Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

or refining Spirit Qi Pills, using them as fruits was practically a waste of resources. Zhu Rong wished he could slap Shen Xiang across the face, as in his eyes, eating Purple Spirit Fruits directly w...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.i. Even if it was fiends of this level, or fully human fiends (who were already fearsome), they would all be frightened by the Corroding Death Qi. The rabbit demon immediately noticed someone followin...