I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

After all, there is a gap between imagination and reality.

Originally, the Wind Clan's magical power thought that his kind warning fell into the ears of the girl, and it was full of threats.

The girl pursed her lips, and there was a layer of white mist in her big eyes.

"You bully me and scare me! I'm going to kill you!"

Meijia waved the scythe again.

The black sickle shot out of the sky again.

Under the shadow of the faint sickle, there seemed to be countless innocent souls crying.

This is a mental attack.

The strong man of the Wind Clan's magical power widened his eyes.

He felt that his concentration was a little broken, and countless messy scenes appeared in his mind like a fleeting glance!

Until the moment the black sickle appeared in front of him.

Only then did the Wind Clan's magical power expert realize that he was in a life-and-death confrontation with this death girl.

"Wind Shield!"

The strong man in the magical realm of the Wind Clan reluctantly took action.

A dark green shield appeared.

"Time!"

A harsh friction sound appeared.

The scythe's blade collided with the shield.

rub against each other.

Create brilliant sparks.

Zhuang Zhou's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was clenched by an invisible hand.

"Little brother, do you have the heart to hurt me?"

The pitiful voice of the God of Death girl echoed in the ears of the strong man in the magical realm of the Wind Clan.

A delicate face appeared in front of the Wind Clan’s magical power realm expert.

Lost for a moment.

Temporarily relented.

The wind shield collapsed, and the black scythe cut open the opponent's chest with a thud.

"No!"

Only then did the powerful man in the magical power realm of the Wind Clan realize that he was in a life-and-death battle.

If he didn't hurt the girl, he would be the one who died.

One thought of kindness actually put him in a situation beyond redemption.

"Giggle!"

Meijia smiled coquettishly.

But it made everyone present shudder.

Surprising.

terror!

This is really a death girl, coming from the Nine Netherworld, carrying endless terror.

"Supernatural power, immortality!"

The Wind Clan's magical power level gritted its teeth.

He activates the supernatural power within his body.

Reborn with flesh and blood, he was invincible at the time!

Immortality is an innate magical power that he comprehended.

It can only be used once every 100 years.

But every time it is used, his flesh and blood can be reborn. Even if there is only one breath left, he can activate the huge life potential in his body and recover quickly.

Brilliant green light shot out from the body of the Wind Clan's magical powerhouse.

Every ray of green light represents a strong vitality!

The Wind Clan's magical power master healed the wound in just one breath and returned to his full strength.

However, life and death are in conflict.

The green brilliance representing the power of life fell on the death girl's body, causing sizzling black smoke to appear in Mika's projection.

Meijia's figure became illusory again.

Her silver teeth shattered.

"Damn it, damn it, you actually realized the innate magical power that is part of the life line. I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Meijia waved her delicate little fists, like an angry little cat, with a fierce and fierce breast.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Hey mortal, give me some more sacrifices and I will kill him!"

After being stimulated, Meijia stopped pretending and showed her cards.

Her name for Zhuang Zhou changed.

That kind of order, that kind of bossing around, is not a reciprocal transaction attitude at all.

"oh oh!"

Zhuang Zhou Wei Nuonuo actually sent two corpses of ten thousand people at the golden elixir level to the altar.

If they wanted to kill this powerful man in the magical realm of the Wind Clan, they might not be able to take advantage of the opponent's desperate counterattack.

But it's different with this little sister from the God of Death.

It's probably just a matter of two swords.

A corpse at the Golden Core level is certainly valuable.

But there is still a big gap compared with the life of a powerful person in the magical realm.

"Not enough, not enough! The life force sputtered from his body just now damaged the core of death energy in my body. At least ten more corpses like this will be enough!"

Meijia wrinkled her little nose and said.

Zhuang Zhou was speechless.

shit.

Do you think I'm the biggest enemy?

Why don’t you grab ten corpses at the Golden Core level?

Corpses at the Golden Core level are extremely valuable, whether for tempering blood essence or sacrifice, or they can even be used to refine puppets.

It's a good deal to kill the Wind Clan's magical power with two Jindan realm corpses.

But if there are ten more, who do you love?

Zhuang Zhou didn't move, as if he was planning to tear up the agreement.

