The Talented Doctor

Thinking of this, the man in the cloak gritted his teeth, bit his tongue fiercely, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the spirit refining flag.

"Want to go? Haha, stop dreaming! Don't even want to leave today!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost face, which was still weak, was suddenly shrouded in a burst of red light, and bursts of evil spirits crying and howling voices echoed between the heaven and the earth.

The ghost face hovered, suddenly rose into the air, and rushed towards Wuxin again.

The cloak man sneered and said, "This time, I see how you can protect yourself!"

The unintentional arm couldn't be lifted, the spiritual power in the body was almost exhausted, and the whole body was injured in many places.

Seeing that the ghost face's fangs were about to swallow Wuxin's head, Hexi suddenly sacrificed a group of golden flames and flew towards the ghost face.

The man in the cloak laughed when he saw this scene: "Ignorant child, the **** face is a soul body, how could it be hurt by a mere open flame."

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the golden flame touched the ghost face, it made a burning sound, and the ghost face was also distorted, showing a painful expression, and desperately fled back.

The man in the cloak was shocked, "Spirit Fire? How is this possible? You are only in the foundation period, even if you can practice Heaven Fire for your own use, you will never make the ghost face so painful. You...Who are you?"

The **** face is a ghost, afraid of all spiritual attacks, but it can also contaminate all spiritual powers.

Coupled with the blessing of his essence and blood, even if there is a spirit fire attacking the ghost face, it stands to reason that it will be resolved by his essence and blood.

But the man in the cloak did not expect that the spiritual fire released by Hexisuo would have such a high purity of spiritual power.

After the shock, the cloak man suddenly laughed, "No matter where your spiritual fire comes from, you can release such a pure spiritual fire, compared to the soul, the degree of solidity must be much higher than that of ordinary people."

"As long as my soul-refining banner swallows your soul and that boy's Nascent Soul, it must be ten times stronger than before. Hahaha...this time it won't be a loss!"

As soon as the voice fell, a black silk thread spun out of the cloaked man's hand, and before Hexi could react, all her movements had been restrained.

"Tsk tusk, you are my baby now, the best food for my **** noodles. If you die, where can I find such a solid soul. Obediently wait for me here, wait for my ghost noodles to be swallowed That kid’s Yuan Ying, grandpa, I will definitely come and entertain you. Hahaha..."

As he said, the figure in the cloak shook and rushed towards Wuxin.

Today Wuxin is just the end of the crossbow, and even the Slaughter Kong Sword can't be used as an emissary. It is not easy to kill him.

However, the figure of the man in the cloak just took off, and suddenly he felt a strong wind hit his face.

Hearing a "bang" sound, the man in the cloak felt as if he was hitting an iron plate, and the whole person flew out, making a deep muffled grunt.

"Oh, my gourd, my wine, all spilled, now all spilled..."

"You dare to spill my wine, you dare to give it to me!"

He Xi was startled, this familiar voice, familiar tone and content...

Sure enough, an old man's face full of folds suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and a pungent scent of alcohol flooded his face.

The old man seemed to have seen her clearly, and then he laughed and said, "Oh, dear boy, why are you here? What a coincidence, what a coincidence... Seeing you can’t move, is there someone bullying you? Tell me , I will help you beat him."