This moment.

Ying Caidie's face was covered in ferociousness, like a devouring devil.

Her evil expression showed her murderous intent.

"Damn it, I have been circulating in the Daluo Realm for so many years, but I have been plotted by my subordinates." Feng Lingtian shouted softly: "Today, I will clear the portal!"

He made gestures in his hand, but as soon as the power was running, he groaned a few times. The severe pain from his meridians almost made him kneel to the ground.

The poison in Lingcha not only restricted him from using half of his power, but also damaged his meridians. Once he took action, his whole body seemed to be constantly being torn, like a knife.

"Haha, you have taught me this skill well, but there is a skill you have never known!" Ying Caidie made seals with both hands, which were extremely strange and strange, and there was a slight surging of evil spirits.

Until the end, there was a phantom of a skull in her hand, screaming and looking cold and terrifying.

"This, this is the magic skill. You have practiced the magic skill!" Feng Lingtian gasped.

Although he couldn't name it.

However, the surging evil spirit made him tremble inexplicably.

"This is called the Demon-Devouring Seal!" Ying Caidie said lightly: "I accidentally discovered it in a secret realm, but I kept it all the time and did not hand it over to the Wind God Temple. And I only practiced this Demon-Devouring Seal, which can not only swallow the other party's soul, but also absorb at least 30% of the other party's cultivation."

"Bastard, you are actually willing to fall into depravity and play these evil devils!"

"You forced me, I can't blame me."

The next moment, Ying Caidie slapped the demon seal in her hand, and she swept into Feng Lingtian's body without any shadow.

Feng Lingtian's expression changed drastically. He had no time to take action, and he had no time to resist. The devil-swalking seal was too fast.

By the time he realized it, it was too late for Feng Lingtian to try his best.

The Demon-Swallowing Seal was like a poisonous snake, rushing around in his body, devouring his soul and cultivation to the fullest.

In less than a while, Feng Lingtian's body was almost hollowed out.

He originally wanted to resist, but he changed his mind and felt that the greatest sorrow was to die.

In the end, he gave up directly.

The poison of spiritual tea greatly restricted his strength. Now the Demon-Swallowing Seal has entered his body again, which is unstoppable.

Even if he struggles, he can't live for long, so it's better to save money.

His eyes wandered, and he looked at Ying Caidie in front of him, his face full of vicissitudes, weakness, and pain: "Cough cough cough..." He was so angry that he used all his strength and said, "Caidie, I can't play with you for your master, I admit defeat, but I want to ask you a word, do you have such a moment, sincerity, to treat me as your master."

"Yes, but that's just the past. I was young and ignorant!" Ying Caidie also said honestly.

She joined the Temple of Wind since she was a child and grew up in the Temple of Wind. If she had no emotions from the beginning, it would be fake.

Unfortunately, as her inner desires expanded, the suppressed anger became more and more terrifying, and this little emotion disappeared.

"Once, well, it's good that there was once." Feng Lingtian sighed and took out a token, which was simple and extraordinary, with mysterious fluctuations, and was carved with the word "wind" of flying dragons and phoenixes.

"This is the Palace Master Order. Today I will give it to you. The Wind God Temple is yours. Except for the command of everyone, all secret realms and treasure pavilions can be controlled by this."

"Now, I'll take a step first, but I'm waiting for you on the Huangquan Road. When you come, I want to ask, what's the difference between leaving at this time and leaving at that time!"

Feng Lingtian's words seem to contain some intriguing meaning.

But that is, after that.

The demon-swalking seal in his body completely swallowed up all his soul, strength, essence, blood, and cultivation.

Dingdengdeng.

Feng Lingtian staggered a few steps, stepped back, fell to his body, and sat on the chair, his eyes wide open and completely stiff.

"Whether you give it or not, it's all mine sooner or later." Ying Caidie snorted coldly, grabbed it with one hand, and the palace master's order fell into his hands.

Then, the Demon-Swallowing Seal also flew out of Feng Lingtian's body and penetrated into her eyebrows.

Almost the same moment, she was very energetic.

Feng Lingtian's cultivation level was 30% integrated into her body, causing her meridians to swell, almost feeling like she was about to explode.

"Sure enough, I am worthy of being an old monster. Even if I have 30% of my cultivation, I can break through the shackles immediately!" A skull mark flashed and disappeared on Ying Caidie's eyebrows, but she thought for a while and said, "It's still a little too early now!"

If she stepped into the Heavenly Lord realm, she would not be integrated into the Great Luo Realm.

This is too hasty, and there are still some things that have not been finished.

Ying Caidie first suppressed Feng Lingtian's strength and suppressed him in his body without rushing to absorb and refine it.

"However, I don't need to bear this tone when dealing with Lynch!" Ying Caidie turned her head and looked at Feng Lingtian: "District Master, do you think so?"

At this time, Feng Lingtian had only one body left, sitting on the chair.

After all, he is an old monster who has been practicing for tens of thousands of years, and he still has strength and his body is extremely tough.

Even if he has no soul body and no strength now, as long as he is not subjected to external force, his body can not be corrupted for a long time.

Ying Caidie was not in a hurry to take action and destroyed Feng Lingtian's body.

She doesn't want to break this layer of window paper for the time being.

"God, Goddess, what's wrong with the Palace Master?" But at this time, many disciples of the Wind God Temple also discovered something was wrong.

Although Ying Caidie set up a sound insulation formation just now, the content of the conversation between the two was unknown.

But in a blink of an eye, the two of them started to fight, but they could see clearly.

Especially Ying Caidie burst out with a demonic aura, which was gloomy and cold. Feng Ling's vitality dissipated. It was definitely a big problem, so he sat on the chair like this and remained motionless!

"The Lord of the Palace wants to take a rest." Ying Caidie said lightly: "He said, leave all the next thing to me."

All the disciples of the Wind Temple were stunned?

rest?

Feng Lingtian's appearance didn't look like he was resting. He no longer had any blood and breathing, and he was like a dead body!

No, to be precise, Feng Lingtian's breath completely dissipated!

Just die!

"Master of the Wind Palace, he, he..." A sharp-eyed disciple of the Wind Temple shouted in horror, "He is dead." These three words are about to blurt out.

But soon, a disciple next to him covered his mouth!

In fact, how is Feng Lingtian now? They can basically guess the rough idea just from the expressions and reactions of the two of them just now.
Chapter completed!