Chapter 132: Unlucky Suzaku

The huge suction circled in her body, and she took away the spiritual power of her cultivation for many years. Her face became aging at the speed visible to the naked eye, but Suzaku seemed to be unaware that the whole person completely lost her sense. Crazy rushing toward the core of the whirlpool.
She didn't know when she had already held a dagger in her hand. The top of the dagger shone with a strange blue-green color, which was obviously poisonous.
Suzaku's mouth overflowed with a touch of crazy grievances: even if she is trying to repair this body, she must also kill this woman, she will report the disfigurement, she will not let this monk the master! !
"Suzaku, can't-!" Qinglong and others gave an exclamation and their faces changed.
However, it is too late, and the sharp beheading is stinging toward the fascinating Tunxi.
However, it was expected that the scene of blood spatter on the spot did not happen. Instead, the Suzaku screamed and the whole figure flew out like a broken kite and finally fell on the wall.
She spit out a blood, and looked at Guanxi with unwilling and resentful eyes, only to stun in the past.
White Tiger looked at her worriedly, whispering: "Suzaku was stunned without any protection, and her cultivation was..."
"Oh, even because of the shackles, regardless of the safety of the owner. Self-sufficiency!" Without a heartless ruthless words, the white tiger wants to save people's heart.
At this time, the Nangong Temple in the center of the vortex suddenly opened his eyes. His spiritual power was first examined in Tunxi, confirming that she was not in danger. Mori’s gaze only looked around and finally fell outside the door. Under the body.
Unintentional people were stared at by the cold and cruel eyes, only to feel a stunned spirit, and almost even the body mask could not be maintained.
Nangong snorted and sighed: "There is no next time! If anyone dares to violate my orders, he will never appear in front of me."
After that, he waved with one hand, and the door that had been unintentionally knocked off was instantly closed, and a strong spiritual enchantment was added.
Unexpectedly, he gasped and breathed, his face showing the horror of the rest of his life.
It was too horrible that the master had just looked at his expression.
There is no desire on the side, but I can't help but frown and mutter: "It's time for the main son to be sick, and the master is like this. Is there anything going on?"
Several people face each other and are caught in an unspeakable silence.
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The few people in the Pluto Palace who are worried about it will not know that this whirlpool storm has affected both of them and the Pluto, and it has swept the entire Yanjing City.
Except for Nangong Temple, no one knows that the center of this vortex is the Dantian that was gradually unsealed at this time.
At this time, Dantian in Tunxi is like a greedy black hole that is always filled with dissatisfaction. Numerous auras are inhaled, but when the aura of the whole body is exhausted, it is still unsatisfied.
The vortex is constantly expanding, the sky is raging, the dust and sand are flying, and the aura of the air or the vegetation that has been involved in the vortex is absorbed.
In the forest, the beasts rushed and violently, and they radiated a glaring light, and they resisted the absorption of the spiritual power in their bodies.
Over Yanjing City, the warrior of Yujian’s flight suddenly felt a scream of flying swords under his feet, and the whole body could no longer be mobilized, and they fell down from the sky one by one. Fortunately, every navigator who can fly has a tool to protect his body, which makes them survive the miserable end of being crushed into meat.