Chapter 627: Burned a fourth-level spirit weapon with a fire!
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The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor
- Yin Ping
- 596 characters
- 2021-03-02 02:52:00
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what?
Punish her spirit weapon?
Yuan Qinglian almost thought he had auditory hallucinations, otherwise how could there be such unbelievable and funny words?
Lu Jiuqie's words just fell, and a black kitten suddenly jumped out of the dark, biting the net in Yuan Qinglian's hand, throwing it to Lu Jiuqi with a sudden flick.
"Lu Jiuqian! What are you doing!" Yuan Qinglian burst into a panic, screaming in a panic, and her eyes were filled with resentment, "Lu Jiuqian! You dare to my weapon! Find death!" "
Emperor Shifang frowned, raised his hand and took the net. He wanted to crush it directly, and finally handed it to Lu Jiuqi.
Lu Jiuqi raised his hand at Yuan Qinglian, and a small cluster of bright flames jumped at her fingertips, demonstrating her beautiful appearance.
But when she saw her evil lips, she sneered and said, "What are you doing? I just said, naturally, it is a punishment for the creators. Gee, the fourth-level spirit weapon, the level, structure and shape are all good. It ’s a pity, a pity, who made you make a mistake? "
Looking at the expression of Landing Jiuqian, Yuan Qinglian somehow panicked.
She ran forward violently, reaching out to grab her spiritual weapon, and in her mouth did not forget to scream: "You ... what are you talking about! Let me return my spiritual weapon!"
It's just not close yet, but seeing a small spark from Lu Jiu's missing fingertips, a trace of it spattered quietly on Yuan Qinglian's spirit weapon.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Yuan Qinglian's eyes crack.
The fourth-level spirit weapon that Yuan Beijiu forged, and the fourth-level spirit weapon that helped her win countless battles, was burned into the by this flame a little bit! ?
"It's thorny--"
The speed of the network melting is even faster than fireworks, which shocked the elders of Sanqing, Wang Fangbing and Hu Jia, Han Chengyu and all the disciples!
That's a fourth-level spirit weapon!
Lu Jiu burned without a fire? !
This, this ... what the hell's flame is this!
Yuan Qinglian was already terrified by this scene, and his mind was blank. He couldn't care about anything and growled hysterically.
"No! Let go of me! My net! My net!"
"Lu Jiuqi! Why are you!"
"Damn, that's my magic weapon!"
"Lu Jiuqi, I want to kill you!"
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Lu Jiu lacked his hand and let the net turn into a ray of dust to dissipate. Yuan Qinglian had already rushed in front of Aoshuang. At this time, Han Chengyu took the initiative to stop Yuan Qinglian and gritted his teeth: "Enough! Yuan Qinglian! The three brothers have n’t been so sad to see you since we died. In our eyes, we ca n’t compare to a fourth-level spirit weapon? "
"Go!" Yuan Qinglian slapped Han Chengyu's face fiercely, and looked like a ghost, "What are you! How can it be compared to my fourth-level spirit weapon! Lu Jiuqi! You dare ruin it, I want you not to die! "
Han Chengyu was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he did not take a half step back. His eyes were rolling with anger, still blocking Yuan Qinglian, yelling like an injured beast: "What the are we like? Chess or tool! What are you qualified to play with?" Feelings? Feeling pretentious and disgusting, you look at your face and make you sick! "
Yuan Qinglian's small face was twisted with anger, and when he raised his right hand, another slap in the face struck Han Chengyu, and he roared in his mouth: "You get me off!"