Chapter 133 Demon Venerable Becomes Love Brain (58)

   System: […] The host is good and fierce.

  I don't know why, it has an ominous premonition.

   I always feel like there is something wrong.

   It felt that the host's appearance had a tendency to blacken.

   Isn't the host Britney Sweet?

   But on second thought...

   It is understandable that the host is a little anxious in order to save the person she likes.

  It must be thinking too much.

   Shiyou said faintly: "Last time you asked me to do a side quest and said there would be special rewards..."

   System explanation: [Special rewards are fixed and cannot be requested from the system at will. 】

   Shiyou said again: "If I don't find him, I won't do side missions next time."

   The system swallowed: [The energy of the system can only force him to leave the body for two minutes. 】

   "Two minutes is enough."

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   The red-robed man was pushed out of Rong Yuan's body by a strange force.

  The unconscious Rong Yuan fell to the ground beautifully.

   Shiyou kicked the red-robed man with one foot, separating the two.

   The man in the red robe threw himself forward and fell down and gnawed at the mud!

   It wasn't until the whole person fell to the ground that he realized that he was kicked to the ground by that little girl!

   You have a little patience, okay? If you don't agree, start fighting! Young people don't talk about martial arts! !

   He asked himself to be an arrogant and domineering person, but he never expected to meet a more arrogant master today.

   Shiyou has limited time, and has no time to talk nonsense with the red-robed man.

   Shiyou chanted an ancient and complicated incantation, and with a swish, a scepter appeared out of thin air.

  A pitch-black scepter with a crescent-shaped top and a dark-black magic gem in the middle.

   "What is this..." The red-robed man said he had never seen such a strange weapon.

boom!

The    scepter struck the red-robed man's head.

   The red-robed man's pupils widened slightly, as if he couldn't believe that Shi You actually hit his head.

  Shyou glanced at the scepter: "..."

   That look seems to say: You are not hurt at all! You are too useless!

   The scepter shook its body in protest: "..."

  I am a magic scepter, not a stick for beating people!

   If you use it to knock people, it definitely doesn't hurt! !

   Shiyou: "Okay, change the usage."

  Shiyou raised his scepter, a dangerous aura enveloped his body, the man in red robe was startled, his hair stood on end.

   "No, you can't kill me!" The man could no longer maintain his aloof posture, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes.

   Shiyou smiled badly: "Aren't you afraid of death? How does it feel to be at the mercy of others?"

  "..." How could he not be afraid.

   "As long as you don't kill me, this deity can give you benefits. If you and I join forces, the entire Xuantian Continent is ours, how about it?"

   The man in the red robe endured the pain and looked at Shiyou, ready to win her over.

"Not interested in."

   Shiyou raised the scepter carelessly, dark magic overflowed from the magic scepter, and the black flames quickly wrapped around the red-robed man's body like silk threads.

   It ignited at one point, and the flame spread to the red-robed man's body at an unbelievable speed, and instantly turned into a huge flaming fireball!

"what--!!!"

  The man let out a shrill scream, his whole soul was shaking violently, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

  The man's soul body, under the burning of the black flame, is gradually shrinking, and the screams are getting weaker and weaker...

   In the end, the black soul burned to the size of a thumb.

The    color also changed from black to transparent.

   The crimson fire in his eyes was getting weaker and weaker, and he jumped twice, and finally went out with a "pop".

   The poor little soul of the red-robed man fell down from the air like a thin piece of paper.

   Shiyou took the scepter, and then when he reached out, he took the small and fragile soul in his hand and put it in a container similar to a crystal ball.

   (end of this chapter)