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At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea. It sank into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
Xu Zifan relied on his extremely pure and majestic mental power to use the stupidest method to block the opponent's mental killer move.
And Xu Zifan's situation must have been noticed by Wu Xiang, who transformed into the evil god's sickle.
At this moment, he naturally saw Xu Zifan's attainments in spiritual power. He was shocked and couldn't help but said: "What a pure spiritual power!"
At this moment, the clear light between Xu Zifan's eyebrows was surging, like water waves flowing, gathering into a lake, and behind his head, the five-colored halo was hazy, making him look like an innate sacred figure, extremely extraordinary.
The phantom of the sickle arrived in an instant, with the power to seize souls and kill souls, and sank directly into the center of Xu Zifan's eyebrows.
However, it only made Xu Zifan feel a pain in his mind, his face turned pale, and then nothing happened, everything returned to normal.
The phantom of the sickle was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into a small lake formed by the condensed spiritual power between Xu Zifan's eyebrows. It only caused a pain in Xu Zifan's mind, and then had no other effect.
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