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"If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will die!"

The smile on Mu Yin's face disappeared, and after his cold words came out, everyone looked at Hong Rang's fate and couldn't help but take a breath. The horror of this woman was simply unimaginable.

Only those pulse refiners with good soul power, such as Song He and his ilk, could hide the slightest clue, but they couldn't sense it very clearly, and they were filled with horror.

Just a look can make an eighth-level immortal become so embarrassed. Although Hong Rang didn't seem to have suffered any serious internal injuries, the action of sitting down on the ground frightened everyone.

"It seems that this woman is also very proficient in the power of the soul!"

I am afraid that the only person in the field who can understand the reason for this is Yun Xiao. After all, he also has a lot of research on the use of soul power. At that moment, Mu Yin seemed to have used a special soul skill.

But then I thought about it, Mu Yin had already demonstrated his sonic attack before, and the core of the sonic attack requires extremely powerful soul power, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat the enemy with just a few sounds.

Compared to the spectators and Yun Xiao, Han Luoying over there had a hint of surprise and uncertainty in her beautiful eyes. The other party's methods were indeed a bit strange, so strange that she was caught off guard.

Although the words of the woman in black just now made Han Luoying angry, she was quite sophisticated, no less sophisticated than some men, and she did not show it on the surface.

Because she asked herself, even if she did it herself, she couldn't seem to be able to do it so easily. The mysterious power of the soul frightened even her, and she couldn't figure out the details of the woman in black for a while.

"Today we all gathered in the Xilong camp to discuss how to jointly deal with the foreign spirits. The eighth-grade Immortal Lord already has a good fighting power. Wouldn't it be better to save a few more foreign spirits?"

Han Luoying did not look at Hong Rang who had already stood up. She took a deep breath and what she said made sense to everyone's ears.

In any case, the foreign spirits are the biggest enemies of mankind. Now the strong men from the surrounding camps have gathered here just to regain the place where the foreign spirits made sneak attacks before.

The eighth-level immortals are already quite powerful. If you don't count the two geniuses from Lieyang Palace and Moon God Palace, there were only a few eighth-level immortals in this area before.

It's just because Zhang You acted too ruthlessly that no one interceded for him just now. But now the weight of the geniuses in the Moon God Palace is very different. I think there are some people there who will give him some face.

"Haha, when these two guys attacked us just now, why didn't you say anything?"

However, Mu Yin was not so easy to fool. A sneer appeared on her pretty face. As soon as she said this, everyone remembered the conflict just now and secretly thought that this was indeed a fact.

When the two men from the Lingxue Camp suppressed Song He from the Oasis Camp, no one came out to intercede for the Oasis Camp. Now the Oasis Camp has counterattacked strongly and is about to kill people, but you, Han Luoying, have stepped forward to be the peacemaker. This is obviously not enough to convince everyone.

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"So, you don't even give me, Han Luoying, face?"

At this time, Han Luoying's expression finally became extremely gloomy. The other party was so disrespectful. As a genius of the Moon God Palace, she could not just tolerate it. She had never been so angry before.

"How much is your face worth? Why should I give it?"

Mu Yin's tone was also a bit cold. As soon as he said these words, the atmosphere in the venue almost condensed to freezing point, making everyone afraid to take a breath. It seemed that if he breathed heavier, he would become the fuse of the war.

One of the two women in the field was wearing a black skirt, and the other was wearing a fluttering white dress. Just looking at the two colors, they were tit for tat, and the auras emanating from the two of them had already reached a tense situation.

Crunch!

Just when the war was about to break out, a strange sound came into everyone's ears, causing everyone to subconsciously look in the direction of the sound.

At this glance, the expressions on each face are different.

I saw that the door of the main hall, which had not been opened, was opened at this delicate moment, as if the cold atmosphere in the place was instantly diluted. Even Mu Yin was staring at the door of the main hall with interest.

Door.

Under the gaze of everyone, two figures walked out of the hall. One of them was familiar to everyone. That was the original strongest man in the Xilong camp: Cheng Buran!

It's just that at this moment, this powerful eighth-level Immortal Lord was one position behind, and everyone's eyes only stayed on him for a moment before falling on the young figure in front of him.

This person has a slender figure, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and is quite handsome. Looking at the appearance alone, he is similar to the two black and white women over there. They are both existences that make people feel ashamed at a glance.

It seemed that as soon as this person came out, he blocked everyone's light. There was only such a figure left in the entire Xilong camp. Invisible pressure poured down, and many people lowered their heads subconsciously.

"Is that guy Li Tomuling?"

