Then Qing Ao opened its mouth, and the suction force was even stronger than before.

"you!"

Looking at the top of his head, large pieces of his soul had been swallowed by Qing Ao.

Peng Ao was so angry that his whole body trembled.

This damn turtle is so arrogant and shameless!

If I hadn't considered that I couldn't beat this guy, I would have kicked him out long ago.

But if I can’t afford to offend him, why can’t I afford to hide from him?

"Walk!"

Peng Ao and the other cultivators of the Qin tribe have all stayed away from Qing'ao. You can suck it if you want. We can't go elsewhere.

And as if he was interested, Qing Ao swallowed for a while. He was no longer satisfied with absorbing this piece of soul fragment, but his body gradually rose into the air and floated above everyone.

When he opened his mouth, a piece of the soul fragments above the entire platform were swept away by it, and then it was swallowed up in a big mouth.

"Why does this Qing Ao have the temper of a child?"

Below, Yan Wangshu smiled helplessly when he saw this scene.

Unlike Peng Ao, Yan Wangshu could see that there were so many soul fragments falling on this platform that even if Qing Ao could absorb half of them, everyone would not be short.

Regardless of any monk, there is a bottleneck in absorption.

In the end, everyone can absorb it to the fullest, so there is no need to compete for this little time.

Besides, Qingao can't absorb that much.

Of course, this is not the conclusion of Yan Wangshu, but of many monks.

So although Qing Ao was domineering in mid-air and very out of touch, neither Xiong Qingyu nor Su Wan expressed anything.

That is to say, Peng Ao was usually arrogant, but this time he suffered a loss, so he went into such a big fight, which angered Qing Ao.

Suspended in mid-air, Qing Ao felt extremely arrogant when he saw that the cultivators below were not absorbing it faster than him.

These humans are still not as powerful as me after all.

Look at them, it's so hard for them to absorb a breath of soul, as if they are exhausted.

Look at me again, I swallowed hundreds of tablets in one bite and nothing happened!

Fortunately, Qing'ao is not proficient in languages, otherwise he would have said: Guisheng, you are so lonely as snow!

However, the good times did not last long, Qing Ao was excited for a while, and suddenly he felt that when he absorbed it, it seemed that the repulsive force of the soul fragments in an area was a bit strong, and it could not be washed away at all.

It seemed like there was someone trying to snatch the soul fragments from it, and it looked like it was very powerful.

Damn it! Who dares to fight with me?

Qing Ao looked down unhappy.

Then it was surprised to see a small whirlpool forming on Qin Cheng's head with his eyes closed.

It was that vortex that gathered a large number of soul fragments and poured into the Qin City Heavenly Spirit.

After calculating the amount, I found that it was more than I sucked.

It's this brat again, stealing my spotlight, right?

Qing Ao was not happy anymore. He narrowed his eyes and his abdomen bulged and shrank.

call!

A large suction pulls the void, and a large number of soul fragments pour into the mouth.

Buzz!

But Qing Ao had no time to be proud, as the whirlpool above Qin Cheng's head actually grew larger.

Holy shit! Qing Ao was shocked.

I'll suck it again!

Unwilling to admit defeat, it continued to increase its efforts.

The two parties fought fiercely. Naturally, other monks on the platform also noticed this abnormal situation.

Everyone was also a little surprised when they saw a large whirlpool forming above Qin Cheng's head, wildly devouring the soul fragments.

This speed is obviously too fast.

Qing Ao is a three-decay monster, and the fragments it swallows can be stored in the body space first without refining.

But everyone is a human monk, how can Qin Cheng do this?

"How did Qin Cheng absorb it so quickly?"

"This vortex looks very strange. What kind of method is this?"

Peng Aozhi frowned, and Xiong Qingyu was also full of doubts.

Not to mention the cultivators, even Qin Cheng, the instigator, was staring blankly at the golden egg that spewed out a whirlpool in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What's wrong with this golden egg!"

Originally, Qin Cheng was absorbing the soul fragments normally like other cultivators.

But I don’t know at what moment the golden egg was touched. Without any warning, the object moved.

Moreover, the round egg made a lot of noise this time, as if he was very excited.

It was not controlled by Qin Cheng at all, and it suddenly spun, forming a whirlpool that rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The whirlpool above Qin Cheng's head came from the golden egg, and the soul fragments it absorbed were naturally involved in its own eggshell.

Qin Cheng frowned slightly.

Does this golden egg need the soul breath so much?

He swallowed nearly all spirits. Every time he absorbed it, part of the golden egg was taken away. As a result, he still looked very hungry.

"Master, this should be fine."

The Black Demon was also alarmed and looked at the increasingly crazy golden egg in fear.

As a spirit monster, he even had the feeling that if the suction force was aimed at him, he wouldn't be able to resist it and would be swallowed by an egg.

"It should be fine, just let it suck."

Qin Cheng shook his head.

This golden egg came from the Soul Refining Technique of All Souls, and the technique was perfected by the Wordless Heavenly Book.

Since there is no information about side effects or backlash written on it, this golden egg should not pose a threat to Qin Cheng.

Besides, if he wanted to stop this golden egg, Qin Cheng didn't have much to do.

The only way is to forcefully peel it away from the sea of ​​consciousness. In that case, the golden egg should be lost in ecstasy.

But Qin Cheng also vaguely felt that the golden egg was of great use, and did not want to do so.

Anyway, there are enough soul fragments scattered on this platform, so it shouldn't hinder others.

At this time, Qin Cheng's attention was focused on the golden egg and he didn't know what was happening in the outside world.

"Ouch!"

At this time, Qing'ao was almost going crazy.

As the vortex above Qin Cheng's head grew larger and larger, the suction force became stronger and stronger.

Qing Ao's abdomen swelled and shrank, as if a bellows were being pulled, almost to the extreme.

The grin reached from ear to ear.

In the end, even if I risked my life, I still couldn't absorb Qin Cheng.

Qing Ao was extremely angry.

This brat, a human monk, how can he be more powerful than me?

If it weren't for the fact that Qin Cheng still needed to repair the Bagua turtle shell, he would have wanted to trample this guy to death.

Just as he was thinking about it, Qing'ao suddenly felt a sudden stomachache, his expression suddenly changed, and he didn't even have time to compete.

It feels like it's eaten too much now, and its belly is bloated, and it feels like it's going to explode.

Too bad!

Rolling his eyes, Qing Ao fell to the ground with a plop, his shell facing upwards and he passed out.

After a while, as the golden egg finally stopped absorbing, Qin Cheng also relaxed.

"Hey, why did this guy turn out to be gay?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Qin Cheng was startled when he saw a turtle with a white belly facing up beside his feet.

"Uh, Brother Qin, you don't know what happened?" Peng Ao said in surprise.

"I don't know, what's wrong?" Qin Cheng frowned.

Qin Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw that not only Peng Ao, Yan Wangshu, Xiong Qingyu and even Su Wan were looking at him with strange eyes.

If Qing Ao passed out and died, it couldn't have anything to do with Golden Egg.
Chapter completed!