Chapter 684: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron LXXII
Chapter 684: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron LXXII
When Feng Li heard this, he frowned and grasped the key, “Someone stole the spiritual liquid?”
“Why do you have to pretend to be stupid, Demon Lord? Apart from you, who else among the people not present has the ability to steal the spiritual liquid alone? This spiritual liquid is clearly in your hands!”
Wen Ying felt a thump in her heart, thinking that this matter might not go well.
She and Feng Li arrived here, and this time was definitely not enough time for him to steal the spiritual liquid. Naturally, if he took the spiritual liquid, he would also tell her. Another name quickly came to her mind. Besides Feng Li, only Ding Jieyi was the most likely to steal the spiritual fluid.
But it is very strange. The spiritual liquid in this space is indeed not drinkable, and those who drink it will become extremely painful in the end. This is a trap, a trap that Tianding Palace leads the Jiedan monks into. How could Ding Jieyi, who was favored by heaven, not notice it?
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In her impression, Ding Jieyi never stole the spiritual fluid, and this battle only caused the collective level to rise sharply, kicking off a bloody fight.
The theft of spiritual liquid is not a direction shown in the data, but this illusion has already deviated from the track, and such an accident is normal.
After Feng Li learned that the spiritual fluid had been stolen, just like Wen Ying thought, he knew that he might not be able to explain the matter clearly. Even if he threw out his Qiankun Ring, those people would not believe that the spiritual fluid was not on him. What’s ironic is that he didn’t want to compete with others and specifically avoided this fight, but he didn’t expect to be involved in it in the end.
He rubbed the ring in his hand that was as bright as a small spiritual snake. The ring was also in the shape of a snake, with its head and tail connected. He said: “There is something wrong with the spiritual liquid in this illusion, so I have never thought about stealing the spiritual liquid……”
“Why didn’t the Demon Lord say there was something wrong with the spiritual liquid when he stole it? Why did he steal the spiritual liquid this time?! Could it be that when the Demon Lord stole the spiritual liquid, he was thinking about people like us?The others burst into laughter.
Obviously, they believed that he had stolen the spiritual liquid, so they didn’t believe a word of these words. No matter what he said, it was just an excuse.
The rest of the people said: “What the Demon Lord said is, let’s not talk nonsense anymore, either hand over the spiritual liquid, or else, even though the Demon Lord is powerful, we people are not paper tigers and are not afraid of trouble!”
Feng Li sneered, “Foolish, you said I stole the spiritual fluid. Have you ever seen me drink it? The fact that I am still in the late stage of Jiedan is the best proof. Otherwise……” He passed his hand across the ring and held it in his hand. In an instant, there was an additional jade bottle, which was the first bottle he grabbed. He said, “If I drink this bottle, I will immediately become a Nascent Soul monk. Why don’t I drink it? Use your brains to think about it!”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s eyes were dazzled, and they saw him throwing the jade bottle to the ground!
The jade bottle was torn into pieces, and the spiritual fluid flowed into the yellow earth. However, someone rushed over to it, abandoning the dignity of a monk, lying on the ground and licking the spiritual fluid like a puppy, drinking the spiritual fluid on the ground.
The others were shocked, but after a while, the man’s spiritual energy surged like a surging wave.
Everyone’s expressions changed.
This is…… Nascent Soul stage? !
He himself couldn’t believe it. After being silent for a few seconds, he laughed loudly and said, “I am a Nascent Soul monk, I am a Nascent Soul monk!!”
Of course he is not a Nascent Soul monk, and he has to go into seclusion to form the elixir. How could the Nascent Soul be formed so easily. It’s just that in this illusion, he does have the power of the Nascent Soul monk at this moment.
Wen Ying stretched out her hand and tapped Feng Li’s waist, “Silly.” For no reason, he created a strong enemy for himself.
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