How powerful is the power erupting inside?

Taking a deep breath, Li Su paused, and stretched his palm directly to the face that grew out of the half-dead old man's neck. His strength came out of his body, and he grabbed the face and pulled it.

With a sneer, Li Su tore off a large piece of neck meat.

Ouch~!

With a scream, the old man, whose mind was suppressed by the evil spirit, woke up from the vivid pain on the spot. The veins all over his body popped up and he almost fainted on the spot.

The old man's eyes were so wide that he almost vomited out of his eyes. At the same time, it was very painful and tears flowed out.

He hugged the wound and started rolling on the ground, wailing as he rolled.

"I took a picture of you!"

Li Su squatted on the spot silently, and did not chase the old man who was rolling away gradually, but spoke quietly.

"Do you know what taking a photo is? It means recording and packaging all your flesh and blood information, soul information, and avenue information..."

The old man's body stiffened as he rolled away, and he let out a shrill scream and put out the fire on the spot.

Li Su's expression remained unchanged and continued: "Also, the medicinal plant in your bag is so beautiful, it is exactly the same as the one thrown away by Heaven."

After a few rounds of grunting, the old man rolled back smoothly and lay down on the spot where he had just been lying. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Li Su and said with a sad face: "Your Highness, Daozi, please be merciful and merciful.

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Chapter completed!