Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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The old man's eyes were splitting, looking at the book full of curse power, he uttered four words.

"The Encyclopedia of Mantras!"

The things that this woman brought out were beyond the old man's imagination.

The curse masters were crazy, no matter what the cost, the encyclopedia of curses that they wanted to find in the world was actually in her hands.

More than that, she seems to have completely controlled the Encyclopedia of Mantras.

The Encyclopedia of Mantras doesn't need to do anything. It only needs to strengthen the spells that are imprisoned on him, so that he can be extremely painful.

He was once a character of one party, and was calculated by all parties to still be able to survive completely. He wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape, but he did not expect to fall into the hands of such a little girl.

"Little girl, there is something to discuss. I can also see that you are a waiter. If you are willing to cooperate, as long as I go out, I will let you control the entire clan of curse masters."

Being suppressed in this way, it is impossible to fight back.

It doesn't matter how much he is better than her, he can only relax his tone and ask for discussion.

Mu Qianxi said: "I have no interest in controlling the curse master clan. Anyway, you are about to die, and I am not afraid to tell you that I came to the curse master clan to destroy them."

"You don't belong to the clan of curse masters! Can't you still receive the Encyclopedia of Ten Thousand Curses." The old man was dumbfounded.

All the things on her are totally unreasonable and incredible.

Wanshu Daquan is destroying his soul with the powerful output of the curse, and there are predecessors to pave the way, everything is too simple.

The elder knew that he had not brought in a genius who could escape his birth, but had brought in a nemesis to completely destroy him.

She can do things that the curse master couldn't do before, and it's very easy.

Mu Qianxi continued to prepare potions, potions that destroy the soul.

She asked: "I heard that you can enter the dream of your people. Tell me, what is the situation of the young soul clan master now?

"The curse, if he doesn't say it, you will do everything you can to let him say it obediently!"

Wanshu Daquan said: "This is a trivial thing!"

The old man sweated again and again, "Why are you interested in the young master of the Soul Race from the lower plane? I heard that the guy looks very good, and your young girls like that.

"I heard that he doesn't like to practice soul skills, and wants to practice the sword to the extreme, so he went to the sword domain.

"The Shura tribe has occupied the sword domain. He, the young master of the half-hanging soul race who has not yet fully grown up, is going to die!

"Could it be that he can be recognized by the Eternal Sword Flame Dragon Soul Killing Sword? It has already left the sword domain, otherwise it will not be the Shura clan's turn to dominate the sword domain!"

A crimson flame erupted, and a long sword with a destructive aura pointed at the old man.

Mu Qianxi said coldly: "You are right, the Yanlong Soul Killing Sword is indeed no longer in the sword domain."

When the old man said this, the soul-killing was angry.

Also, this guy has such a domineering personality, how can he allow his own things to be occupied by others, not even the powerful Shura clan.

Among the several powerful races, the Protoss is the strongest, followed by the Souls, and the last one is the curse masters who can only hide in the dark.

The Shura clan was born because of killing, militant, cruel, and strength in the middle.

This is the sword of eternity, the sword of the flame dragon soul-killing.

The old man felt that he was going crazy, and the frights he received were too much today.

"Who on earth are you?" he tremblingly said.

"I am the master of eternal artifacts, the young soul clan patron Bai Yi's friend, so you old thing is destined to be frightened, so you don't need to talk nonsense!"

Mu Qianxi's powerful soul power exploded, making the soul race, who is powerful and proud of their souls, feel more pressure.

"Impossible, it's impossible for our Soul Race to have friends? Ha ha, I know who you are, the Soul of Destiny, I didn't expect me to meet, you are one of the important goals of the Soul Race!

"If you make friends with him, you are destined to be swallowed by him, hahahaha—"

The soul power is not as powerful as hers, and the spells are increasing crazily. With her absolute advantage, he has no room to struggle.

But even if he died, he cursed Mu Qianxi maliciously and separated them.

He thought he knew the Soul Race better than Mu Qianxi, but Mu Qianxi knew Baiyi better than him.

He is just a cold and lonely swordsman who insists on his beliefs, and doesn't want to be a soul race at all.

"Puff--" The potion with the power of holy purification engulfed the weak soul entangled by the spell.

"Ahhhhh-" he screamed heartbreakingly.

He was so unlucky that he encountered such an enchanting evildoer when he first started to use his escape plan.

The only relief is that she is here for the curse-killing master clan, so those old things will be buried with him soon.

After the old man's soul disappeared, an ink-colored bead fell into the air, which was full of powerful soul power.

Mu Qianxi said solemnly: "With the aura of that old thing, it is really not an easy task to let a soul race die completely."

Wan Shu said: "After the death of a powerful soul race, they will leave soul orbs behind.

"There are two endings. If someone who trusts gets it, it will send a lot of souls into it to help him resurrect!

"If it is picked up by the enemy, then the other party will swallow it and gain more powerful power. This old man has good strength, and this soul orb is a good thing for the soul race."

Mu Qianxi squeezed it and said: "A good thing is a good thing, but it's too dirty. Wash it well."

She researched it, refined a potion, put it in it, and soaked it in a useful place.

"Boom Rumble—" There was such a powerful curse that exploded here, and the imprisoned soul disappeared, and this dark cave began to collapse.

Mu Qianxi put away the Encyclopedia of Ten Thousand Curses and ran out, and the people outside heard the movement and said dumbfounded: "This cave actually collapsed, what's the situation?"

Immediately afterwards, they saw Mu Qianxi rushing out like lightning.

They said in disbelief: "She...she is still alive!"

"How could she be alive? Is she still her? I won't be taken away by others, right!"

"..."

Seeing this group of people looking at her with suspicion, Mu Qianxi smiled and said, "Duoshe, do you rely on that old thing? You think too much."

The power of the curse rushed into the air, the sky tore a hole, and the space began to collapse.

"If you can use spells, you won't be seized, let's go!" If the soul is exchanged for one, it's not from their curse master clan, it is impossible to use spells at all.

"Great, we can go out!" Everyone was ecstatic and finally escaped.

"She is too powerful. She defeated the old monster in such a short time and can still find an exit. We have never heard of such a genius before."

They knew very well that even if a genius curse master from the clan of curse masters came here, it was probably not as good as her.

They rushed out, and soon the elder outside said: "Great, there is news from them." "Over there!"