Xuanyuan Xuantian spat out the words from his mouth with great disdain,
"Pornographic idiot."
Ling Xiaotu also nodded in agreement. He had never seen a spell cast so awkwardly that the caster himself was involved.
Zhongli Yirui's face was full of annoyance, but he still tried his best to refute what he said, [
"I'm just trying. You know, the best heavenly masters are those who have the courage to try."
Ling Xiaotu glanced at him gently,
"Then you can behave better next time."
Xuanyuan Xuantian glanced at the two of them coldly, and the cold air around him condensed together again, and the attack as fast as lightning and as fierce as wind broke through the pile of half-souls.
I have to say that hero complex and self-esteem are really a troublesome thing. A heavenly master like Zhongli Yirui who has no attack ability will never be able to accomplish such shining heroic deeds as Xuanyuan Xuantian.
So in Ling Xiaotu's eyes, the contrast between the two men was simply gorgeous. The little red stars in her eyes were twinkling, which was very useful to a certain snake man!
He quickly picked up a small stack of brown paper that he tore open in his pocket, took out a pen, threw the paper into the air, whispered in his mouth, and started writing in large strokes.
The golden spells that looked like writing paper fell on the long, palm-sized piece of paper.
The originally plain paper seemed to be given life immediately, and every spell with characters on it was directed towards the half-souls.
The room was suddenly filled with the sound of whirring and flying, and it was turned into physical objects, burning and exploding in the center of the half-souls one by one. It was extremely simple.
This kind of purification seems simpler than the one just now, but it is much more powerful than the one just now.
Ling Xiaotu was very quiet. She was very self-aware and knew that this was not the time for her to intervene, so she simply said nothing.
But as the purification continued, Zhongli Yirui, who had been raising his hand to draw the talisman, said dissatisfiedly,
"My hands are so sore, Xuanyuan Xuantian, you, a barbarian, can't you take care of me, who is as elegant as a noble?"
Zhongli Yirui looked at Ling Xiaotu with great resentment, what kind of look is that in this girl's eyes!
After all, he is more attractive than Xuanyuan Xuantian, that savage ice man!