My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife Chapter 2172: Killing

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Although the nine-headed holy lion died physically, a soul demon infant flew out from the depths of his mind. This was his soul and wanted to escape.

Li Qingfeng said: If you want to run, come back.

Li Qingfeng stretched out his right hand, the laws of the holy rank were lingering, and the atmosphere of the avenue was filled. When he grabbed forward, he grabbed the soul demon infant in his hand.

The soul demon infant of the nine-headed holy lion was held in his hand by Li Qingfeng, struggling constantly, he wanted to escape from Li Qingfeng's palm.

The nine-headed holy lion knows very well that his body and nine heads have been wiped out by Li Qingfeng, leaving only his own soul.

As long as his soul can escape, then he can find a new monster body, settle in it, and practice again.

If his soul died here, it would really be gone.

Unfortunately, the soul demon infant of the nine holy lions cannot break free from Li Qingfeng's palm no matter how hard he struggles.

Li Qingfeng’s palms are like iron tongs and an ancient furnace. They hold him tightly. No matter what power he uses, he can’t escape. It’s like Monkey King being held by the Buddha. In his hands, he can only become a turtle in the urn.

Li Qingfeng looked down at the nine-headed holy lion demon infant below, and said: You don't have to struggle, you can't escape my palm at all.

The soul demon infant of the nine-headed holy lion stopped struggling. He knew that no matter what he did was useless, there was a hint of mercy in his eyes.

The nine-headed sacred lion soul Yaoying said: Please let me go, don't destroy my soul, otherwise I will die.

Li Qingfeng smiled coldly and said: When you go to catch the Saint of the Sea of ​​Blood and slap her in the face, you are doomed. If you don't catch the Saint of the Sea of ​​Blood, maybe I will keep you alive. , Now it's too late to say anything.

The reason why Li Qingfeng didn't kill the soul demon infant of the nine holy lions in the first time was because he wanted to leave this powerful high-grade demon holy soul to the flame dragon soul.

Last time, the Flame Dragon Soul helped Li Qingfeng a lot, but he fell into a deep sleep because of the loss of his mental power.

Li Qingfeng once said to provide it with three top-grade elixir. Although the soul demon infant of the nine-headed holy lion is not a top-grade elixir, it contains majestic spiritual power, which is not weaker than the top-grade elixir. So Li Qingfeng wanted to leave him to the flame dragon soul to absorb.

Li Qingfeng communicated with the flame dragon soul deep in his mind, but after yelling for a long time, he still didn't respond.

Li Qingfeng sighed. He knew that the Flame Dragon Soul had paid a great price to help him last time. He had been recuperating for such a long time, and he was still sleeping.

However, Li Qingfeng decided to send the soul baby of the nine holy lions to the flame dragon soul. Li Qingfeng directly opened his mouth and swallowed the soul baby of the nine holy lions into his mouth.

Li Qingfeng directly transmitted this spiritual energy to the depths of his mind and sent it to the flame dragon soul.

Although the flame dragon soul is in a coma, its instinct is still there. It slightly opened its mouth and shot out a golden light directly. In the scream of the nine sacred lions, it swallowed his soul demon infant into its abdomen. China Refining & Chemical.

The body of the flame dragon's soul trembled slightly. Although it did not wake up, the aura on the body had obviously become a bit stronger.

Li Qingfeng's eyes were filled with joy. He knew that by looking for two high-grade spiritual potions for the Flame Dragon Soul, he would be able to wake up the other party, which made him full of energy.

When Li Qingfeng's mental power flew out of his mind, his brows frowned.

Li Qingfeng found that all the cultivators around him were looking at him, with surprise, indifference, excitement, worship, hatred, and a hint of killing intent.

Thousands of cultivators gathered around this Leihu Lake, some of them appreciate Li Qingfeng and release goodwill, such as Linglong Saintess, and some are more disgusted with him, and release killing intent, such as Haotiansheng. child.

Whether it is a person who likes him or a person who hates him, Li Qingfeng doesn't care.

For Li Qingfeng, the nine sacred lions are now dead, and the first thing he needs to do now is to rescue the saint of the sea of ​​blood.

When Li Qingfeng's body moved, he instantly came to the front of the saint of the sea of ​​blood.

Li Qingfeng stretched out the two index fingers of his right hand toward the front to grab the spiritual rope, and pinch it slightly to break the spiritual rope.

A magic weapon of the level of the spirit rope has no effect at all in front of Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng's fingers touched the blood sea saint's body slightly, and opened the acupuncture points on her body so that her body could move.

The blood sea saint's eyes were full of excitement, and he said: Thank you for saving me, you are fine.

Li Qingfeng smiled slightly and said: Don't worry, how can I be wrong, a nine-headed holy lion is not my opponent.

Suddenly, Li Qingfeng's brows frowned slightly, and he saw a thousand cultivators behind the saint of the sea of ​​blood. These cultivators were all accomplices of the nine holy lions.

Just now, they have already taken refuge in the nine holy lions and become their subordinates. At this moment, they all looked at Li Qingfeng with horror.

They never thought that their master would be killed by Li Qingfeng, and the hearts of these cultivators were full of regret.

They knew that the nine holy lions were so useless. They didn't take refuge in him just now. Now they are riding a tiger and don't know how to face Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng looked at the cultivators in front of him, and said: Since you are all under the nine-headed holy lion, I will send you a ride.

Li Qingfeng's right palm swung vigorously toward the front, transforming into a huge palm of 300,000 meters in size, covering the sky and sun, and slapped down.

The cultivators here are all powerful, the least are semi-sage-level powerhouses, there are low-grade sages, and even a few middle-grade sages.

They exuded powerful holy energy, they wanted to resist, but they had no effect at all. With a loud bang, all these more than 1,000 cultivators were slapped into blood mist by Li Qingfeng’s huge palm and dissipated. Between heaven and earth.

Li Qingfeng can kill even high-grade demon saints, not to mention these middle-grade saints and low-grade saints, who have no resistance at all.

The eyes of other cultivators around Li Qingfeng looked at Li Qingfeng with a hint of horror. They felt that Li Qingfeng was too cruel. He not only killed the nine holy lions, but also the men of the nine holy lions. , As long as you are against him, no one will end well.

Li Qingfeng wanted this kind of result. He knew that when he came to the Meteorite Proving Ground, he was an outsider. Most people regarded him as an enemy, and many people treated him badly, even Want to kill him.

Li Qingfeng used nine sacred lions and his men to stand up, so whoever dares to despise himself and oppose him, these dead people will end up.