What Bad Luck!

"Roar!" The soul breath that was emitting a weak scream was caught by Rong Mo's forbidden swallowing mark.

However! At the same time that Rong Mo caught this soul, there seemed to be eight weaker souls that flew in all directions like fireworks.

Unfortunately ...

"Pa!" Bai Fengchun slapped down with her palm, and several destructive auras chased after the eight wisps of soul aura, causing a series of miserable screams.

Lil Yi 'er, who had already dashed out, was infuriated! Because he had already opened his mouth, he could not swallow anything. He could only glare at Bai Fengchun angrily and roar, " Compensate me with food! "

Bai Fengchun: "??? " What was the meaning of this?

How would he know that the Sacred Nameless Saint's escaping soul power was just an appetizer to Lil Yi 'er? Although it was just a small appetizer, Lil Yi' er was never picky about food. A side dish was still a side dish.