"Damn!" Chixiao's brows condensed into a ball, his face was gloomy as water, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said indignantly, "It's okay if this madman doesn't want to die, it's a good thing to ruin this seat!" ”

In the main hall, in addition to him, it was the centaur general, and at this time, the centaur general also looked at Chixiao on the throne with a solemn face, and then turned his gaze in a direction, as if through the palace, through the layers of chaotic airflow, saw a huge semicircular light curtain.

Unconsciously, his brows became tighter and tighter.

After a while, Chixiao slowly calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that this matter must be reported to the clan." ”

In the Cangyu Continent, several Cat-Eared Clans and Centaur Clans scattered all over the country looked at the sky in unison, and their faces became extremely ugly.

The sky didn't look out of the ordinary, it was still blue sky and white clouds, and the scorching sun was in the sky.

However, the color of the sky seems to be a little bluer, and it is impossible for ordinary people to notice it if they do not pay attention to it.

But they were different, because at this moment now, they had completely lost contact with their superiors in the Sea of Chaos.

This situation immediately frightened their hearts, because they understood what was happening.

I and the others are already trapped on this low-level continent!

The power that can cut them off from the Chaos Sea is irresistible to them!

Not only did these foreigners feel the abnormality of the continent, but the white-robed old man Ling Yun Immortal Venerable and the thin old man Red Blood Demon Monarch who were in the Void Spirit Mirror all changed their faces and exclaimed at the same time. Then the two glanced at each other, and they both disappeared in place.

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In the continuous iceberg, Ge Qiu finally withdrew his hand, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth slowly overflowed a little red, but in a moment, that bit of red slowly expanded, and a shocking red blood line flowed down, gently across his chin, dripping on the white clothes, like a blooming red plum.

Immediately, drops of red were like raindrops, dotted on the white clothes, like red plums blooming one after another.

Ge Qiu seemed to have lost all his strength, and with a shake of his upper body, he lay on his back in the snow.

The corners of his mouth were still bleeding, but on his pale face, there was a light smile of relief.

"Lord Ge Qiu, why are you doing this?" Above the snowy mountain, the space fluctuated, and two old figures appeared.

It was the white-robed old man and the thin old man, both of whom looked at Ge Qiu, who was lying on the ground with a messy breath, with melancholy eyes.

The snow was flying, and the snowflakes seemed to add to the chaos, a little cold, slowly removing the remnants of his body.

"I owe her all this, hehe......" Speaking of this, Ge Qiu smiled miserably, couldn't help coughing up another mouthful of blood, and his voice was a little weak, "Finally...... I paid her back, and there were a lot of them, but ...... Maybe it's not going to be able to ......."

"Don't say it, sir." The white-robed old man stepped forward a few steps, his eyebrows were anxious, and his fingers quickly touched Ge Qiu's body, and the originally messy aura on Ge Qiu's body calmed down.

"When that senior left, he asked me to protect this continent, this time...... It's a win-win-win- Ge Qiu's eyelids trembled, and in the end, he couldn't support the tiredness like a tide, and slowly lost consciousness.

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Gong Moyi suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and a sour feeling arose from his heart, and he couldn't help but hold his chest and frowned, what's wrong with him?

"Little beauty, are you feeling unwell?" Meng Yuze looked at Gong Moyi with some concern.

"It's fine." Gong Moyi waved his hand, could it be his own delusion?

The feeling just now only appeared for a moment, and then it returned to normal.

Meng Yuze shook his head a little strangely, didn't say anything, just followed Gong Moyi and the hundreds of people behind him, and entered Ziling City.

In the following days, Meng Yuze was still arranged by the sect to have an elder-level residence, this palace is not unexpected, first of all, Meng Yuze, as a monk in the Yudan period, this kind of treatment is also very normal, not to mention that Meng Yuze is still Mo Shaoling's junior brother.

Gong Moyi began to plan about the natal magic weapon, but it was still quite difficult to find the magic weapon he wanted.

Not to mention that Gong Moyi is still a very picky person about weapons.

To say that among Gong Moyi's savings rings, there are actually many magic weapons, but many of them are not suitable for her use.

However, she has already married Dan, and it is still necessary to get a suitable weapon, so she asked Huang Yan to help inquire, and at the same time took out some magic weapons from her savings ring to test the most suitable for herself, although it seems that it is not suitable, but it is better than nothing.

After testing more than a dozen magic weapons in a row, Gong Moyi was not satisfied, but when she saw the flute in her savings ring, her eyes lit up unexpectedly, how could she forget, this is also a magic weapon.

She still remembered the last time she had nothing to do and blew it, she remembered that this magic weapon was actually a magic weapon of the soul attack type, which was very rare, that time in the valley, although she was just building a foundation, her flute still affected the surrounding environment.

Without using any spiritual power, being able to have that kind of effect shows that he is very compatible with this flute.

Gong Mo Yi was overjoyed, and the flute appeared in his hand. Last time, I didn't cultivate enough to use the magic weapon, but this time it was different, and I was already able to refine the magic weapon.

She is still quite curious about the power of this long sheng flute, but she does not plan to refine the long sheng flute into a natal magic weapon, but plans to simply refine this long sheng flute, because she is an ice spirit root, and the best natal magic weapon is still the ice attribute.

She didn't hesitate, first cut her fingertips and dripped her own blood onto the flute of the long flute.

Suddenly, the long sheng flute that had absorbed her blood was full of green light, and then the green light became dimmer and fell silent, and then some connection was felt in Gong Moyi's divine consciousness.

Gong Mo smiled, put the flute to his lips, and with a gentle blow, the crescent-shaped flute flew out of the flute.

Suddenly, the emerald green crescent moon made a crescent-shaped gap in one of the walls, and the place where it was cut was as bright as a mirror, and there was even some reflection.

Gong Moyi was slightly surprised, this flute actually had a physical attack, and the power was not small. Just a little try, it has this kind of power, and it can be regarded as a very good magic weapon.

Thinking that after refining himself, with his soul stronger than others, he should be able to fight with the ordinary Yuan Infant Early and Middle Venerable, but a genius like Mo Shaoling is difficult to say. (To be continued.) )