She didn't want to fart before she was eighteen!

When the time passed, the more spiritual fluid was absorbed, Di Fuyao felt full of strength all over his body!

On the shore of Shenchi, sweat had been exuded on the forehead of the shrine, and he gritted his teeth and released his strength in a bang.

"Qinger, I will never let you leave me again!"

After a day and a night.

Di Fuyao felt that the spiritual power in the body had reached the limit, and it was useless to absorb it.

Beautiful eyes opened, showing sharpness!

She stretched her arms and hurriedly headed upstream towards the pool surface, making a long leap, flying up into the air.

The water splashed and wet the robe of the shrine standing on the shore.

The shrine looked up, and when he saw the familiar little face, he suddenly stood still.

The woman in midair was dressed in black and fluttered.

After washing the plum blossoms, the terrible birthmark on her face disappeared long ago, and was replaced by snow-white skin like snow. Her face was exquisitely carved like the hands of heaven, her facial features are exquisite, and a pair of monsters are proud as Phoenix's beautiful eyes are as vivid as autumn water, sharp and cold.

Like a barbed rose, it is beautiful.

Di Fuyao did not know at this time that his appearance had changed.

Suspended in the air, the body is surrounded by strands of brilliance.

This is the rhythm of promotion!

Emperor Fuyao shouted, and the whole body burst into bright light!

The light was dazzling and erupted at the top of the mountain.

At this time, everyone in the ghost town of Yinyang looked up at the ray of light that erupted from the top of the mountain and stayed like a chicken.

"What happened and why is there a light on the top of the mountain?"

"Did the sun fall?"

"It's a dazzling bright light, will the Lord Lord be promoted?"

"Master Lord is mighty and domineering!"

Everyone saw the light and bowed down to worship.

And on top of the mountain.

Emperor Fuyao slowly fell to the ground with his feet on his feet.

"God, do you know how many warriors I am now!" She rushed forward in surprise.

The oracle knew without induction, Xingmu smiled, and answered truthfully, "eighth order."

"Eighth stage, my God !!" Di Fu shakes ecstatic!

After soaking in the pond, she was directly promoted from the sixth-tier martial artist to the eighth-tier!

"Boss, what's the point of soaking up the magic pond? The spirit pond is full of spirit pulp! Just a drop is enough to make the world crazy spirit pulp!" Emperor Gou in the space said resentfully.

Di Fuyao knows that Xiu Wei will improve, but he did not expect it to be so fast!

She jumped straight from sixth to eighth!

This feeling is like being hit in the head by the jackpot.

She hurts a bit ...

pain……

and many more!

Di Fu shook his eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt that pain was back when he was promoted last time!

Inside the body is like being tied at the same time by thousands of cold needles.

One was caught off guard, his legs softened and he fell uncontrollably.

"Qinger!" The oracle moved instantly and hugged her, avoiding the embarrassment of falling to the ground.

Di Fu shook his face with pain and sweat. "God, let me go first ..."

The oracle found that her face was pale, her body was not right, and her eyebrows were frowned, and she was carefully placed on the ground without a word.

Pulling her wrist, the look behind the veins suddenly looked ugly.

"When did you become a poisonous body?"

"What kind of poisonous body ... I don't know ..." Di Fuyao just felt the flesh and blood veins all over his body as if being twisted by a meat grinder, and she was almost convulsed.

"The spiritual power of the spiritual pulp fluid is too strong, and the poisonous body cannot bear such a huge impact, so the pain will not end." The divine eyes were dark, and he immediately set off the sleep point of Di Fuyao. .

Di Fu rolled his eyes and passed out.

The oracle gently lifted her, lifted his feet, and flew towards the ghost hall in the air.

There is a long shadow standing at the door of the palace.

The shrine held the Emperor Fu and turned and flew down at the gate of the temple, saying coldly, "Go and prepare for the ghost King!"

The battle world shook for a moment, "Sir, the ghost flower king has only opened such a flower for a hundred years. Are you sure you want to use it on her?"

"Nonsense." God looked coldly at the world.

The battle world still hesitated, "Although she was recognized by Luo Sha, she is not necessarily the one that the adults wait for ..."

As he spoke, his dark pupil suddenly shrank.

The eyes fell on the woman's face in the arms of the shrine.

This face is clearly the face that the adult hangs in the portrait of the dormitory!

Zhan Tianxia immediately understood it and stopped talking nonsense, and turned to take the precious ghost flower king.

The shrine held the Emperor's help and strode into the dormitory, moving gently as if he was treating a rare treasure, placing her on the jade bed.

"It hurts ..." Even in the dream, Di Fuyao couldn't stop the pain.

A pair of fiber eyebrows wrinkled fiercely, with a tinge of condensation.

"Qinger, wait a minute, I won't make you hurt any more." Shen Jun's unparalleled face was full of distress.

"Master, Ghost Flower is here!"

Zhan Tianxia came in with a dark-colored purple frost ghost flower, and the flower had only three petals.

The oracle stepped forward, condensed with a handsome face, and pulled out the sword in the waist of the battle world.

Cold sword came out of the sheath, and cold light flashed.

Before the battle world responded, he saw the oracle shatter his wrist directly and the blood flowed out.

"Sir, please use the blood of your subordinates!" Zhan Tianxia immediately reached forward.

"The blood of ordinary people is useless to Qing'er's injury." The shrine face did not change its color, took the blood container, and put the blood in it.

He took a variety of rare herbs, and his own blood, the ghost flower king refined a blood-colored elixir.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, he stood by and watched. He had never seen an adult devote himself to this, as if to give that person the most precious thing in the world.

The elixir was refined, and the **** did not delay for a moment.

After taking the blood queen, the condensed pain in her eyebrows finally disappeared.

"Sir, what kind of illness is it that actually requires your blood as a guide?" Zhan Tianxia was puzzled.

The blood of an adult is much more precious than those herbs in the world, which is unique in the world.

He has been with the adult for so many years and has never seen an adult contribute a drop of blood to whom.

But now for this little girl, a bowl of blood is flowing.

We can see the weight of this little girl in the heart of adults.

The oracle sat beside the jade bed, holding Di Fu's shaking hand, and said lightly, "When she became a poisonous body, she did not fully integrate the poisonous body, and the remaining poisonous force rose when she was promoted. On the peak. "

The war world suddenly came over.

What the grown-up did was to abate the remaining poison in her body.

In this way, even if she is promoted again, she will not be in pain.

"General Ghost, go and find out who turned Qing'er into a hundred poisonous bodies." The cold and terrifying murderous spirit was revealed on the stunning face of the god.

Zhan Tian nodded respectfully, "Yes, sir!"

"Wait, bring the dark flames and fires here," the oracle ordered.