Chapter 722: Unhappy Soul of the Soul Sect

Flanders, Zao Wuji, Yu Xiaogang took Dai Mubai, Tang San and other Shrek Seven

Devils and left. Xiao Tian and Zhu Zhuqing stayed at the academy to look after

their house.

Said it was a housekeeper, but Xiao Tian already took Zhu Zhuqing to Soto City

to go shopping.

The purpose of the two people in disguise coming to the city was to dispose of

the soul beast body.

After selling the corpse of a thousand-year-old soul beast in a shop, Xiao

Tian, who had received a small sum of money, took Zhu Zhuqing to the

clothing store and selected a few dresses. After going around for two hours,

he left Soto City.

On the way back, Zhu Zhuqing's small hand held Xiao Tian's big hand tightly,

and he couldn't wait to wait until he returned to the academy and put on those

skirts to show him in front of Xiao Tian.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing felt Xiao Tian's pace stop, and her beautiful eyes

showed confusion.

"My God, what's wrong."

At this moment, Xiao Tian turned his head, and in such an empty mountain road,

a guy followed them all the way.

"What else are you hiding? If you don't come out, the little master will hit

you out."

Suddenly, as Zhu Zhuqing turned his head, he saw only a low slope, walking out

of a wretched and sloppy uncle.

"Hey! Two little ghosts, what else are you pretending? Today is the king of

heaven, Lao Tzu, who can't save you." Wei Shu was unhappy at this moment, his

eyes were greedy, his eyes scanned Zhu Zhuqing's figure, although he could not

see the face of the mask, According to the experience of people who have

passed by, this little girl is absolutely punctual.

Besides, even if the face is flawed, the light is off.

Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes showed disgust, instinctively hated the unhappy

eyes.

"Bamboo, how do you want to see him die?"

"There is no dead body." Zhu Zhuqing said casually.

"Okay." Xiao Tian let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and walked towards unhappy.

Guai Shu was unhappy at this moment and his complexion changed drastically. As

a 46th-level soul sect, he could only see the air twisting at this moment, and

a terrible coercion swept his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple and black! The four spirit rings gleamed and appeared

under Xiao Tian's feet. Of course, Xiao Tian had deliberately set up to hide

them, otherwise, they were all black spirit rings!

"Ten thousand years spirit ring!" Guai Shu's unhappy eyes are about to fall

out, and I don't know where he has gotten into trouble.

"Sir, wait a minute! We have a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?" Xiao Tian smiled and warmed the sunshine, but his eyes

were joking, as the four sacred beasts Xuanwu master soul possessed the body,

the four sacred beasts were blessed with various abilities.

"Uncle, have you ever played snowball throwing?"

"Played, played." Wei Shu was unhappy with a stiff smile, and the four spirit

rings of white, yellow, yellow and purple gleamed under his feet, very

vigilant.

"That's good! Then we have fun throwing snowballs!"

It was the cool summer, and the Qi was hot, but now I feel unhappy, but I only

feel that my heart is cold, and my body is cold.

In Xiao Tian's hand, a sprite ice cube was made out of it.

"Uncle, let's have a few snowballs with Xiaoye!"

The blessing of the basalt martial soul, with the sprite ice cube thrown out

of the blessing state.

The air neighs! Ruoruo. The bullet howls! Where is this snowball throwing!

It's deadly!

I don't know that I can't beat it, so I just turn to run!

However, he overestimated his abilities!

As a Sprite ice hit the shoulder of Displeasure, the brittle layer of ice

quickly cracked, and the Sprite spewed and turned into a cold stream of frost,

sealing Displeasure in place.

Six shots of Sprite ice cubes will freeze the inner three layers and the outer

three layers!

"Bamboo, send it to the underworld!" Xiao Tian did this because he didn't want

the bamboo to get dirty, which would make it unhappy.

Zhu Zhuqing arrived, and following the Nether raid, the large ice sculpture

quickly collapsed and turned into ice fragments and scattered.

Unhappiness is already dead!