1821 Endless Devouring

Fu Shiyi, who was lagging behind, didn't want the duck in his mouth to fly away. He made a secret with his right hand and muttered something in his mouth. With a "pop" sound, a fireball three feet in diameter came out from the tip of his hand. The fireball roared and fell. On a corpse not far from her feet, there was a "Peng" sound, and the fireball split from it, revealing an even hotter flame that fell on the strange corpse.

"Zizzizi"

Under the third level fire cracking technique.

The strange corpse began to soften little by little. After a cup of tea, it completely turned into a pool of black blood and melted into the ground.

Mr. Cheng, who was looking at the corpse, saw this, and his eyes flashed with disappointment. He followed the law and imitated a third-level fire cracking technique and landed on the strange corpse. Sure enough, the corpse that could not be melted by the second-level fireball technique was gradually changing and melting. He held it in disgust. His corpse was thrown to the ground. After he stood up, he couldn't help but worry about Ouyang Jun:

"Brother Ouyang, there are so many corpses. If we really have to rely on the third-level fire cracking technique, we will have to burn them endlessly for several years."

Everyone agreed.

Mr. Cheng's eyes glanced at everyone one by one. No one had any better idea, but a look of hesitation flashed between Fu Shiyi's brows, and Mr. Cheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up:

"County Master Fu, have you thought of a way to move this corpse?"

"Yes, there is one."

Under the pressure of Mr. Cheng step by step.

Fu Shiyi said truthfully:

"I carry a lot of storage bags with me, so it shouldn't be a problem to hold these corpses."

The Skeleton Mountain.

Even with a fourth-level storage bag, this would have to fill up to a dozen.

When they came out for this trip, they all traveled lightly. After all, adventures are all about blessings and misfortunes, and they can't take their wealth and life with them. When Mr. Cheng heard this, he remembered that the Fu family had to clean up even the spiritual soil, and couldn't bear it. He sneered in his heart, but said with a smile on his face:

"Then I'll have to trouble County Master Fu."

Mr. Cheng waved his hand.

The children of the Cheng family immediately spread out and searched around to see if there was any missing treasure.

After Ouyang Jun nodded slightly to Fu Shiyi, he also led his disciples to search for Skull Mountain from another direction.

at this time.

Xiaokong's urgent mood in Fu Shiyi's consciousness sea space became even stronger.

She didn't hesitate any longer.

A wave of sleeves.

Two storage bags were suspended in the air. Rays of rays of light fell from the storage bags on the mountain of corpses. The black light of the corpses flashed, and hundreds of corpses flew up, and were sucked into the storage bags in an endless stream.

Half tea time.

The two storage bags are filled to the brim.

Fu Shiyi made a move.

She put the two storage bags into her sleeves. She searched for them in her sleeves for a while. In fact, she threw all the strange corpses that had just been put into the storage bags into the sea of ​​​​consciousness space and took them out again. It’s still the two fourth-level storage bags from before.

but.

The Cheng family and Ouyang family monks are busy exploring.

They didn't pay attention to Fu Shiyi's little moves, and even if they snooped, they couldn't find any clues.

“Crash!

! "

Piles after piles of strange corpses poured down into the space of the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Before the corpses landed, they were swallowed up by a suction force in the blue vortex. The blue vortex was like a black hole, accommodating all things, countless things. The strange corpses were swallowed up, but the blue vortex never seemed to be filled.

Most of the day later.

After the last few hundred corpses were put into storage bags by Fu Shiyi, the originally vast mountain of strange corpses finally bottomed out, revealing their true appearance.