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Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Eliminate Demonic Qi

Xiao Jintan tried to squeeze in a small drop of essence, but the effect was not obvious.

Xiao Jintan wasn't too surprised by this, otherwise he wouldn't have asked for two pieces of the best spiritual essence.

So Xiao Jintan twisted the main stem again, squeezed out a drop of essence, and dropped it into Xiao Kongjian's mouth.

Seeing that Xiao Kong was unconscious, his face was facing up, and the golden essence dyed his black lips golden.

One drop after another, the essence dripped from the golden trunk into Xiao Kong Jian's mouth.

Xiaokong saw that the black energy on his body was gradually receding.

The golden color of Xiao Jintan's body is also gradually fading.

I don’t know how many times I twisted the trunk, and I don’t know how much essence dripped into Xiao Kongjian’s mouth.

Sometimes the essence drips so fast that it almost becomes a line.

An Qingli's eyebrows were solemn, and his heart was as heavy as a boulder weighing on him, as he looked at Xiao Jintan, whose color was gradually fading.

Xiao Lingxi was next to An Qingli, looking at Xiao Jintan blankly as well.

A few more drops of essence were squeezed out of Xiao Jintan's body.

A golden cloud leaf fell from the trunk.

The level of the fourth-level Xiao Jin Tan dropped, and he became a third-level Xiao Jin Tan.

"Green fence."

Xiao Lingxi couldn't bear it and buried her head in An Qingli's arms.

This little Jin Tan usually coaxed a lot of spiritual stones from him, and it was almost difficult to hand over the spiritual stones in Xiao Jin Tan's hands.

But this time, Xiao Jintan dedicated his most cherished essence to a tree, and he also dedicated so much at once, and even his realm dropped. It was really amazing.

The little Lingxi wanted to cry, but couldn't shed any tears. The Lingxi beast only sheds one tear at a time in its life.

"Qingli, will something happen to Xiao Jintan?" Xiao Lingxi asked quietly.

"It will be measured."

An Qingli felt heavy and held Xiao Lingxi in his arms without interrupting Xiao Jintan.

As a contract partner, An Qingli can't bear it more than anyone else, and he can feel Xiao Jintan's feelings better than anyone else.

Another dozen drops of essence.

The golden color of the small golden cloud is no longer pure, and the golden cloud leaves hang on the branches and are shaking intoxicated.

There was no wind in the defensive formation.

But dozens of golden Tan leaves fell down one after another, and the little golden Tan's realm dropped one level further.

The second-level Xiaojintan is a pale golden color, with a little bit of green mixed in with the pale golden color.

The little Pegasus was in the spirit animal bag, pacing irritably. It thought its luck was bad enough, but it turned out that this Little Golden Tan's luck was even worse.

It's just that it can't see the luck of the divine plant monster, otherwise it would definitely help Xiao Jintan take a good look at it.

The half-yellow and half-green golden cloud leaves are still falling down.

There are only a few leaves left on Xiao Jintan's body.

An Qingli's eyes turned red and he asked Xiao Jintan to do what he could and not to rush.

However, the demonic energy in Xiao Kongjian's body will grow as time goes by. If it is not completely removed this time, it will take a lot of effort to remove it next time.

"Almost." Xiao Jintan struggled to squeeze out another drop of essence and replied weakly, "I am very powerful. If I don't take the opportunity to show off, you will not believe me."

"Believe it! My little Jin Tan is the most powerful, I have always believed it." An Qingli raised his lips with a wry smile.

Xiaokong saw that the demonic energy on his body was almost gone, revealing his original young and mature face.

"Look Qingli, I'm almost successful."

The first-level Xiao Jintan, with joy, continued to twist the body. The main body began to become limp and weak, and could hardly stand upright. It was about to become the beginning of the contract with An Qingli.

At that time, little Jin Tan was a stunted, green little demon vine.

At this moment, Xiao Jintan has returned to his original miserable green appearance.

If possible, An Qingli would rather never see Xiao Jintan look like this.

The naked little Jin Tan was about to fall asleep. He tried hard to twist it several times, but it was still difficult to squeeze out a drop of essence.

But Xiao Kong saw that the demonic energy still remained in his body.

"Qingli, I need your help." Xiao Jintan, who turned into a vine body, asked.

An Qingli understood immediately, took out a piece of the best spiritual essence, activated the Rejuvenation Technique, and poured a steady stream of spiritual power into Xiao Jintan's body.

Xiao Jin Tan recovered a little, so he asked An Qingli to stop temporarily, twisted the vine body again, and dripped the essence into Xiao Kong Jian's mouth.

Injecting spiritual power so crazily, twisting the essence, and injecting spiritual power again, I don't know how many times I have returned.

"Qingli, I'm so tired, come and talk to me." Xiao Jintan, who was covered in green branches, said sadly, "I don't like green, I like gold, and there is no gold at all. I feel that the two pieces of the best spiritual essence are a bit missing.

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While pouring in spiritual power, An Qingli joked with tears in his eyes: "I also think it's a little short, otherwise I'll ask them to add more spiritual stones."

"This is okay." Xiao Jintan put the bare rattan on An Qingli's shoulder and said weakly, "I think it would be more appropriate to add five thousand top-quality spiritual stones."

"I agree too."

The little Lingxi man stood up and raised his hoof in agreement.

Everything within the isolation array will not be noticed by the outside world.

Several eminent Buddhist monks were sitting cross-legged outside the Zen room, chanting sutras and guarding the place.

It's been a long time, I hope God can fulfill everyone's wish.

The Bodhi tree is silent.

But in the bitter cold land of the west, under the ground where the demonic energy lingers, the demon lord in seclusion is furious and extremely angry.

"Who! Who is killing my devil!"

Back then, he used a secret method to introduce his own demonic energy into the tree soul. The reincarnated tree soul was equivalent to a clone of him.

In other words, if one day his soul is gone, the devil can still inherit his will and thoughts and continue to survive.

This is the unique magical power of his demon clan. The stronger the soul parasitized by demonic energy, the more powerful the reincarnated demon child will be.

It is difficult to find a more powerful spirit in the world than the ten thousand-year-old Bodhi tree.

Even the method of sacrificing the demon clan was deliberately planned by him, specially for the old bald donkey of Buddhism to obtain.

However, the plan that had been carefully planned for a thousand years was disrupted by others. How could he not be furious?

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the demonic energy in Mozi's body was being removed bit by bit by something.

Is there anything in this world that can remove the demonic energy from Demon's body?

The demon lord who ignored trivial matters came out of seclusion angrily and found the demon lord of this generation. Black energy shot out from his body like a chain, and immediately locked the neck of the demon lord Hunyuan.

The majestic demonic energy filled the entire Black Demon Palace.

The Demon Lord's eyes were like two blazing flames.

"Demon Lord, calm down."

"Demon Lord, calm down."

"Devil Lord, calm down!"

The demon lord trembled.

Although he is a demon lord, he may be crushed to death by the demon lord at any time like an ant.

The two demon beauties spilled the wine of human blood and fell to the ground in silence.

All the elders who were eating, drinking and enjoying themselves in the hall also knelt on the ground.

Recently, the demon cultivators of the human race have donated a lot of good products, so the elders of the demon race often gather for banquets and eat and drink to improve their cultivation.

How could the Demon Lord calm down his anger? Without opening his mouth, a low voice seemed to come from his belly: "A bunch of losers! What are you going to do!"

(End of chapter)


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