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1652. Chapter 1650 The disappearing poison robe(2/2)

"Two hall masters, this is..." Xiao Yi frowned.

"Ha." Moxibustion Yan smiled and said, "Master of the Yi Xiao branch, you are famous for being elusive."

"If I don't look at you, I'm afraid you'll disappear again."

"It seems that your injuries have recovered after some retreat. Let's go and follow the two of us to the main hall."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, "I will go to the main hall, but I still have some things to do before I leave."

"What's the matter?" Moxibustion and Yan frowned.

"It's nothing serious." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I'm just being cautious and going to see the corpses of the evil cultivators such as Poison Robe."

The poison robe and the martial soul power of one hundred thousand evil cultivators have not been absorbed yet.

Xiao Yi originally thought that after retreating, he would absorb it, and then go to the main hall with these two people.

Moxibustion Yan nodded, "Let's go then, the two of us will accompany Yi Xiao, the branch master of the hall."

"I want to go by myself." Xiao Yi's tone was slightly cold.

"No." Moxibustion Yan shook his head and spoke forcefully.

"Then it's up to you." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, flapped his purple flame wings, and flew away in an instant.

"Hmph." Moxibustion Yan snorted coldly, and also turned into a ray of fire, and Yu Kong caught up with him.

"It's so fast." Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.

Whizzing…

Within a moment, the three of them returned to the ruins of the previous battle.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi looked around, and his expression under the mask suddenly changed.

"Where is the corpse of Poison Robe?"

Although the surrounding area is in ruins, it is in a mess.

But for the strong, one can know all the situations here with just one perception.

"Not good?" Moxibustion and Yan's expressions also changed.

"What a poisonous robe. Did you fake your death before?"

"He shouldn't be far away yet, let's chase him."

Whizzing…

Moxibustion Yan and Tang Yin quickly flew away in the air.

Xiao Yi frowned and did not follow. Instead, he looked in the air at the power of the martial souls of one hundred thousand evil cultivators floating between heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!
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