The fairy I summoned cannot be the blackened heroine!

Ji Yunshang still didn't realize how much she had changed.

Perhaps, when she fully realizes this, she probably won't care about it.

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Altar of Flesh.

Futi, who was kneeling on the futon, already felt the fall of the decayed Demon Buddha.

He also knew that the opponent was wiped out after receiving only one blow.

But this didn't make Futi feel terrified, on the contrary, he completely calmed down and dissipated his anger.

"Sure enough, that demon Buddha is not enough to deal with the fairyland, and the strength of that woman is by no means inferior to mine."

"And the man who can control her like this is probably even stronger."

Futiao turned to cross one's legs.

The body gradually floats.

Close your eyes.

But the third Demonic Buddha's Eye between the brows opened abruptly.

"However, since you are against my Nine Nether Sect, then you can only die."

The flames in the altar froze.

Immediately, it flocked in the direction of Futiao.

No.

Precisely.

It was towards Fu Ti's hand, a meat ball the size of a jujube.

"Now that we have reached this point, let the people in this town be crowned in my Buddha Paradise one day sooner."

Futi's voice just fell.

Meatball actually let out a shrill baby cry.

This sound is very penetrating.

It made everyone in Panlong Town hear it clearly.

And under the influence of this voice.

Many people were directly forcibly manipulated, walking towards the altar like puppets.

There are also disciples of Jiuyouzong among them.

Their situation is no different from that of the residents of Panlong Town.

A purple trap covering half of the street slowly expanded.

The person who was touched by this treacherous formation suddenly emitted a glaring white light from his facial features, and then his body softened, leaving only the skin.

The soul turns into balls.

Gathering to Futi's side, they were constantly eaten by him, and also by the jujube in his hand.

"He actually likes to eat such disgusting souls, what a disgusting guy."

suddenly.

outside the altar.

Luo Li, who was sitting on the shoulder of a huge Yin God, was proudly looking down at everything Fu Ti was doing.

There was disgust in her eyes.

Luo Li didn't care about other people's life or death.

However, no matter what race the soul is, it is extremely dirty in her eyes.

Only the store manager has a pure and flawless soul.

"Female benefactor, did the store manager surnamed Zhou ask you to deal with the little monk?"

"Let the little monk guess, which orthodox sect do you come from?"

"Tinglong Holy Land? Canghai Gate? Or Shenjian Mountain? It doesn't seem to be the case, but it is becoming rarer and rarer to see immortal cultivators like the benefactor and the store manager Zhou who are willing to take care of these mortals."

Futi seemed to be really thinking about this issue seriously.

Luo Li snorted coldly.

His tone was full of disdain.

"Who cares about them? It seems that you are not only disgusting, but also an idiot."

Section 32#First Volume: Chapter [-] Luoli who carelessly

Futi had to admit one thing.

He seemed to underestimate these two people.

The store manager named Zhou Xiao, and this woman whose name is still unknown.

He is not the righteous disciple he imagined.

"Since you are not a member of the Righteous Way, why do you want to interfere with what my Jiuyou Sect has done?"

"You want to take care of it? Idiot."

Luo Li didn't want to talk to this guy at all.

Straightforwardly, he raised his hand.

The huge Yinshen and the Frost Yinshen moved forward together.

Frost's breath came roaring.

While freezing the altar, it also made Fu Tiao, who was suspended in mid-air, feel the piercing meaning.

He frowned.

These Yin Gods don't seem to be weaker than his strongest Demon Buddha.

Futi didn't want to admit it.

Yinshen is nothing but the innate existence of the soul of the dead.

And each of his Demon Buddhas has experienced the baptism of hundreds of years of Demon Buddha scriptures, and countless human lives.

How could it be weaker than a mere Yin God?

Crush a rosary.

A magic Buddha with four faces of joy, anger, sorrow and joy appeared out of thin air.

There is a round of black and purple Buddha light behind him.

One hundred and eight human arms were dripping with blood.

It looked extremely terrifying.

He waved a palm at Frost Yinshen.

Frost Yinshen did not choose to dodge.

Exhale gently.

The waved palm became an ice sculpture.

Futi frowned.

Some couldn't believe what they saw.

His four-faced demon Buddha is an extremely yin monster.

How could he be easily hurt by the Yin God who is also a Yin thing?

But it happened right before his eyes.

Luo Li yawned nonchalantly.

She leaned on the shoulders of the giant Yin God with her legs crossed.

Count the time carefully.

"After I return to the store manager in a while, what should the store manager take me to do?"

She's tired of it.

Just leave Zhou Xiao for a while.

It made Luo Li feel like they were separated by a long time.

This feeling made her uneasy.

If you can't go to the store manager sooner.

What if a new vixen appeared next to Zhou Xiao?

Just like that Ji Yunshang.

she knows.

Ji Yunshang's feelings for Zhou Xiao seem to be more and more like her.

This is a woman's intuition.

Even if the two have never met a few times.

Ke Luoli just understood.

Because back then, she was just like Ji Yunshang.

There is only one thing missing from the seeds of mutual affection before they can completely grow into towering trees.

That is, the fusion of mind and body.

To put it in simple terms.

It is probably called raw rice and cooked rice.

"Well, I thought about it. After I go back, let the store manager take me to another town, and stay away from that woman for a while, otherwise... the store manager's heart will be separated sooner or later."

Luo Li muttered in her heart.

In fact, this is nothing more than the last struggle.

As a girl summoned by Zhou Xiao.

She understands.

Want to monopolize each other.

He wanted to drive away Ji Yunshang like he drove away Xu Mengyao.

That is impossible.

Boom!

A loud noise interrupted Luo Li's thoughts.

She looked over dissatisfied.

I saw that the contest between Frost Yinshen and the four-faced Demon Buddha had finally come to an end.

The Four-faced Demon Buddha, even in the face of the existence of the fairyland, can fight to the point of losing both sides, and even kill the opponent directly.

It can be in the hands of Frost Yinshen.

But it looks like a big toy.

There is no room for resistance at all.

It was covered with frost all over the body.

Wait until you can't move at all.