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Chapter 1787

kindness?

Mu Yunqian clasped his hands behind his back, without turning around, and said with a little amusement, "She is dead!"

"you......"

Ling Tian's body trembled, and the color in his eyes was unprecedented. For Mu Hongxue, Ling Tian finally felt guilty in his heart.

There is already a magic spell on the Qinghong Sword.

Mu Hongxue waited for the person to draw the sword. Ling Tian had no intention of drawing the sword, but unexpectedly, he pulled out the Qinghong Sword.

This way.

It made Mu Hongxue feel that the prophecy had come true. Ling Tian had always kept a distance from Hongxue's thoughts. Later, when he was in danger, Mu Hongxue did not hesitate to sacrifice his soul in exchange for Mu Yunchian's intervention.

Guilty!

It has not diminished. Ling Tian spent these days traveling and exploring in many ways, hoping that there might be a way to change it, but he never found it, especially at this time.

Heard about the death again!

The king was furious for a moment, and his anger became even more uncontrollable: "Did you hurt her?"

Mu Yunqian looked disdainful: "Boy, although you are very affectionate, I tell you that if this girl hadn't begged so hard, I wouldn't have bothered to save you."

"I have cultivated myself for many years and have nourished my soul power to its peak state. The medicine you brought back before is even more beneficial to me."

"But this girl realizes that you are in danger of death."

"You don't hesitate to choose to sleep on your own, but you also want to beg this god to save you."

Mu Yunqian pressed Qinghong: "If you want this girl's efforts to be in vain, you can take action against this god and choose revenge. At this time, you have all your cards out. The time of prosperity is not far away.

"

"When your day of prosperity comes, it will be your death."

"I can kill you without even having to take action."

Although Mu Yunqian's words were full of coldness, Ling Tian's heart trembled: "Senior, what you said, Hongxue actually..."

"Shut up." Mu Yunqian shouted softly: "If anything happens, it's not too late to solve the disaster in front of you."

The green rainbow sword in Mu Yunqian's hand pointed forward to Fang Zheng. Although Fang Zheng was frustrated, the counterattack of the Divine Lord should not be underestimated. How could Mu Yunqian, who was also in the Divine Lord realm, not understand?

The more so.

Don't be careless.

Otherwise, you will end up making an eternal mistake.

Such a scene.

It was definitely not a scene that Mu Yunchian wanted to see.

If you have not denied it, then you have admitted it. Ling Tian clenched the long knife tightly: "Thank you very much."

After thanking him, he put his mind away. What Mu Yunqian said was true. The disaster before him was a catastrophe. Lin Wanyun also stood firmly by Ling Tian's side. At this time, the situation was slowly gaining the upper hand.

Just kill the invading enemy in front of you.

A complete kill.

Today's disaster can be solved!

Fang Zheng also understood that the battle situation at this time had reached a critical moment. If he retreated at this time, the prestige of the Tianshen Temple would be wiped out in Kyushu.

At this time, only by fighting to the death and not retreating can we maintain the last shred of dignity of the Temple of Heaven.

God's power rises.

Cold and crazy.

Fang Zheng held the Traceless Sword again and growled: "Damn it, no matter who you are, if you want to stop the Celestial Temple's progress today, you are seeking death yourself."

Words of policy.

The four people in Yunhai felt it, and in just a moment, a burst of solid light suddenly erupted under their feet. Before everyone could recover, the four powerful demigods gathered their strength in an instant, covering Fang Zheng's body in an instant.

Covered with strength.

The wounds on Fang Zheng's body continued to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. It could even be said that the aura on Fang Zheng's body began to become stable.

It's like it hasn't been consumed at all.

Mu Yunqian frowned: "It's ridiculous, the dignified god actually used the Heroic Formation in the lower realm."

"Do you want some face?"

Fang Zheng's face was ugly, gloomy for a moment, and then he roared: "What can the heroic formation do?"

"As long as I can kill you, what does face mean?"

Founder's words.

More cold colors.

Mu Yunqian narrowed his eyes and held the Qinghong sword tightly. At this moment, she did not expect that things would reach such a stage, and a duel between strong men would be decided in just the blink of an eye.
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