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He was punched back by Mo Lian's phantom before, and flew out in an instant, even his heart was damaged.
But at this moment, he was extremely lucky. If he hadn't been a step too late, he might have ended up like the two weaker level 15 great mystic masters, killed at the same time by the indiscriminate group attack of the Tianji Hundred Treasure Map.
Now!
Hong Jinchuan smiled viciously and glanced disdainfully at the tree that fell to the ground, unable to move even half a inch.
"Damn girl, I'll give you one last chance." Hong Jinchuan forced out each word through his teeth, "Tell me the whereabouts of the holy water and spare your life."
"Hong Jinchuan, you can take the holy water. But the Tianji Hundred Treasures Map is mine!" Suddenly, one of the three Great Mystic Masters rushed toward the Tianji Hundred Treasures Map and grabbed the piece of paper with one hand. .
"Fart!" Hong Jinchuan waved his palm forcefully, "I am the chief steward responsible for all matters in the lower star field, how can you argue with me."
The middle-aged man who was competing for the Tianji Hundred Treasure Map retracted his hand angrily and glared at Hong Jinchuan with an angry expression, "Everyone is equal before the treasure, so be it, but it depends on who among us can make the first move." If you take it, then it belongs to you. No one else can say anything."
Qiao Mu was lying in the cold snow, her plain clothes dyed with blood.
On it, there is the blood of her fellow sects, her own blood, and even more, the blood of her enemies
She only felt exhausted all over her body. She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the black sky indifferently. Several people were arguing in her ears, but she actually didn't listen to a word.
"You stinky girl, don't pretend to be dead!" Hong Jinchuan became angry and punched her with a mysterious punch.
Just as she was about to fall on Qiao Mu, something rushed towards her and pressed on her body. The whole thing was smashed into seven or eight pieces by the punch.
Qiao Mu hugged the round and slippery head in a daze, and groped with his little hands on the snow beside him, trying to pick up the scattered hands and feet around him.
Her big baby was completely cracked.
The idiot who was silly and noisy all day long and would crawl over to her every now and then and say, "My little master, you are so beautiful today" no longer exists.
That weak chicken has been besieged until now, and I don¡¯t know if he is also dead.
They stayed up all night and still haven¡¯t made any sound. They are probably dead
¡°Well, everyone is dead.
The talismans on his body have all been used up, his profound strength is running low, and his profound knowledge is on the verge of being overdrawn.
She has already
There is nothing left!
She seemed to be the only one left on the entire snowy peak.
It was so quiet that my chest felt tight, my eyes were sore, and I could no longer shed a single tear.
Maybe she will die soon
But, is she willing to die like this?
She is not willing to give in! Not willing to give in! Not willing to give in!
The whole abyss of consciousness seemed to be torn apart. She only felt this terrible pain. It was so painful that she wanted to roll back and forth on the ground to kill the mental pain.
She hates, she hates these hateful, greedy villains, she hates even more, she hates herself even more, she hates her own incompetence
"Chirp!" The little white squirrel kept nudging beside her neck, its black eyes filled with pitiful tears.
pain¡¡
It was as if someone was using a machete to chop Shiyuan, and the pain made her tremble all over.