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After Yan Bolan paused, as if he had heard a big joke, he couldn't help but sneer: "You robbed the beloved disciple of the palace, killed the beloved daughter of the palace, and bit off the ear of the palace, so that the palace still wants to live with a smile and generosity in the cultivation world?"

Mu poured a chuckle when he heard this: "Haven't you forgotten the palace master, if Xian'er was chopped to death by you with one palm, this memory is really bad!"

Wanyan Bolan adjusted his breath slightly, lest he be angry and vomited blood on the spot, and said fiercely: "What did you say?"

Mu poured cold eyes at each other, and said indifferently: "If you say it, it's death, and if you don't say it, it's death, why does this girl want to tell you about this shameless and despicable person?"

Wanyan Bolan was almost angry, he gritted his teeth slightly and said: "As long as you hand over all the palace, you can save your life!

As for whether to let it go or not, it's not up to him to torture or not?

Mu poured out his evil feelings and raised his arc, and said coldly: "You only said that you would spare my life, but you didn't say that you would let me go, it should really be a good anagram!"

She didn't want to compromise, but she just wanted to distract the other party's attention and seek a way to escape, the aura was suppressed, and the divine consciousness was closed because she completely cut off contact with the phoenix, not to mention that it was like a little phoenix asking for help, and she couldn't even ask for what Tianlu to heal.

Now that there is no aura to maintain it, the wound is bleeding more and more, and the pain all over the body is as if it has been crushed.

The absolute suppression of cultivation is really not a joke.

Just now, when she was held to her throat, she didn't have any aura, just like a mortal.

She had heard that reaching the Martial Spirit Saint, as long as there was skin contact, she could stifle the other party's cultivation, and the aura would be absolutely crushed against the sky.

After all, the Martial Spirit Saint is the realm that is about to embark on the path of cultivating immortals in half a step.

Therefore, it can be concluded that this Wanyan Bolan has reached the realm of Martial Spirit Saint.

There was very little chance that she would be able to escape, unless the half-immortal old man who had reached such a level of cultivation in her impression came to her.

But the half-immortal old man followed her to the Qinglong Gate and then retreated for many years, seeking to break through the last threshold, if it is broken, it may leave the cultivation world, if it is broken, then I am afraid that there is no possibility of stepping into the immortal cultivation world in this life.

So at such a critical moment, how could she come to the rescue without notice.

The odds of her escaping now are slim.

Even if her master came, she wouldn't be able to fight the palace master of the Nine Xuan Palace.

Her master arrived because of the ancient unilateral has also reached the realm of martial spirit saints, but she is obsessed with alchemy, and she is not good at martial arts, let alone fighting.

This is also the disadvantage of the alchemist, even if he is slightly lower than his cultivation, he may be crushed.

Now there is really no other way, unless God really loves her!

But it was worth it to be able to rescue Situ Moran.

Looking back, she has only been here for a few years, and it is really ten million times more wonderful than her previous life.

Although she lived in the bloody wind and rain in her previous life, her life was very monotonous except for killing, and now she has only been here for a few years, and she has family affection and lovers, and there are many precious things that she has never had.

Let her cold and lonely heart rise with blood, so that her whole person is no longer a machine that only knows how to kill.

In her previous life, she was just a killing machine, a rotten life, and she didn't blame the pair of dog men and women in her heart, it was they who gave her the opportunity to come to the other world and live from a lifetime.

And there is some conjecture, after all, the man named Forget Worries of the ancient gods and the fall of the underworld are too imaginative, and she is involved in the chaos of the main god and his goddess who are probably the masters of heaven and earth.

I never thought that there was such a powerless time, if I really died today, I am afraid that the most sorry thing is the goddess who disappeared from the world in order to save her.

But if she can get out alive, I'm afraid I'll be sorry, after all, the man she likes can't be sure if it's Situ Moran.

Because the man is also very similar to Mo Ran.

And she thought that Situ Moran would marry someone else, thinking that even if she couldn't deliver her sincerity, she would complete the entrustment of the goddess, find her sweetheart, and be kind to that person in this life, even if the most precious one may not be delivered in this life, it can be regarded as an explanation to the goddess.

never thought that Situ Moran was held hostage because she went mad, and her heart was uncontrollably determined to come to save him and find him.

Even if she gives her life, she is now willing.

After all, the warmest thing about coming to this continent is his existence.

Mu Qianqing has begun to look back on the bits and pieces of the other world in the past few years, it is not that she gave up, it is not that she is willing to die, even if there is a chance to live, she will never miss it.

However, under the absolute suppression of cultivation, she really felt as weak as an ant, and realized that it was not so easy to want to die.

"You~~!" After Yan Bolan's chest was scorched, his five internal knots were scorched, as if he was about to explode.

This girl is too alert to let her lead the way.

He said with a deep look in his eyes: "The patience of this palace is limited, and now you have a great forgiveness for giving a way to live, if you are chirping crookedly, then let you taste the soul refining tower of this palace, and this palace will not believe you if you don't say it." ”

The words fell from the phantom in the right palm, more and more clear, a palm-sized pagoda, rotating on it, as if dancing on the fingertips, the tower hung wind chimes around, with the crisp sound of turning is very pleasant.

But this pleasant ferocity is probably something that no one can bear.

Although the Soul Refining Tower is not an evil thing or an artifact, it is not inferior to ordinary magic weapons, and has huge lethality, but can you withstand the burning of the soul?

When a person is sucked into the tower, the cyan flames in the tower will not burn any of your blood, but will only burn your soul through your body, burning it little by little, until forty-nine days later, the soul will be burned to nothing, and the person will really become a walking corpse.

Without a soul, the body function is still there, and it is a puppet with flesh and blood.

Mu looked at the Soul Devouring Tower spinning in his palm, and the pupils in his eyes shrank.

Even in the face of death, she can not change her face, but for such a magic weapon that is specifically a soul nemesis, even if she can endure it, her soul will involuntarily shrink.

It was a natural reaction to feel the danger and death.

After Yan Bolan took a step by step, he raised an evil arc and said, "How? Do you happily hand over all the things you get from the secret realm, or do you want to say it after tasting the power of this magic weapon?"

The Soul Refining Tower hovered overhead, and the disgusting, sinister face grew more and more proud.

Mu's clear eyes flowed calmly, she bloomed with a bewitching white arc, and said lightly: "Come on! ”

Wan Yanbo's blue eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then said viciously: "If it is really stubborn, then this palace will let you taste the pain of killing souls!"

Mu Qingqing's eyes widened, clear and indifferent, and said coldly: "Come on!"

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