Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Unsettled, he finally walked out of Dongfu and went to the Xianfu Palace in front.

"Master?" When he saw him coming out, a middle-aged man was surprised and asked: "Master, what happened?"

The North Flame Emperor held his hand and looked at him with a calm face. He asked: "The Emperor is just asking you, can everything be as usual? The resources that have broken the boundaries of the Fengjiu territory can be completed?"

"The Lord is assured that everything is arranged according to the orders of the master." The middle-aged man said respectfully.

Hearing that his brows were not loosened, he said: "You take people around to go on a patrol. Today, I always feel a little restless, or be careful."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man should be there, but when his voice fell, there was a loud bang from the air, as if the enchantment was broken. With the loud noise, the air also With a circle of airflow fluctuations.

Almost at the time of the loud noise, the face of the North Flames changed and his face became gloomy: "Damn!"

He cursed a low, instinctively took a step back, the body made a precautionary posture, and looked at the red figure that appeared in the sky as the enchantment broke open.

"Feng Jiu!"

He gnawed his name with a low bite and his eyes were hateful. Even though he had a thousand hearts to kill her, he also knew that his injury at this time was not the opponent of Feng Jiu.

The middle-aged man next to him listened to his words, and he looked at the red figure. I saw that the red figure bears the volley, the red is flying, the ink is dancing with the wind, and the face of a peerless unparalleled is cold.

Unable to be shocked and shocked, he instinctively drank: "Come on! Meet the enemy! Meet the enemy!" The voice contains a sense of spirituality with a hint of panic and resounding in the air.

As his voice came out, dozens of monks dressed in hard clothes quickly appeared and showed the long sword to the red figure.

It is a pity that the difference between them and Feng Jiu is not a star and a half. With the strength of Feng Jiu, only the North Flame Emperor, who is the same as the Emperor, can fight with one another. Other people are simply unable to fight!

Feng Jiu faintly glared at those people, and reached for a glimpse, while a clear drink came out of her mouth: "Roll!"

A powerful and powerful smashing force from the naked eye smashed out of her sleeves, like a wave of water, which hit the dozens of stalwarts. The powerful pressure was accompanied by the pressure of the ancient beasts and her own strength. The pressure, once attacked, the dozens of monks screamed, the figure was hit by flying, the mess fell down, the mouth spit blood, half a ring can not stand.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he couldn't help but look back at the North Flame Emperor. He immediately said: "The master, now you are not hurt. If you are willing to be in a disadvantage with her, why don't we avoid the immediate crisis? The main injury has recovered, and it is not too late for the new hatred.

North Flame the Great knows that there are only three successes. He is not the opponent of Feng Jiu. Looking at her like a rainbow, he bit his teeth and hate the words: "Go!" He turned and wanted to escape.

However, Feng Jiu, whose eyes were locked on him, showed a sneer in the lips. Since she came to the door, she will let him escape under her nose?