Mr. and Mrs. Crimson Lotus "…!"

"None of our business!" Zongli want to cry cried
Jiang Tai stepped in front of a group of younger brothers.
Just now, the toxicity was not violent enough because everyone was poisoned by his own brothers.
When you get close, reach out and suck!
"Hoo!"
One hundred younger brothers rolled around and the toxin was quickly extracted.
"Thank you, Master!" A brother grateful way
"I am very dissatisfied with today’s performance!" Jiang taichen way
The younger brothers look bitter.
"I am waiting for you to practice hard!" The younger brother wry smile way
"My Buddhist horse is about to be established. I need you to travel around and spread my Buddhist theory, but your strength makes me feel at ease?" Jiang Tai a slight sigh.
"Master, rest assured that we will not let you lose face!" Tianyi call way
"Yes!" Everyone should answer.
Jiang Tai nodded.
At the moment, Jiang Tai can still feel that souls are constantly pouring into the abdomen.
As soon as the crow died, the soul entered the Black Fire Yuan God and quickly became a small mosquito.
The number of 30,000 crows’ horrible souls is pouring into small mosquitoes, which is rapidly increasing. Suddenly, Jiang Tai’s face changed.
"Teng Teng Teng!" Jiang Tai repeatedly retreated like an instantaneous weakness to the extreme.
"Master, what’s wrong with you?" The younger brother surprised way
"Clean up the surroundings and don’t bother me!" Jiang tai call way
"Yes!" The younger brother should way
Jiang Tai is staggered ran into the Ursa major.
"Kuang!"
The door of the main hall crashed and Jiang Tai climbed the black lotus platform.
On the other side, a group of brothers quickly cleaned up the crow’s body, but Tianyi turned his head to look at the Xuan Ming two monsters in the distance.
At the moment, Zong Li and his wife, Xuan Ming Erguai, ran back to the pig farm with a sad face
"Xuan Ming’s two monsters blame you for finishing those little scourges and going to look for trouble to hit us again!" Crimson Lotus son complained
Xuan Ming Erguai "…!" ——
Heiliantai
Jiang Tai’s face is red, pale and limp.
Three thousand of the 30,000 souls in Dantian turned into mosquitoes, and the other 20,000 souls were Jiang Taidan, who swam in scurry off and couldn’t escape the panic at the moment.
"My strength is exhausted? And how can my spirit be so depressed? " Jiang tai panic way