Chapter 1512 I Am Afraid that the Spirit King Will Be Inferior!

"It seems that the Spirit King wants to compare the contracted beast with me." She smiled coldly and looked at the Spirit King.

The Lunji Divine Beast is indeed a good contracted beast, even on the Divine Land, it is a monster type with one enemy ten.

only……

She laughed secretly in her heart, is this to compare contracted beasts with her? Does he compare?

"God mother, isn't the contracted beast part of Xiao Wang's strength? Could it be that the god mother can't compare to it?" Ling Wang narrowed his eyes fiercely and asked her back.

Although through Caicai's blow just now, he has already seen that Sheng Chuxin's contracted beasts may not be small, but his Mieji was only shaken when he didn't notice it for a while.

If you really compete for strength, you may not lose.

"Comparable? I am afraid that the Spirit King will not be able to compare!" Sheng Chuxin said with sharp eyes.

In the next moment, one, two, and a row of magical beasts turned into a black mass in the mid-air, and the scene was extremely shocking.

"hiss!"

The Ghost King and Demon King gasped.

They thought that the three-headed colorful scorpion was Sheng Chuxin's most powerful monster, but they didn't expect there to be others.

Immortal Rain Spirit Butterfly, Evil Dragon, Phantom Beast, and even wood-type monsters. This is the rhythm that wants to kill them. Even if the contracted beasts of their three kings add up, under the hands of these monsters , can't go through a few rounds, right?

King Ling was also taken a step back by fright, secretly regretting that he made a wrong move.

But how could Sheng Chuxin give him a chance to regret it? With just one look, Caicai and the others went into battle together, and started fighting against Lingwang's Mieji.

...

"Oh, godmother, you are too ruthless. The emperor has persuaded you to be merciful. How can you still... After all, these are kings. How can you go out to meet people when you are so hurt?"

Above the main hall, Jiao Huayu taunted King Ling unceremoniously.

Looking at the pig's head-like face of King Ling, he felt more relieved, the air in this temple seemed extraordinarily fresh.

"hiss."

King Ling wanted to stare at Jiao Huayu, but his face moved a little, it hurt a lot.

"What's wrong? King Ling, you are in pain, hurry up and take an elixir." Jiao Huayu reminded.

Spirit King: "..."

Still taking elixir, as if the elixir in his hand was blown by a strong wind?

He couldn't believe that Jiao Huayu didn't see that he had already taken the elixir, but the injury on his face didn't relieve even a bit, instead it hurt more and more, what could he do.

He even wondered if this elixir was fake.

"Lingwang, you want to test the cultivation of the Godmother, and you have tried it now, everyone sit down." Di Shitian glanced at Lingwang lightly, and beckoned everyone to sit down again.

"Yes, God Emperor." Ling Wang covered the corner of his mouth and sat down resentfully.

Glancing at the Ghost King and Demon King, I saw their faces, the wounds had healed after taking the elixir, but on his face, the elixir had no effect at all.

Is it because the faces of the ghost king and the devil king are different from his?

This is of course impossible. The only possibility he could think of was that Sheng Chuxin had done something to his face.

"God mother, I heard that you are a master of poison. I wonder if you can take a look for Xiao Wang. What's wrong with the bottle of elixir in Xiao Wang's hand?" He handed over his own bottle of elixir.

The maid on the side wanted to show it to Sheng Chuxin, but she saw Sheng Chuxin raise her hand slightly.

The maid didn't dare to make a move immediately.