"Looking for death." Ning Caichen summoned Shuaishuai.

The cold ice flames spread out from Shuishu's body, and a sea of ​​fire swept around.

Thousands of Siren soldiers who returned were frozen in an instant, their bodies quickly shrank and were swallowed by the handsome boy.

The general's face looked extremely ugly, trembling, and he hurriedly begged: "Blood God, please spare me!"

At this moment, all the sirens knew that no matter how many sirens there were, they were not Ning Caichen's opponents.

"Where is taking me to the spiritual spring?" Ning Caichen was full of murderous aura. He swallowed so many sirens, but he was still not satisfied. After all, the other party was too bullying, and he was distorted by black and white, slandering the saint.

When I came to the spring, I saw a lot of armor under the spring. The saint was panicked in the water, looking very painful.

"Your Majesty, you have a prominent status and you must not take risks." An elder stopped Ning Caichen and immediately reached out to touch the water.

Without melting, the elder showed a look of horror.

Not only does it not melt, it is very comfortable and has a sensation of energy to moisturize the skin.

"You all go out. Stay behind the leader." Ning Caichen burst into a majestic aura.

Ning Caichen swallowed thousands of sirens, frightened them all, resisted, angered Ning Caichen, and slapped them to death with a slap, so they all surrendered and hurriedly left.

The general said that avenging King Xibei was nonsense, and he wanted to be the demon king himself.

"King Xibei, I didn't expect that you would actually want to take over my saint, wanting to die?" Ning Caichen said sternly.

"How do you know it's taking over the body? Who are you?" said the saint sternly.

At this moment, the saint was naked and almost so black, but their eyes were cold and fierce, and naturally showed the domineering aura of the emperor, so Ning Caichen could tell at a glance that it was not the saint, but the squid king Xibei.

"Leave the body of the saint immediately, otherwise I will let your souls go away." Ning Caichen said coldly.

"What are you? You dare to threaten me." King Xibei said with a sneer.

"He is our blood god." said the leader.

"So you are the Blood God, and I didn't expect you to be the True God." King Xibei's pretty face changed color, and deep fear appeared in his beautiful eyes.

If she had not taken the body, she would not be afraid of the Blood God.

But now it is only the Nascent Soul level cultivation level, that is, the saint's own cultivation level, and it is impossible to fight against Ning Caichen at all.

King Xibei was wrong in his estimate. He should have been able to take over the body, and then absorb the energy of her deity and can advance to the Earth Immortal again.

I never thought that the saint's soul became stronger and stronger as the battle fought. Although it took the dominance, the saint's consciousness was still there, so it was unable to absorb energy, so it was stalemate here.

King Xibei has already made the idea of ​​a saint.

The saint is not a black person, but it is almost pure black, and it is caused by pure yin energy. The pure yang body is very suitable for the Siren King to seize the body. If it succeeds, King Xibei may break through the realm of the earthly immortals and ascend to the immortal world.

Unexpectedly, even King Xibei could not absorb the Dragon Palace's faith and wishes and was absorbed by the saint, so he had a steady stream of mental power to fight against King Xibei, which was a bit like the stalemate of Xiaoying and Mengya.

Now the saint is at a disadvantage because his soul cultivation is too low and he is destined to be crushed by King Xibei.

In fact, the general also knew that King Xibei was going to take over the saint, but there was a problem. He wanted to take the opportunity to destroy King Xibei, but he didn't dare. After all, King Xibei was too terrifying, so he didn't take action for a long time.
Chapter completed!