Spirit Planters - Chapter 67

[Chapter 67]

http://! Luo Jingchen propped his left hand on the ground hard, trying to sit up straighter, who would have affected his injury, groaned again while stroking his chest, his eyes closed in pain, his head drooping weakly, it seemed Severely wounded, in a coma.

.

The Golden Feather Eagle King looked at her cautiously, and quickly frowned in displeasure. After scolding in annoyance, he quickly walked towards her.

Just when it wanted to grab someone, Luo Jingchen, who seemed to be in a coma on the surface, raised his head abruptly, and threw a lot of talismans toward it with his left hand, still shouting unconvincingly, ” Even if I die, I will never let you swallow me alive and get Chaos Qinglian.”

“Damn it!” The Golden Feather Eagle King scolded in a low voice. What it said just now was not threatening. If it wants to get Chaos Qinglian, it must not let its host die, so it naturally cannot let this little girl blow itself up.

There was another loud bang, and the remaining leaves in the tree valley were flying, and the fallen leaves were in a row. Luo Jingchen, who was not killed by the explosion, spewed blood and fell out, rolling on the ground for a few times, until it stopped when it hit a tree head.

Staring at King Golden Feather Eagle with resentment, she was lying on the ground unable to get up, a soft green light suddenly appeared on her body, and then a mist-like spiritual energy in the tree valley slowly dissipated, and the surrounding iron banyan With a rustling sound, she actually attacked the Golden Feather Eagle King under her urging.

Although this is an empty valley, the roots hanging down from Tirane Banyan are as thick as a human arm due to their long-term growth. At this time, they turned into whips and threw them at the Golden Feather Eagle King, who was unable to fly high due to space constraints. The Eagle King was really a little embarrassed to deal with.

It’s just that Luo Jingchen was already seriously injured, but at this time, she was unable to hold back the chaotic Qinglian with hatred, and spit out another mouthful of blood. She finally fell softly to the ground and fell into a coma.

The hair ruthlessly tore off a few banyan whiskers, and the Golden Feather Eagle King stomped a little.

He wanted to go and grab her.

The swooshing sound of breaking the sky struck at this moment.

The golden wings behind the Golden Feather Eagle King slapped and snapped, and a colorful long tail was slapped away abruptly.

At the same time, a black shadow on the right side of the Eagle King flashed, and his sharp claws slashed mercilessly.

.

After finally taking this move, with the whistling sound, the giant long hammer slammed down on the head, and the Golden Feather Eagle King, who was attacked one after another, had to retreat to avoid it.

After sweeping around the three figures that surrounded him, the Golden Feather Eagle King’s face was as cold as ice.

“What do you want to do?”

Yan Ji smiled softly, “Eagle King,

Eating alone is a bad habit.

”

Bagobi’s long hammer slammed hard on the ground.” That is, if you want to eat Chaos Qinglian alone, you are not afraid of dying.

Mo He didn’t speak ,

his cold wolf eyes swept towards Luo Jingchen, who was motionless. He was thinking about something, a good novel:

The Golden Feather Eagle King, who was finally caught by Luo Jingchen, heard the thoughts of the three monsters. The meaning of a piece of the pie. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com gritted his teeth in anger, knowing that he would not talk so much to that little girl just now, just swallow her, “What do you think?

”

“Of course it is for those who see it.”

“Yanji answered as a matter of course.

Bago also nodded in agreement, “Yes, you don’t want to swallow it alone.

Mo He still didn’t make a sound. He heard Qinglian ‘s

host’s words clearly just now. If he wanted to get Chaos Qinglian, he could only swallow her. If it was divided, it might not benefit anyone.

This point The Golden Feather Eagle King naturally knew better, so when he heard Yan Ji and the others, he didn’t answer immediately.

Yan Ji smiled, and she was really thinking about it. Chaos Qinglian is such a peerless treasure. Who is it? And I

am willing to share it with others.

The only Bago, who has a small mind, gradually realized that the atmosphere is a bit wrong. After all, it is also the

address of nearly a thousand-year-old spiritual planter.