At this moment.
The severed head of the evil spirit, with wriggling spores squeezing out a mouthpiece, its sharp teeth glistening, yet it emitted a sweet voice:
"Giving me a gift? Brother Saint is so kind, then I want the sequence seed."
"Sure."
Wei Wuyang wasn't surprised at all, nodding, "Rest assured, Your Highness, give me some time, and I'll deliver it to you."
Another evil spirit, dragging a string of grape-sized lumps, eagerly reached out with four tentacles, its features forming a six-petaled Flower of Flesh and Blood, "However, I'm also very interested in Brother Saint incubating eggs, how about giving that to me as well?"
Slash!
Wei Wuyang waved his hand and slashed, the scarlet blade flashing past, causing the evil spirit to explode.
Meanwhile, feeling a chill at the back of his head, a Demon Spear charged with magic power struck the back of his neck, knocking off a piece of flesh, causing his figure to tremble slightly.
