storage bags into her sleeves. She searched for them in her sleeves for a while. In fact, she threw all the strange corpses that had just been put into the storage bags into the consciousness sea space and took them out again.
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