Chapter 661 The Master of the Devil Gate

With the improvement of her cultivation, Nalan Wuxia's white body was slowly covered with wisps of black Qi. When her cultivation reached the ninth level of the supreme power realm, the black Qi had already filled her whole body and rushed toward the top of her head. At this time, Nalan Wuxia was in great pain. She shouted, with her face distorted in pain, "Haodong, save me quickly!" "Don't be afraid, Wuxia. You will be fine as long as I'm here." Qin Haodong put on his clothes hurriedly, but he was not in a hurry to help. Although it was a little painful now, the Demonic Seed Skill was good for the promotion of Nalan Wuxia's cultivation. At this time, the layer of black Qi covered the top of Nalan Wuxia's head and then rushed to her divine treasure, but it was blocked several times successively by the silver needles. "Boy, are you the one who inserted those silver needles?" Nalan Wuxia opened her mouth and shouted, but it was not her voice. The voice was sharp and