Song Qing looked down at the trembling demonic pill in his hand, which was flashing with a demonic red light. He held it in his slender fingers and immediately restrained the demonic pill.
The red light of the monster core dimmed a lot after she clenched it, and a layer of mist seemed to have condensed on the surface.
The fluctuating spiritual energy in the surroundings seemed to be restricted by the mist, and quickly calmed down.
She held the monster core and threw it in Yao Yu's direction,"Take it."
When Yao Yu saw her take out the Yao core, he already had a premonition.
However, when song qingxiao really threw the demonic core to him, he couldn't help but feel like he had been hit by a gift from the heavens.
His short and thin body was as agile as a monkey as he jumped up. His movements were so big that he even knocked over the table and chair he was sitting on.
