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Mo Kongjing, whose face was very ugly, gritted his teeth, and finally grabbed Mu Yanran's hand and chose to stay close to the center of the battlefield.

This is a pure game, there is no splendid spiritual power strife, no colorful spiritual power fluctuations, a pure and pure battle that only relies on one's own body to conquer the opponent.

Approaching the battlefield in horror, I don't know what Ning Keqin and the Nine Heavens Xuannu think of these two mortals. Even if they knew that they would not be able to participate in such a battle, but nothing could compare to the instinct to survive!

It was only after approaching the battlefield that Mo Kongjing was able to see clearly that in this game, Ning Keqin had always been at a disadvantage.

Seriously injured, this ghost place still restricts the spiritual power in the body, and no matter how powerful a monk is, he is no different from a mortal.

But the Nine Heavens Xuannu is different, she comes from a myth, a legendary myth, she just casually played with the two pieces of jade in her hand with one hand, and unconsciously danced the jade bone fan with the other hand to resolve Ning Keqin's attack.

This is a battle without suspense, but the Nine Heavens Xuannu is not in a hurry to end, and a pair of eyes look Ning Keqin herself up and down with interest.

Until the anger in the other party's eyes could no longer be hidden, the suddenly larger puppet burst through the sky with a deafening sound, and there were bursts of sound in his ears.

The powerful force shattered the jade bone fan, and a trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, but soon, Ning Keqin never gave her a chance to react, and a pair of jade hands danced at a dazzling speed.

The puppet moved quickly to attack with Ning Keqin's movements, and all the dead corners were closed in all directions, at this moment, the Nine Heavens Xuannu had no way to avoid it, and there was only the choice of fighting with the puppet head-on.

At this time, the Nine Heavens Xuannu's eyes on Ning Keqin had changed, and there was a bit of appreciation in it.

But Ning Keqin was different, and those dark eyes mixed with anger were like the most vicious evil ghosts crawling out of the depths of hell.

She just stared at the man with a pair of dark eyes, and her eyes were so cold. At least in Mo Kongjing's opinion, those angry eyes were mixed with endless cold eyes, and she didn't even dare to look directly, as if if she looked at it more, she would fall into the endless ice cave, cold to the bone.

"Worthy of the person chosen by this Xuannu, powerful, wise, and indifferent, you will be my most perfect masterpiece."

There was a bit of confusion in the beautiful eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, although it was only a brief moment, but everyone present really saw it.

Her hands and feet were cold for a while, and Mo Kongjing couldn't help but shiver, seeing the crazy appearance of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, she couldn't help but shake her shoulders and keep rubbing her shoulders and retreating.

Crazy, really a complete lunatic!

"Crazy, it's really a madman......" kept retreating, Mo Kongjing took Mu Yanran's hand and kept retreating, at this moment, she even felt that even if she fell into the storm of nine deaths behind her, it was much easier than facing the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu has never really put people in her eyes, and she has never put anyone on an equal footing with her!

In other words, she really sees mortals as ants, and Ning Keqin, as she thinks, is the most powerful of the ants, and can become a meaningful artifact in her hands.

Think of people as ants, or even as objects. The innate definition already shows that in the eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, they are just a group of powerless ants! So, will the Nine Heavens Xuannu make an equivalent deal with the ants? The answer, of course, is no!

In the face of the madness of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Ning Keqin turned a deaf ear, and Mo Kongjing even began to wonder if the current Ning Keqin could hear what the other party was saying, the injuries on her body were too bad.

The wound that had been treated just now had blood oozing out, stained red with white bandages, and the boss with those eyes open, no emotion in his dark eyes, staring at the person in front of him, as if there was nothing else in Ning Qin's mind except to defeat the other party.

Just when the Nine Heavens Xuannu and Ning Keqin were playing, the storm finally arrived!

The strong storm tore at his body, the skin on his face was torn and shook out, his brain 'boomed' and he couldn't think, in the crisis, Mo Kongjing only remembered to firmly grasp the hand of the person behind him.

Wandering away in the storm was a terrible thing, and where spiritual power could not be used, those boulders were even as huge as mounds, which were fatal to them.

After taking two difficult steps along the trajectory of the storm, in the end, Mo Kongjing had to give up this fearless struggle.

I can't take half a step at all.

A pair of eyes were blown red by the storm, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, Mo Kongjing was ruthless, and dragged Mu Yanran back with all her strength, and in the storm, she clutched a rock as big as a hill.

The five fingers were deeply embedded in the stone, and the surface of the stone and the cracks between the nails were all bright red liquid, Mo Kongjing didn't realize it, just grabbed the rock with one hand, dragged Mu Yanran with the other, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to tear with the wanton roaring storm in his hands.

Suddenly threw Mu Yanran's body onto the rock, and when she let go of her hand, she immediately pulled out the saber at her waist and stuck it in the rock, dragging Mu Yanran's hand to the hilt of the sword at a lightning speed, signaling her to hold it tightly.

After doing this series of things, Mo Kongjing's whole person seemed to be in prostration, and one hand firmly grasped the edge of the rock and hung the whole person under the rock. Her face was pale with fright, Mu Yanran was even trembling with her hands, and the only thing she remembered in her consciousness was to firmly grasp the hilt of the sword under her hand.

The Water Moon Sword was inserted very deep into the rock, and almost the entire sword body was sunk except for the hilt, and the hilt was full of blood, stinging the red of the eyes.

Letting the storm be arrogant and wanton, the long sword did not move, both hands firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, the wind blew the hair messily and obstructed the vision, Mu Yanran tried to open her mouth wide and wanted to say something, but the wind blew her voice away. In the end, she gave up verbal communication and tried to stretch out a hand to pull Mo Kongjing up.

However, at this time, Mo Kongjing only glanced at Mu Yanran in a hurry, and then moved his attention to the two figures that were not moving in the storm.

The huge body of the puppet is the most prominent in the storm, but the whole person of the Nine Heavens Xuannu is in a very mysterious state, the red clothes and belts dance with the wind, this storm is not a disaster for her, but a dazzling stage!

In the end, in Mu Yanran's panicked eyes, Mo Kongjing let go of that hand, and the whole person was swept away by the storm like a butterfly with folded wings.

(To be continued.) )