The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 808 Bloody Red Lotus

Since the demon spirit container was made of Zhongling Milu, she suddenly closed her eyes.

Talk to Jin Rao with consciousness.

"Jin Rao!"

Jin Rao laughed crazily, "You want me to leave your body? Dreaming! The demon spirit container, you think it's that easy to separate out! Hahahaha! Xie Wanrong, don't think about it, your body will be mine sooner or later !"

It was Xie Wanrong who prevented their ancestors from being reborn!

is her!

If it wasn't for the last wave of demon spirit power entering Xie Wanrong's body, how could Jin Rao enter Xie Wanrong's body so easily.

Jinrao stood at the top, and she said arrogantly: "I want to see how long you can last!"

The Zhongling Milu Clan suffered countless casualties in this battle, which is equivalent to the fact that the entire Zhongling Milu Clan's demon spirits have entered the demon spirit container.

Behind Jinrao stood countless demon spirits.

Xie Wanrong was about to speak when another familiar voice suddenly popped out of his mind.

"Presumptuous! Jinrao, I have my reputation! I will never let you succeed! Zhongling Milu has always been defeated by Heize, if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have given you a way out!"

——Yan Yu!
Xie Wanrong had forgotten that after this battle, all the dead monsters had resentment and all entered the monster spirit container.

Compared with the other eight major clan territories, the Black Lake Territory suffered the most casualties.

Before Xie Wanrong could speak, Yan Yu had already said: "Your Highness, don't worry, although my ability is limited now, I will help you! If you have any orders, just ask them!"

At this time, the demon spirit container has been divided into two levels.

On the one hand, he stands on Jinrao's side, while on the other hand, he obeys Yan Yu.

But after a while, the two demon spirits started arguing and fighting in the container.

Xie Wanrong's eyes suddenly tightened, and a feeling that was a thousand times more painful than before came from the depths of his body, even his soul was being torn apart.

Her face was pale, and her fingers sank into the handle of the chair.

"Rongrong...your eyes..." Hongling suddenly said.

"Not good! Catch her!" The Ghost Emperor roared in shock, and took the first step to restrain Xie Wanrong's body.

Yan Ze, Mu Yan and Hong Ling held down Xie Wanrong from three directions respectively.

Under their palms, however, there is a powerful force pushing out.

Xie Wanrong's body seemed to be constantly expanding, and those jet-black almond eyes were now surrounded by red blood, and there was a faint golden light between them.

The lifelike fire phoenix on the smooth forehead turned red at this moment, from the corner of the forehead, the chin, and the neck, there were three red lines at the same time.

It adds a bit of ghostliness and strangeness to the beautiful and delicate face.

Muyan's palms trembled, her body was subjected to huge fluctuations, and she trembled, "Ghost... emperor... I... I can't hold it anymore..."

Yan Ze's face turned pale, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

The Ghost Emperor shouted loudly: "We must hold on!"

Several waves of strength poured out of the palm of his hand, and he roared, "Wake her up! Wake her up!"

One thought becomes god, one thought becomes demon.

If the goddess escapes into the magic way, it will be the greatest catastrophe in the world.

"Rongrong! Rongrong! The cool Ninth Prince is still waiting for you! You can't do this! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Your Highness! Your Highness! What should I do? Is it because of the demon spirit container..." Mu Yan trembled, and felt that the aura around Xie Wanrong was getting more and more serious and stronger.

It is a force that makes people daunting.

Xie Wanrong knew exactly what situation she was in now, she closed her eyes tightly, she could hear the voices of Mu Yan and Hong Ling clearly, she had to give it a go.

(End of this chapter)