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"It's really funny, they are already poor and scum, and the Lancang faction is still putting up a stinky shelf!"

The two of them were talking happily to themselves, not noticing that the female doll above their heads had opened their eyes at some point, not sad or happy, as if everything that was happening below had nothing to do with her.

Chang Su Zhenren sensed it, and immediately raised his head and looked at it hesitantly, a little unbearable - the child was just a six or seven-year-old doll, but he had to stay on the firecracker (underground palace) that was about to be lit, and he was doing evil.

The Refining Weapon Sect just snorted disdainfully, all kinds of magic weapons and puppets were ready to go, and they would rush up at any time.

The heart of the girl who looked down through the water mirror of the nine-story palace sank, but she had a plan.

The strength of the Refining Weapon Sect is unfathomable, even if she has already stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, she will reach the out-of-body stage, even if she breaks through to the qi induction stage when she lands here,

The many natal powers she took on her body couldn't play any role, and she could only be slaughtered by others.

Ever since she had been brought into this mountain by the monks, she had a feeling that she had been here since she was born, and that she had not been brought up from below the mountain like anyone else.

Their own cultivation methods are very different from theirs, honing the so-called natal supernatural powers.

The five-color true element method is also very different from the fundamental ** of the Lancang faction.

Last time, what the Refining Weapon Sect wanted was their own skin, but they didn't expect that they wanted their own spiritual sense, become a machine spirit, and be trapped in a small space for the rest of their lives, and never have a reason to be free, if it wasn't for Zong Ying to save her, maybe now she would have turned into a cold magic weapon or a spiritual weapon.

If it is a tool spirit, she is unwilling to be angry in her heart, and she will definitely sacrifice the sword with blood, and they will inevitably become the first sacrifice of the immortal weapon.

Chu Lan didn't want the Lancang faction to cause trouble.

Such a good sect should not fall to the point of being attacked by a group!

There was tension below, Chu Lan secretly opened his eyes and glanced at it, the flames in his eyes were like blood, churning endlessly, and a sword in the middle of the sword trembled, and two completely different forces had been washing over its body, gradually polishing it.