Yun Xiao's soul power was powerful, but he was not affected by it. He murmured in his mouth, and then he saw the slender Lieyang Palace genius looking at him.

"As expected, he is indeed the eldest disciple of the Heavenly King of the Yin Palace. In addition to the inherent blazing heat of the Lieyang Palace, he also has a strange cold aura!"

Yun Xiao himself is a co-cultivator of various attributes. At this moment, after looking at each other with Li Tomuling, the genius of Lieyang Palace, he sensed some clues and felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.

"I'm really sorry. I was delayed on something just now. I didn't expect that there would be such a big misunderstanding. It was Mr. Li who didn't think well. Please forgive me!"

Li Tomuling's eyes only stayed on Yun Xiao for a moment, then glanced at Mu Yin and Han Luoying, and finally clasped his hands and said these words.

Just these words, although I don't know whether they are sincere or false, instantly give people an excellent impression.

It seems that this genius who came out of Lieyang Palace is very different from those geniuses with their nostrils pointing to the sky.

At least the demeanor of Li Tomb Ling in front of him overshadowed Mu Yin who had trampled Zhang You under his feet before, and Han Luoying who was on tenterhooks as soon as he arrived, making Fan Yuan and others subconsciously feel good about him.

"Miss, can you give Li a face and put aside your personal grudges for the time being, and wait until the counterattack against the alien spirit is successful this time before settling the matter?"

Li Tomb Ling finally focused his attention on the woman in black. His words were so well-spoken that people suddenly thought that if the woman in black didn't let Zhang You go, she would have ruined the plan to counterattack the alien spirits.

Feel.

"Haha, since Young Master Li has come forward, Mu Yin should give him some face!"

Mu Yin stared at Li Tomb Ling for a long time, and finally smiled sweetly. However, hearing the self-proclaimed voice in his mouth, the genius of Lieyang Palace was shocked for no reason, and he always felt a little awkward.

Because there is a special genius in Lieyang Palace named Mu Qianyin, and his status in Lieyang Palace is not much worse than that of Nangong Dao, the direct descendant of that palace master.

There is only one word difference between the two, and they are both good at sonic attacks. If their appearance had not been completely different, Li Tomb Ling might have immediately identified this person as the mysterious female genius from Lieyang Palace.

However, at this moment, since the other party was so understanding, Li Tomb Ling would naturally not make any extra trouble. He thought that he had given enough sincerity to a strong man who could easily deal with the Eighth-Rank Immortal.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. Since this guy has made a move, he must leave something behind!"

When Mu Yin let go of the soles of his feet and Zhang You breathed a sigh of relief, everyone heard such a sound again, and then they saw the woman in black stretch out her hand.

call……

The waistband around Zhang You's waist automatically peeled off and instantly fell into the hands of the woman in black. The face of the eighth-level immortal who had just stood up turned as black as ashes on the bottom of a pot.

"Lord Tomb Age..."

Now, even if he borrowed Zhang You's courage, he would not dare to say rude words to the woman in black, so he directly turned his attention to the genius of Lieyang Palace, hoping that the other party could help him get his money back.

You must know that what is contained in this waistband is all Zhang You's savings over the years. Over the years, he has not only hunted countless supernatural beings, but also killed many human cultivators, and has gained a lot.

Unexpectedly, just for a visit to Xilong Camp, he would suffer such a big loss. Now that he had to lose even his own income, Zhang You naturally felt extremely unwilling.

Thinking of some potential things, Zhang You thought that Li Tomuling might not stand up for him, but the next moment, he couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed.

"You are blind, who can blame you? Let this incident teach you a lesson!"

Li Tomuling glanced at Zhang You indifferently. After saying this, everyone understood that he had no intention of asking for Zhang You's money back, which also made Mu Yin's eyes become a little playful.

At this point, Zhang You knew that his wife would definitely never come back, and the only thing he could do was to have his teeth knocked out and his blood swallowed. He was able to escape unscathed. Although he had a splitting headache, it was still a blessing among misfortunes.

"Save...save..."

Just when everyone was sighing in their hearts, a somewhat breathless voice suddenly came from somewhere. When everyone turned their eyes, they saw a certain figure squirming on the ground.

"Huan Jin!"

At this glance, everyone finally remembered this seventh-grade immortal. Unexpectedly, Huan Jin, who had been poisoned for so long, was not dead yet. Now it seems that he can save his life like Zhang You.

After all, he was also a powerful seventh-level immortal. As the master of this place, Li Tomuling had no reason to let Huan Jin be poisoned after saving Zhang You. For him, this was just a piece of cake.

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