1.392 If you don't die, you will make up for it
"I'm not dead. It's hard enough!" Qiao Mu snorted coldly, and a Xuan Fu array appeared around him.
The Xuan Fu Array can gather all the Xuan power around the valley to the greatest extent and continuously replenish it into its own body.
This is really useful in battle! It's just that the Xuanxuan Rune Array made by this intermediate yellow fu can not support much time, and it is only a quarter of an hour.
At this time, an endless stream of Xuan Li was filling the emptiness of Xuan Li after Qiao Mu's blow.
Seeing that the little guy was surrounded by his body, the mysterious power gathered again, and the robe swelled up, and everyone opened their eyes with their eyes open.
The two disciples of Qixia Valley couldn't wait to faint immediately: Oh my God! Where did this ruthless little demon come from, others used a defensive cover to resist half of that attack, and at this time, they thought that others were not dead, and they wanted to do it again, right?
The disciples of Qixia Valley had already scolded the two ghost sect disciples in their hearts!
If it weren't for the female disciple of the Ghost Sect who suddenly made a move on someone else, where would there be so much right and wrong! This is really, which makes the disciple of Qixia Valley angry and depressed.
This incident happened in their own valley, even if the master did not blame it, but after all, they were derelict in their duties, they failed to satisfy the guests who came, and even fought hard!
Turdi –
"Stop!" a dull middle-aged man's voice rang out.
The two chief disciples of Qixia Valley almost cried with joy, "Master!"
Stop? Why is it so annoying?
"Long-winded!" Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed, the Xuan Li had been filled to a critical juncture, and the ring ruler in his hand once again emitted a jet-black light, ready to go.
This time, see if you're still dead?
"Lord Murong Feng, this little girl, please be merciful!" A person who came in a hurry, Huo Di moved to Murong Jing and Qiao Mu's side, and saluted with his fists.
"In Xiaqi Xiagu Valley Valley, Luo Jinyang. I've seen three peak masters!" Lord Luo Gu hurriedly saluted Murong Yun and the others, with a faint smile on his elegant face, "Please also look at the face of the Lord of the Valley, stop first, okay?"
"What's going on. At this time, the leader of the Ghost Gate this time, the elder Ghost Butong heard the sound and quickly rushed over with thirty disciples.
As soon as he saw Qiu An's tragic image lying on the ground, Ghost Butong immediately shouted angrily, "Who did it?"
Although he was shouting angrily in his mouth, a pair of angry eyes were nailed to the face of the small facial paralysis, and he knew that this girl hanging in the air, holding a black mysterious weapon, must be the culprit.
"You're blind!" said coldly, with a sharp intent in his eyes.
The ghost was furious in his heart, and stretched out his hand to point at Qiao Mu, "You kid, you are too bold and reckless!"
"Don't point your finger at my apprentice for me!What the hell, you go up and ask your own disciple!" Murong Wei was furious.
"Lord Murong Peak, Elder Ghost, please calm your anger, please calm your anger!!" The valley lord of Qixia Valley hurriedly calmed the anger of the two as if he was fighting a fire, and said vigorously, "Two, if you have something to say, say it well! Let's find out what happened first." ”
"Yo! I didn't expect this to be quite lively! The ghost gate is all out, what are you going to do? Do you want to play the game in advance?" A faint laugh came from the Langfang in the distance.
I saw a young man in a purple robe and a jade belt, smiling and groaning along the white jade corridor.