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A quarter of an hour later, they sat down in a small hidden courtyard.
"Fairy"
"Someone is coming!" Xi Qian stood up from the chair, her face darkened, and interrupted Mu Yinshuang.
"How is that possible?" Mu Yinshuang's expression changed and she immediately went out to check.
Sure enough, the formation was passively passed.
"Someone discovered it!" She turned around and looked at Xi Qian, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her temperament became even more sassy!
"What do you want to do?" Xi Qian withdrew her consciousness. She already knew the strength of the person coming.
The late stage of becoming a god.
"I'm afraid I'm going to wrong the fairy, I'm sorry!" Although Mu Yinshuang's strength has dropped to the peak of foundation building, she has a trump card in her hand.
Naturally, I also figured out the strength of the person coming!
"It doesn't matter!" Xi Qian shook his head, not caring, and.
She always felt that this person seemed to be here for her.
"Fairy, please come this way." Mu Yinshuang didn't waste any time. She stretched out her hand and swiped in the air a few times. A layer of transparent ripples suddenly appeared in the air behind her.
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So, Mu Yinshuang is still an array mage?
"Humph, it's not that easy to leave!" Suddenly, a voice came through the formation.
Mu Yinshuang's face turned pale, her chest swelled, the formation was about to break!
The eighth-grade advanced formation can only block the late stage of divine transformation for a moment.
"Poof¡ª¡ª" It was the Kung Fu of Shaking God. The formation was completely broken. Mu Yinshuang suffered a backlash and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Xi Qian reached out and helped her!
"Little girl, obediently hand over what you have in your hands, otherwise, I will do it myself, so don't blame me for suffering." The visitor stood in the air and looked at them condescendingly.
The eyes are a bit sinister, and the breath is even more cloudy. You can clearly feel the turbidity.
The storage magic weapon on that girl¡¯s wrist must be a good thing.
¡°¡I don¡¯t understand what senior said.¡± Mu Yinshuang¡¯s face turned cold, thinking that her trump card was exposed.
A trace of murderous intent quickly flashed through his eyes, and in a flash, he thought of his current strength.
I just felt a wave of powerlessness coming over me.
"His target is me!" Xi Qian said softly, and then she helped Mu Yinshuang to the side.
Just now, when the other party was talking, his eyes fell on her, turning a blind eye to Mu Yinshuang beside her.
She was sure that the other party was really here for her.
Mu Yinshuang was also shocked for a moment!
"I want your stored magic weapon." Yin Jiu's god-transformation monk looked at Xi Qian, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He changed his mind. This age is already in the late stage of Nascent Soul, which proves that she is extremely talented and maybe her physique is also special.
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Xi Qian raised his head, just in time to see the flash of light in his eyes, and his eyes darkened.
Immediately teleport into the air.
She was still thinking about when she was targeted. At this time, it seemed that it was no longer necessary. Since someone wanted to die, she had to make it happen, right?
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" The man with turbid breath said disdainfully when he saw the actions of the woman in front of him.
Xi Qian turned a deaf ear, and with a thought, the Sword of Divine Punishment appeared in his hand, and he slashed through it very quickly "Years are like a song¡ª¡ª"
People in the city in the distance have been paying attention to this place since the formation was broken.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a woman in red holding a purple sword in mid-air, and a pure purple-gold spiritual power burst out from her body. She raised her hand and struck the opposite side with a sword.
The power of the purple artistic conception is as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and its power is unparalleled. It makes people tremble for no reason, as if they have entered a wonderful artistic conception.
People outside feel this way, not to mention the monks who feel it personally.
The expression of the cultivator who originally didn¡¯t take it seriously changed drastically. Just as he was about to step back, he found that he had fallen into the time realm. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com