Only then did Meijia notice that her tone seemed a little too anxious.

Oh, right!

The teaching mother said that when it comes to men, you should speak softly and speak softly.

"Good brother, I really don't have much death energy left in my body, so why don't you bring in some more corpses?"

Meijia's voice would not have come out without ten years of experience in flirting with men.

Zhuang Zhou felt soft after hearing this, and he took out ten first-level undead beads.

"Do you think this thing is okay? It contains a strong sense of death!"

Meijia's eyes lit up when she saw this. The death energy in the Death Spirit Bead was rich, which was just right for her to refine and take it to solidify the projection.

Meijia's eyes changed when she looked at Zhuang Zhou.

There was a hint of surprise beyond contempt and condescension.

It turns out that this is actually a treasure boy!

Zhuang Zhou felt Meijia's burning gaze and couldn't help but said: "Don't look at it like that, I will be embarrassed!"

"Hey, bah!"

Meijia couldn't help but reveal her true nature and spat on Zhuang Zhou with a mouthful of fairy saliva.

It's so disgusting, so stinky and shameless!

"This thing is good, but the quantity is too small. Give me ten, oh, no twenty, how about I help you kill this guy?"

Meijia was murderous.

If there are enough necromancy beads, her projection may last forever in the Lingtian Realm.

The reason why Meijia projected into the Lingtian Realm this time was not to covet Zhuang Zhou's tattered corpses, but because she was tired of staying in the Netherworld, so she wanted to change places to hang out!

The time for the sacrifice summons is too short.

If I cross the border, it will consume too many resources, and this kid can't afford it.

If there is a Death Spirit Pearl, the death energy in it will continue, and it will be a good choice to condense a death energy clone to last forever in the Lingtian Realm!

"make a deal!"

Zhuang Zhou got it right.

The tempering of the Dead Soul Pearl is not difficult.

The worst he could do was run back to the morgue of Beitian College and temper all the death energy from the corpse.

No matter how useless the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and the alien species are, they won’t be in the morgue!

Isn’t all the death energy in it his?

Twenty necromancy beads arrived.

Meijia showed a greedy look.

Her little cherry mouth opened slightly.

The overwhelming death energy in the Death Spirit Pearl was instantly refined by her, leaving no trace behind.

Meijia's projection clone became more condensed, with strands of deathly energy lingering around her.

Black robe, black sickle.

Meijia walked step by step towards the powerful person in the magical realm of the Wind Clan.

The strong man in the magical realm of the Wind Clan also had a gloomy expression.

"Since you don't listen to the advice, I have no choice but to send you away to Lingtian Realm!"

"Wind, Thousand Blades!"

A strong man from the Wind Clan's magical realm took action.

Hundreds of sharp wind blades shot out of the air.

Blue wind blades, as thin as cicada wings, surged towards Meijia from all directions.

"Total Annihilation!"

Meijia waved the sickle in her hand.

For a pretty and charming little girl, this move turned out to be a great move.

Countless wind blades were wiped out instantly.

"Death stare!"

Mika whispered again.

Her eyes turned as red as blood.

The strong man in the magical power realm of the Wind Clan lost his mind again.

The pictures of this life appeared in his mind like a fleeting glance.

Joys and sorrows, separation and reunion, honor and disgrace passed by.

"kill him!"

Meijia growled at Zhuang Zhou.

In terms of absolute strength, she is not as good as the Wind Clan's magical powers.

She was able to suppress the other party all because her methods were weird and the other party didn't understand her.

Death stare.

Can only be cast once.

If it is used again next time, the effect on this wind tribe's magical power realm powerhouse will probably be halved!

Silently.

Lin Xuerou sneaked into the shadow of the Wind Clan's magical power level expert.

The bare hands appear.

A slit throat!

Blood spurted out and splashed all over the ground.

The eyes of the Wind Tribe's magical powerhouse bulged out like dead fish!

"Won!"

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Once the magical power realm dies, the others will be like chickens and tile dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

At this time, Meijia suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuang Zhou.

"Little brother, do you want a monthly subscription?"

Meijia smiled, and a chill could not help but emerge from Zhuang Zhou's back.