The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The nine-level monster also slammed into the front of Tunxi, and trembled: "I just hope that you can save our king. As long as the king can live safely, the treasure of our monster family will let you choose."

Xiao Jinlong also whispered: "Boss, I feel a bit of the same kind of atmosphere from the monster king, do you want to save him?"

The monsters squatted one by one and looked at the creek. Most of the monsters are simple, and Tunxi says she can save. They fully believe that Wang can be saved.

Tunxi walked slowly to the unconscious king of the beast, and grabbed his wrist to explore.

The spiritual power of the exploration penetrated into the body of the Wicked Beast, but it was forced out by a burning heat. But the pulse of the beast is clearly transmitted in the body.

Sure enough. There was a glimmer of flash in the eyes of Tunxi, and the Beastmaster did not die, or that it is not dead yet. He is using the smoldering flame of the jade fire to put the body that had collapsed to death, and then reborn.

However, now his true yuan is unsustainable, and the pain of burning to the sun is not tolerated by the will, so nowadays it is only the end of the strong, only one step will step into the abyss of the soul.

Quxi took out the golden needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point of the demon king.

Sure enough, the body structure of this monster king is very similar to Xiao Jinlong, and the body is probably also a kind of dragon. Fortunately, I once treated Xiao Jinlong, otherwise, I really couldn't find his acupuncture point in a short time.

Time passed by, and the unconscious king of the beast had been tied with countless silver needles.

The monsters were watching nervously, and even they didn't dare to re-take the breath. The most violent maple scorpion looked at them stiffly, for fear of disturbing Tunxi.

The last silver needle was inserted, and suddenly, a dragon screamed in the void.

The face of Tunxi was slightly changed, and the whole figure was like a cannonball.

The needle that was originally inserted in the body of the demon beast seems to have received any strength, and all of them are ejected.

The body of the Wicked Beast slowly floated in the air, and the body began to emit red and blue interlaced light.

"How is this going?"

"Well, how are you?"

"Wang, you are fine!"

Responding to the monsters is not the answer of the Wicked King, but the thundercloud that hides the sky and does not know where to float.

"Booming - rumbling -" There are thunder and lightning mixed with lightning at high altitude, just like the end of the world.

This time, all the monsters were shocked and screamed, full of fear and despair, under the cover of these thunderclouds, turned into surprises and worries.

Surprisingly, this is not an ordinary thundercloud, but a robbery cloud of the beasts. Now the robbery cloud appears, the king who represents them is going to advance, and the advanced is the 12th-level real beast.

Worried is that the beasts of the beasts are not a joke, they have just suffered such a heavy injury, can they still withstand the thundercloud?

Tunxi was also shocked in his heart. He did not expect that the king of the beast was really reborn, and he also gained a powerful force from the flame of the sun. Can endure such pain, and finally put it to death and then live, the forbearance of the beastmaster, let the creek have to admire.

She smacked her lips and whispered silently: "I have come to this step. If it is now robbed by the clouds, isn’t it a pity? Then let me help you!"