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Chapter 1629 Backlash!

"How is this possible?!"

Feng Yuan's heart was shaken severely.

Her pupil technique failed?

How is this possible?!

How could her pupil technique fail?!

After Feng Yuan sacrificed her blood to everyone in the Dayong royal family, the power of her eye skills was completely stabilized.

If not for this, she would not be able to cooperate with Qing Yan to kill the extraordinary saint from the Dayong royal family and turn him into a living corpse.

Under such circumstances, how could her pupil technique fail?!

This is absolutely impossible!

What on earth did Luo Qingtong do?!

Feng Yuan looked at Luo Qingtong in shock.

At this glance, her pupils shrank sharply in an instant.

"Blood pupils?!"

She looked at Luo Qingtong's pair of bloody eyes with shock.

In the girl's eyes, the whites and eyeballs were almost filled with blood.

These were definitely not ordinary pupils, nor were they what she had thought before, the sequelae of Luo Qingtong's eyes recovering!

She also has different eyes?!

After her pair of clear eyes were destroyed by herself, her eyes recovered, and they still had a pair of strange pupils?!

And it seems to be stronger than the previous pair of strange pupils and my own strange pupils?!

Feng Yuan's heart seemed to be hit hard.

At this moment, she felt anger, regret, resentment, resentment, everything.

At this moment, the saint's puppet corpse rushed in front of her.

"ah!"

Feng Yuan screamed with a sharp voice.

The saint's puppet body pounced on her fiercely, biting her crazily.

Being refined alive and dead, and having the blood of a close relative, the saint's puppet corpse was in so much pain when being refined by Feng Yuan, how much resentment it would have towards her.

He bit Feng Yuan's body frantically.

On the latter's body, he tore off large chunks of flesh in an instant, all of which were exposed.

Feng Yuan screamed miserably.

She wanted to resist, but how powerful was this saint's puppet?

He was already in the Saint realm before he was alive. After being refined into a corpse by Feng Yuan, his strength has increased to the point where he is almost at the Saint Master realm.

How cruel Feng Yuan's sacrifice was at the beginning, how miserable this meeting will be.

"ah!"

She struggled and screamed desperately.

The people from Dachu and Daqin who came to rescue Luo Qingtong stopped the moment the saint's puppet turned and pounced on Feng Yuan.

At this moment, he looked even more horrified at the scene of Feng Yuan being bitten madly.

What's going on?

The living corpse that Feng Yuan sacrificed actually backfired?

"Ha ha!"

"Deserve it!"

The Supreme Dean laughed loudly, and then spat fiercely in the direction of Feng Yuan.

"The mind is evil and the intention is evil!"

"In this way, the puppet method of refining a living corpse can be used to sacrifice, and it is still done with the blood of one's own closest relatives. Feng Yuan, your conscience has really been eaten by a dog!"

Naturally, everyone recognized the extraordinary saint from Dayong. At this moment, they saw him biting Feng Yuan's body like crazy, as if he wanted to eat Feng Yuan alive. How could they not know that the other party had changed?

Was it Feng Yuan’s fault that this happened?

Otherwise, after the opponent loses control, he will not pounce on her immediately.

Such a woman can't even be described as snake-hearted or scorpion-hearted.

This is clearly a devil among men!

As everyone thought this, they looked at Feng Yuan with more and more contempt.

At this moment, the green smoke in Feng Yuan's body sensed her danger and woke up.
Chapter completed!
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