Not just her, but also most of the Linyue Sect, some people from the Langxing Sect, and even the Donghuang Dynasty.
horrible!
A dark light flashed in Mu Qianxi's eyes, it was really like this!
I'm afraid Yun Xiu may also be controlled by some means.
Mu Qianxi said calmly: "It's too late for you to find out now! I won't save you."
That old guy had some tricks. Such spells drove people to the edge of death, allowing Linyue Sect Master to defeat Mu Linlang's tricks.
Since it can be broken, maybe she can try it in the future.
"Hahaha! Mu Linlang, the most noble Princess Mu Linlang of the Donghuang Dynasty! You are really good! I curse you and you will not end up well in the end, I curse you..."
At this point, what she resented the most at this time was not Mu Qianxi or the old guy who cast the spell, but Mu Linlang, whom she had given her loyalty to before.
Linyue Sect Master said: "I don't ask you to save me, I just ask that after I die, wipe out my soul and not be used by that person."
Before Mu Qianxi agreed, Linyue Sect Leader committed suicide.
And Mu Qianxi felt a terrifying force. Her spell immunity might not be able to hold on anymore. Even if she and her second uncle would not die, they would be seriously injured!
Especially the second uncle, it is easy to be cursed, which will be very uncomfortable.
"This is the only way, I promise you!"
Mu Qianxi controlled Lin Yue's soul. After all, she was a peak spiritual saint before, and her soul power was not weak.
Use his soul power to bless her spell!
"boom!"
The power of the curse swept over like a tsunami, and Mu Fengling protected Mu Qianxi behind him.
After a while, the power of the curse dissipated.
The old guy was standing in space, unable to move his body, and stared blankly at the elf-like young man in front of him.
"How is it possible? How could I lose to you."
Ah Ting stood in the air, his hair and clothes a little messy, which showed that this battle was not easy.
"How is it impossible! When you face me, you should turn pale!"
Ah Ding waved his hand in the void, and a light green light enveloped the old guy. The already old guy became even older.
"This...this is the power of time!"
He suddenly thought of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly. Even if death was imminent, greed was already bursting out of his eyes.
"You are... you are the Lord of Time, the Pavilion of Eternity, the Nine-Level Chaos Pavilion, and it is actually you... it is you..."
It’s not unfair to lose to him!
"Instead of making a contract with that little girl, it's better to make a contract with me! I will definitely bring you the supreme glory! Don't you think about it?"
"You look so ugly, who gave you the confidence!"
Ah Ting felt that he was annoyingly tight, so the old guy turned into withered bones in an instant, and turned into dust in the next instant, scattered in Linyue Sect.
The process of aging, death, and weathering of a person, because Ah Ting controls time, allowed Mu Qianxi to witness this process in just one breath.
This old guy disappeared completely. Ah Ding was a little unsteady in the air and fell directly from the air.
Damn it! If I hit my face, I wouldn't be laughed to death by a dead woman.
But the majesty of Lord Ah Ting would never allow him to ask for help from that dead woman.
"A stop!"
The crisis was over, Mu Qianxi also lifted the spell, and teleported several times to catch A Ting who fell from the air.
Mu Qianxi slowly landed on the ground, and Ah Ting started to fly into a rage.
"Damn woman, who wants you to come! Why don't you let me go quickly, hurry up..."
It's just that his body is becoming more and more transparent at this time, and struggling seems to be useless.
Mu Qianxi said worriedly: "Ah Ting, you!"
Ah Ting said lazily: "It's just that I felt sleepy while typing and wanted to go back to sleep! What are you looking at me with?"
Mu Qianxi knew that the old guy was not easy to deal with, and A Ting was about to fall into a deep sleep again.
Mu Qianxi smiled at Ah Ting and said, "Ah Ting, then have a good sleep!"
Looking at Mu Qianxi's smile from a close distance, Ah Ting's eyes evaded, and then he said: "Humph! Are you very happy that I can't see you? Are you smiling so happily?"
"You're not allowed to be this young anymore. You're not good-looking at all. Are you afraid of scaring people to death when you laugh?"
Mu Qianxi's smiling face froze. Her smile could scare people to death? Is it so scary?
When she really wanted to have a serious discussion with that brat, Ah Ting's figure had disappeared. He returned to the contract space without any movement at all.
Jing Jingying said: "Xi'er, Ah Ting is just sleeping normally! Even if this incident doesn't happen, he will quickly fall into a deep sleep in order to improve his strength quickly."
Mu Qianxi nodded and said: "Yeah! Then I look forward to the next time Ah Ting wakes up and becomes stronger and shows off his power!"
Mu Fengling came to Mu Qianxi's side, and he said to Mu Qianxi: "From now on, for such a trivial matter, my second uncle will be here! How can my Xi'er hug that kid!"
If they were just ordinary contractors, that would be fine. They were eternal artifacts. They themselves were artifacts that were superior to gods. Their incarnations were not much different from humans.
Regardless of whether it is an eternal artifact or something else, Xi'er is a creature of the opposite sex that needs to be guarded against, and deep down, she doesn't want them to get too close.
"Second uncle is not surprised at all?" Mu Qianxi felt strange.
The second uncle's focus is different from other people's.
"For the second uncle, the most precious thing is not some heaven-defying artifact, but Xi'er. It was Xi'er's chance that Xi'er was able to contract the Eternal Pavilion. However, the second uncle is under a lot of pressure now. I'm afraid there is a spiritual master.
The strength is not enough."
There are so many people who covet the eternal artifact, and being a powerful person at the spiritual level is not the upper limit!
Mu Qianxi said: "I will work hard with my second uncle."
Today, there is no one alive in Linyue Sect, and the entire four-star sect is in ruins. However, the barrier of the curse master clan has disappeared, and they left quickly.
"Master!" Leng Ningzhi said in surprise.
"Since you're not dead, I'll leave first." Qinglong said coldly, and then ordered them to retreat.
Their subordinates were also helpless. After leaving, they said: "I said boss! Miss Mu will come after a narrow escape, but you don't know how to care about her!"
"Who are those people? The power is so terrifying, I feel like the whole east is going to be destroyed. At that time, boss, you were also worried, why is Miss Mu so nice but you are so cold."
"..."
They persuaded each other, and then Qinglong said coldly: "It seems that you want to practice more when you go back, very good!"
He didn't know why he was walking so fast, but he felt that if he didn't walk faster, the woman would set some kind of trap for him, such as asking him to recognize her, and he would not be able to control himself and agree to her.
