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The one hundred and seventy-first flavor, you big bastard

The spiritual treasure tree fell!

Almost all the Bissey Island shook.

Hua Qihan held the golden silk jade fruit core in her hand and wanted to uproot the treasure tree, but she did not have enough cultivation and only pulled out half of it.

No matter how much I worked, the tree would not move.

She shouted at the pile of foundation-building monks beside her: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you dig it quickly!"

Most of the foundation-building monks here are in the early stages, and few are in the middle stages or even late stages. When they hear Hua Qihan's command, they think deeply and shake a little.

Seeing this, she quickly shook the jade pendant on her waist.

An invisible fragrance came out, and the monks became dull, and obediently walked to the tree and began to dig their roots.

There was a stir here just now, and many people came to investigate. Fortunately, Elder Huaxiang was called out with her jade pendant.

After a game, I led all the Jindan monks who came to join in the fun into the formation.

However, there were more than a dozen Jindan monks, and the Huaxiang Elder Bu’s formation was hasty and could not last long!

Taking advantage of this period, she must get the spiritual treasure tree!

She looked at the fruit core in her hand, and her eyes fell on her empty left arm again, feeling angry and hatred.

"Damn Hua Luo! Sooner or later, you will be crushed and ashes!"

Takuto didn't get it, but instead folded one arm.

Unfortunately, she didn't take her broken arm back, so she couldn't get it. Before the Nascent Soul, she was disabled!

But let alone the Nascent Soul, even the Golden Pill, she is beyond the reach. How could she be willing to become disabled like this?

She had already hated Hua Xiaomi for all kinds of hatreds.

"Hurry up, do you want to die if you move so slowly?"

Unfortunately, when everyone in front of her shouting, she seemed to have not heard of it. She was like a punch hitting cotton, soft and powerful, and there was nowhere to be used.

She took a deep breath, knowing that she was too unstable, and tried hard to suppress her emotions.

But her breath was just breathing evenly, and a green light shone on the tree, and four foundation-building auras flew out.

Hua Qihan's face suddenly changed, and Hua Xiaomi came out!

With her, there are two deep auras, the foundation building is perfect!

How is that possible? Didn’t she lock the Hua man in the bottom of the tree? Why did he come out?!

Because Hua Qihan's mind changed drastically, her control over the foundation-building monks was reduced a lot, and they all woke up.

"How come we are here? When did we have a baby?"

"Goddess, come on your life!"

"Why did the spiritual treasure tree fall? Grab it, there are treasures!!!"

Just like a pile of wood piled up above the sky, it collapsed with a slight poke, and more than a dozen foundation-building monks woke up one after another.

Grab the green snow leaves, grab the jade fruits, and fight each other forward.

Hua Qihan was almost injured by accident, but she was furious.

"Come back, listen to my order!"

"You big-headed ghost!"

Hua Xiaomi went up and shaved her twice with the silk-winding Yulin Ling. She instantly added two red marks to her delicate little face.

"Hua Luo! Return my magic weapon!" Her big watery eyes rose with angry flames.

The silk-winding Yulin Ling was accidentally lost by Hua Qihan. Later, Cheng Baiyi picked it up and gave it to Hua Xiaomi.

At this time, Hua Xiaomi used this silk-wrapped Yulin Ling to slap Hua Qihan in the face. How could she not be angry?

Hua Xiaomi hummed twice, pointed at her broken arm and said, "I think you only have one arm left but not good-looking. Why don't I cut the other one for you?"

As he said that, he threw out Sancai Yaoyao's huge scissors and cut them off at her intact right arm.

"ah!"

She screamed, quickly took out a round fan, turned to the handle, and the fan surface quickly rose to a height of one person.

The tender lotus carved on it bloomed with its graceful look and swallowed the three-color cuts that Hua Xiaomi had called in.

Not to mention, even if the three-color clips are gone, they can't sense them.

This magic weapon is really good, but it is quite similar to her cicada wing curl. I just don’t know which one is more powerful than the two.

Thinking of this, she threw out the cicada wings and rolled up, and a white light flashed, and she became stalemate with the fan.

It seemed that Hua Xiaomi could stop her magic weapon so easily, and Hua Qihan's eyes were slightly stunned.

After thinking left and right, she used a move with her right hand to attract the green leaves and branches falling on the ground, turning into sharp blades and leaving with a strange fragrance.

"Hualuo, I want you to die!"

She swept out all the spices she had cultivated on her body, and even if she couldn't control Hua Xiaomi, she would still poison her to death!

"Ah Yeh!"

Hua Xiaomi's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and she was immediately fumigated and her steps were unstable and she sneezes.

On the side, Gongsun Shu and others who were fighting were nauseous and vomiting, and their minds were dull and unconscious for a moment.

Seeing this, Hua Qihan sneered, and then smacked a trace of spiritual power to take Hua Xiaomi's storage bag.

"Taotu!"

Expand the soil?

Hua Xiaomi covered her gauze on her nose, touched the storage bag, and took out the pot of boiled fish soup that had not yet been drunk, and all of it splashed on the other party's head with a slight sound.

"Ha~ Hua Qihan, you want to kill my life and steal my treasures, but I want to invite you to have soup. How about it, are there few good people like me who repay kindness with grudges, right?"

Hua Qihan's mind became hot and almost fainted. She was not only angry, but also hot.

The basin of boiled fish soup seemed to have just been taken out of the pot, and it was poured on her head, steaming.

Her scalp and her face were so hot that it seemed like a layer of skin had been burned off.

"Ah my face! My face!"

She covered her face with one hand, and the pain was unbearable with a touch of light. Her expression was ferocious, and her head was covered with red oil and fishy juice, so she looked extremely embarrassed.

How could she look like the second lady of the island master before?

"Hua Luo, I'm going to fight you!"

At this time, she was already in a state of chaos and was thinking about disfigurement. She was like a shrew in the mortal world fighting, scratching her long nails, and heading towards Hua Xiaomi.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi couldn't help but sneer and kicked her up.

He kicked his chest, his stomach, and then turned around and kicked his head hard.

There is no sympathy for the beauty.

Hua Qihan was kicked into the air and beaten to the point of a pig's face and fish's mouth. Her eyes fell down in a daze. A small green jade fell along the parabola into Hua Xiaomi's hands.

The fruit core of the golden silk jade fruit! You have obtained it!

The spiritual power in her body was activated, and she floated into the air, and the commander's fruit core pointed at the spiritual treasure tree on the ground.

"boom……"

The treasure tree completely pulled out its roots, and as Hua Xiaomi's control gradually shrank, until it turned into a pocket, it was held in the palm of her palm.

She took away the entire treasure tree, shocking everyone here.

"Xiaohua, you are so awesome! Give you this one!"

Cheng Baiyi gave her a thumbs up and looked admirable.

However, others do not have the broad mind as he is, and they are more thinking about how to seize the treasure tree from Hua Xiaomi.

That is the spiritual treasure tree! The treasure that Jindan Zhenren is so moved by. How could these group of foundation-building monks not be jealous?

"Give it!"

But at this moment, a terrifying aura came from the sky...
Chapter completed!
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