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1690 No one wants to touch our nephew three

Li Zupeng suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "By the way, Jun Muyan, Jun Muyan has a piano in his hand. That piano is more powerful than a divine instrument. I, I can't drive it at all."

"A piano?"

"More powerful than a divine weapon?"

Li Zupeng nodded frantically, "Yes! I dare to guarantee it with my life. That piano can fire thousands of swords, and it can instantly increase a person's combat effectiveness, and it can also reduce a person's combat effectiveness. Moreover, it can also weave a sound wall with the sound of the piano, then

Not only can the sound wall withstand the attacks of Nascent Soul cultivators, it can also rebound attacks!"

At this moment, the expressions of Gu Youchong and An Guilan changed.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It's absolutely true!!" Li Zupeng said loudly, "Senior, think about it, even if it is a divine weapon, it is impossible for me, a Nascent Soul stage monk, to be completely unable to control it."

If even a Nascent Soul Stage monk cannot control the extremely powerful Qin, it can only be a magic weapon of a higher level than a divine weapon.

Gu Youchong and An Guilan both looked at the Xiaoyaomen people, with a little bit of heat in their eyes.

Although I don't have any hope for the magic weapon from the Cultivation Continent, if it is really a treasure above the level of a divine weapon.

It is also a good harvest for them.

Gu You rushed to the Xiaoyaomen and said arrogantly: "Hand over the piano, I can make your death a little easier!"

The old man in front of him obviously only spoke in the most ordinary tone, and there was no strong pressure erupting from him.

But everyone in Xiaoyao Sect still had solemn faces and stiff bodies.

There was even sweat dripping down from my forehead unconsciously.

The only one who was completely unaware of Gu Youchong's invisible coercion was Xiaobao.

"The piano belongs to my mother! No one can steal it!" A cold little voice sounded without fear.

Gu Youchong couldn't help but look over in surprise.

Although he did not deliberately exude murderous intent just now, the invisible coercion and crushing cultivation level left these ants in the Cultivation Continent with no room for resistance. At this time, it was difficult for them to even stand.

But this little kid who is only five years old is completely unaware of his pressure? How is this possible?

However, at this glance, Gu Youchong's eyes nearly popped out, "This is a divine weapon, no! It's a divine king's weapon, no no! It's a higher level than a divine king's weapon. What kind of sword is this!"

!”

He suddenly turned his head and looked at An Guilan, both seeing the excitement in their eyes.

Let’s not talk about the piano mentioned by Li Zupeng.

Just the sword in this little kid's hand and the magical aura exuding from his body are already rare treasures even in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

This time the two of them came to Cultivation Continent to look for medicine, and they found the right one.

An Guilan smiled and said: "Old man, it seems that we have to stay in this Cultivation Continent for two more days."

Gu Youchong casually threw the "Liu Ruoxuan" he was holding in his hand to the child behind him: "You should take the medicine to report to the sect master first. Just say that Guilan and I have some matters to deal with in the Cultivation Continent."

The two children were their confidants, so they naturally had no objections after hearing this, and directly lifted up Liu Ruoxuan and disappeared into the sky.

Gu Youchong looked at the evil-proofing sword in Xiaobao's hand, and said slowly: "Little baby, if you obediently hand over the sword in your hand, how about grandpa leaving your whole body?"
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