Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu stopped his steps, so he looked so cold, but the pressure on the shock of them was not recovered. Not only did he not recover, but she also turned the palm of her hand and flew out of the sky, toward the monarchs. Go to the soles of the feet.

"Let you try this kind of death on the fire, maybe, you will like it." The indifferent voice was cold, she looked cold, and there was no trace of temperature in her eyes.

However, among these monarchs, she left the Nancheng monarch alone and did not move him. But even if Feng Jiu did not move him, this moment, looking at the miserable appearance of the monarchs, he was shocked to speak. The strength is gone.

Who can think that Feng Jiu is back?

Who would have thought that Feng Jiu would return?

Obviously, in the past tens of millions of years, the flying people have never been able to come back. How did she do it?

If you know that Feng Jiu will come back again, he will give him ten courage. He does not dare to make this thing today. Now, regret and fear are intertwined in his heart, his body is shaking, but he can only open his eyes. Looking at it, watching the monarchs around him, suffering from the pain of life.

"what!"

"what……"

One monarch, the powerful, at this moment, only endless screams and remorse and fear.

Some people can't bear the pain of life and death, and they are ready to abandon the flesh and flee. However, the moment when the gods become a group of halo and fly out of the body, they are caught by Feng Jiuyi.

"Do you allow you to escape? Do you think you can escape?"

The sound of Feng Jiu’s indifference came out, and even the figure did not move. She stood there, her hand caught in the void, and the soul of the group fell into her hands.

"Looking in my hands, you don't even have a chance to reincarnate." She said, the flames in the hands rushed, and the palms of the hands took the group of souls and stunned in the palms of the hands and crushed them. In the cries, the ashes dissipated with the wind and fell into the sea.

Looking at this scene, the Nancheng monarch was so horribly stunned that he wanted to ask for mercy. However, under the strong fear, he couldn’t say anything. He could only watch Feng Jiu in front of him and put the monarchs in charge. They were tortured to death, and even the souls were not able to stay.

"Do you know why I keep you?" Feng Jiu looked at the Nancheng monarch and asked indifferently.

"Feng, Feng, Feng, the main life!" His whole body is soft, and even the station can not stand, he was pulled by a force.

Feng Jiu looked at him and hooked his lips, revealing a touch of indifference and ruthless smile: "You should know that those who touch me against the scales have no possibility of living."

"Keeping you, I just want to know, in the years when I was not here, what happened here." During the speech, she stepped forward and came to him, in his horrified eyes. Stretching his index finger against his eyebrows began to search for the soul.

Half-sounding, she collected the recycling, and the original Nancheng monarch was scared and stunned. Her sleeves slammed and a flame ignited to burn him to ashes.

She turned and looked at the umbrella that was tightly held by Lenghua not far away. It was a mixed-yuan umbrella, which was suppressed by her pressure airflow and held in the hands of Lenghua.

Going over and looking at the coldness of blood, she showed a smile and said: "You don't have any useful weapons, this will give you the mixed yuan."