Alien Dragon

"Your sister, what's the matter?"

Looking at the blood plasma that was rapidly chasing after his spiritual power, Wang Luo couldn't help but swear, and his mental power poured out all over him, trying his best to resist, but the blood plasma not only didn't fade away, but became stronger and more ferocious.

At this moment, Wang Luo was like a weak little girl, while the blood plasma turned into a fierce pervert. At this moment, the fierce pervert was tearing the clothes of the little girl quickly, and it was possible to tear the fiery hard girl at any time. Poke into the little cutie's body.

"Wang Luo, cut off the mental power!"

Naturally, he sensed something was wrong. Seeing that the situation was very critical, and Wang Luo was about to be exploded, Bell immediately shouted, with a hint of anxiety in his voice, and the elegant, pretentious one disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The ruthless little cutie directly poked her lower body with her hands, she would rather break it herself than let the fierce pervert experience the feeling of having her virginity broken again, but this method is indeed fierce, and the pain is actually bearable by ordinary people.

And Wang Luo's situation is even more miserable than that of Xiao Meimei. If he is not ruthless enough, it is not as simple as being blown up, but his life may be finished directly, and he does not want to die.

Hearing Bell's anxious voice, Wang Luo didn't hesitate at all. With a thought, he instantly cut off all connections with that trace of spiritual power, and the remaining spiritual power retreated back to the sea of ​​spirit with a whoosh.

In front of the gate of Tianxuan Academy, Wang Luo, who stood upright like a pole, trembled violently, his handsome face twisted strangely, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

Taking out a large handful of pills and stuffing them all into his mouth, Wang Luo's grim face showed a trace of fear in his eyes, and then he thought of Bell, and his attention immediately turned to the blood soul streamer.

"How did you provoke this ghost thing?!"

In the blood soul streamer, Bell in white clothes trembled slightly under the surprised gazes of Burt and Fat Pig, his milky white clothes rippled, and said to the void very unhappy.

"Have you ever seen the hell? Are you all right?"

As soon as Bell's voice fell, Wang Luo's surprised voice remembered that in the blood soul streamer, from Bell's words, it was obvious that Bell knew the existence of this ghost, and it seemed that he had suffered a disadvantage.

But after thinking about it for a while, it's normal for Bell to know this thing. He is an old monster who doesn't know how many years he has lived, and there are some secrets in the fallen city that he doesn't know.

"Your stamina is pretty good, you cut off your mental power just now, and you will come back to your senses after a while!"

Hearing Wang Luo's calm words, there was a trace of surprise in Bell's eyes. The pain of cutting off mental power is not something ordinary people can bear, and if it is severe, it is very likely that the pain will directly make an idiot.

Naturally, Wang Luo was in great pain, but Wang Luo already had a lot of experience in cutting off his own spiritual power, and although his spiritual power was used as the guide this time, most of the spiritual power was still contributed by Bell. On the contrary, the injury was lighter than that of Bell.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Burt on the side listened to the conversation between the two, and felt nonsensical for a while. After looking at the fat pig lying there tiredly, he asked suspiciously.

"Wang Luo, do you want to know what the hell it is? I heard Burt say that you have the elixir to restore the soul. If it satisfies me, I can tell what the ghost is. It has something to do with Qilu!"

Hearing Bert's words, Bell tidied up his clothes, regained his elegant appearance, and said indifferently that although his injuries were worse than Wang Luo's, but also, his various experiences were better than Wang Luo's. How many times richer it is, naturally I don't care about this little injury.

In this way, severing mental power, which is very uncomfortable and painful for other people, did not cause the slightest abnormality in one person and one ghost, and passed it very smoothly.

Wang Luo, who was slowly recovering from the pain, rolled his eyes speechlessly when he heard Bell's words, this girl would really seize the opportunity to blackmail him at this time.

But because he didn't directly help him for the reason just now, Wang Luo didn't mind being generous once, anyway, he was a fellow villager, and besides, he was partly responsible for the injury.

A fiery red fruit, crystal clear, permeated with fragrance, the size of a fist, with a small opening on it, overflowing with traces of jam, suddenly appeared in the blood soul streamer, and the three ghosts inside were startled and looked at it at the same time.

"Blood Soul Fruit!"

Stretching out his hand to stop the whimpering little pig that was rushing away, Bert uttered a voice of surprise. He had always heard Wang Luo say that he had the elixir for restoring the soul, but he didn't expect it to be the blood soul fruit.

"Hehe, this is not an ordinary blood soul fruit, this is at least the blood soul fruit from the ten thousand year blood soul tree!"

"Ten thousand years!"

Hearing Bell's explanation, Burt was really shocked. The blood soul tree blooms once every thousand years, and bears fruit once every thousand years. The older the blood soul tree, the stronger the medicinal power of the blood soul fruit it bears. The blood soul fruit on the tree would move even a god.

"Sure enough, you have good eyesight! This blood soul fruit should be enough for you to tell what the hell it is!"

Unexpectedly, Bell could recognize the blood soul fruit on the Ten Thousand Years Blood Soul Tree at a glance. Wang Luo was also slightly startled, but he didn't have anything to feel bad about. As long as he was given enough energy, how much blood soul fruit would he need? as much as possible.

"Well, yes, it's a good thing!"

With a wave of his hand, the blood soul fruit fell into Bell's hand automatically. Looking at the grunting fat pig and the excited Bert, Bell flicked his fingers repeatedly, and two pieces of fruit pulp, one big and one small, shot into the fruit respectively. Inside the two souls.

A faint red mist overflowed from Bert and the fat pig. The fat pig let out a happy groan, and then lay down on the ground and started to refine the medicine. practice.

"All of this was arranged by Qi Lu, but it involves a secret that you still can't know. This secret will never be known unless the strength reaches the God Emperor or a higher realm!"

"You just need to practice hard now, and you don't need to think too much about other things. The blood flowing underground, and the Tathagata Buddha statue are not things you can get your hands on. When you reach your strength, I will naturally take it I will tell you everything!"

Without giving Wang Luo a chance to ask, after speaking, Bell swallowed a part of the blood soul fruit and directly entered the cultivation state, no matter how Wang Luo called, he would not answer Wang Luo anymore.

"Fuck it, it's purely out of brother's appetite, thinking that Fat Pig and Burt will say something big secret, so just talk nonsense, wasting brother's blood soul fruit for nothing!"

Speechlessly looking at Bell who was cultivating in the blood soul banner, Wang Luo rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart.