Qin Yifeng rolled his eyes, thinking about the mutant plants he encountered in his previous life, trying to find their weaknesses.

Seeing Wang Santing's proud face, she suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and Qin burst out and ran towards Wang Santing with a big knife.

Wang Santing sneered, "It's useless, your knife can't hurt me."

Wang Santing looked at Qin Yi who rushed up, and the vine suddenly went crazy, her eyes were red, cruel, and the blood in her body kept clamoring, causing her to tear the girl in front of her to pieces.

Qin Yi hid flexibly, the blade and the vine collided with lightning.

Watching Wang Canting gradually relax, Qin Yi smashed Wang Canting's face one by one with a thunderous ball.

Wang Santing was unprepared, and was attacked in an instant. Then Qin Yi saw black smoke rising from her face, and the screams resounded through the clouds, and then Qin watched the huge flowers suddenly and slowly shrink.

The last mandala lay on the ground withered, lifeless.

And Wang Santing is just like the world has evaporated, and she can't see her shadow.

Qin Yi walked over, looked at the mandala on the ground, and suddenly remembered that Xu Xinxiang was the same before, and after he died, he became a mandala.

Qin cut through the stamen of the mandala with a big knife, and sure enough, there was a crystal clear beast core inside. This mandala was a mutant plant before.

"Sure enough," Qin Yi muttered.

At this moment, she couldn't tell how she felt. The misfortune in her life came from this woman named Wang Santing, and now she died in her own hands.

As if the years of entanglement disappeared, she suddenly felt relieved, and then she felt an overwhelming energy rushing toward her.

Qin Yi calmed down, the supernatural powers in his body turned wildly, but Qin Yi felt very comfortable, an unprecedented relaxation, as if he was in his mother's body.

Yun Huan noticed Qin Yi's strangeness, and his tight lips loosened a little, and the cold peach blossom eyes were the gentleness that belonged to Qin Yi.

The little guy is going to be promoted.

After a while, Qin Yi opened his eyes, and his scorching phoenix eyes seemed to flash with colorful streamers, like the most beautiful colored glaze.

She rushed to the eighth level, and the eighth-level ability person is also one of the best masters in the last days.

However, Qin Yi knew that this was not enough. It was far from enough. Her enemy was the powerful Dr. Lin. Dr. Lin's own abilities might not be powerful, but the monsters he created were his real weapons.

"Seven-seven, congratulations, level 8 supernatural person." Yun Huan stepped forward and touched Qin Yi's head.

"Not enough, not enough." Qin Yi clenched his fists, his crimson lips pursed slightly, and the curled up eyelashes were like a butterfly flying high.

The small face that can be broken by blowing is serious and stubborn, so she is not Dr. Lin's opponent.

The appearance of Wang Santing and Xu Xinxiang let Qin Yi know that Dr. Lin has successfully created half-orcs. Wang Santing is the real half-orcs, and she believes that over time, these half-orcs will Even more powerful.

Therefore, strength, she needs strength.

Yun Huan sighed slightly. He didn't know what kind of grudge the little guy had with Dr. Lin, but if the little guy wanted to grow up, he would certainly accompany her.

He doesn't want to circle her, but let go of your hand to let you fly high, and he just needs to stay with her silently behind.

Yun Huan pulled Qin Yi's face, his slender finger pads rubbed Qin Yiyan's red lips, a slight rough feeling, but a small electric current was stirred.