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Chapter 1031

Chapter 1031

"The faster she casts the Soul Capture Technique, the less damage she will take."

"If you delay, are you really going to make her a fool?"

The black-faced old woman turned a deaf ear and ignored the sleeping monster's roar.

Blind Tong waved his hand and said, "That's enough, after all, I promised Ji Xuanqing."

"Wow."

The five red threads entangled each other and disappeared.

Lingxi's complexion gradually became dazed, his eyes were dull, and his aura was low.

He looked drowsy and listless.

The black-faced old woman was suspended in the air, sitting cross-legged and said: "Sleep, sleep, and try to have a good dream."

Lingxi's eyelids drooped and he closed his eyes obediently under the other party's "teaching".

The black-faced old woman said proudly: "Look, isn't this possible?"

The hook-nosed old man said eagerly: "Leave the rest to me. I want to see what the relationship between her and the demon is."

"That guy's origin, hiding place, and his true purpose of intervening in the luck of the six meridians."

"These need to be thoroughly interrogated."

The black-faced old woman stopped her and said, "I am a spell caster, so I should be the one to ask."

"You will indirectly wake her up if you act recklessly. Go and stop causing trouble."

As she spoke, she snapped her fingers and said in a majestic tone: "Lingxi, how long will it take if you don't wake up now?"

Lingxi did not open his eyes on the simple wooden bed.

Between her eyebrows, a ball of fire flickered faintly.

The black-faced old woman asked in surprise: "What's going on?"

The hook-nosed old man pondered: "Did you cast the spell for too long, causing her to sink into a state of mind, so it was not easy to wake her up?"

"Let's try again."

The black-faced old woman took a deep breath, changed her secret voice and said: "Listen to my order and wake up quickly."

"Listen to my order, quickly..."

"Wake up quickly..."

She shouted three times in a row, each time more urgent than the last.

Lingxi closed her eyes tightly and remained indifferent, as if she was in a state of suspended animation.

The sleeping monster sneered: "I insist on going my own way, don't listen to advice, and forcefully delay the casting time."

"Self-righteous revenge is actually stupid."

"Why don't you think about it? Once Lingxi fails to wake up normally, Kunlun is still young, and all the clues about that person will be cut off."

"You can't tell which one is more serious?"

The black-faced old woman hurriedly looked at Blind Tong and stammered, "I, I just want her to suffer more."

"I never expected that the backlash of "Spiritual Photography" would be so powerful, she..."

Before he finished speaking, the terror and coercion came in vain.

With Lingxi as the center, a wave of destructive waves spread out in all directions.

Blind Tong and the other six people turned pale with fright, flew back uncontrollably, and ran away.

Many formations in the secret room exploded one after another and disappeared in an instant.

Behind Lingxi, the majestic spiritual power formed a whirlpool, accompanied by dragon roars.

The next moment, when the whirlpool stopped rotating, a huge golden dragon head slowly rose.

The longan is closed and drooped, and the wings of the nose are moving together.

Its antlers resemble those of a deer, and its whiskers are fluttering.

With its appearance, the breath of ancient vicissitudes of time comes to your face.

The faces of the six defenders who were pressed down were earth-colored, and they were in great torment.

"Fate, character, protection, master."

Blind Tong bowed and said with difficulty breathing: "The destiny of the world is thirty-six, and the true dragon is the leader."

"No wonder she feels confident. Come to think of it, this is what she relies on."


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