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3571 The conspiracy between Chu Moli and Li Weiyan III

It was obvious that the person in front of me was just a girl in her early twenties.

Moreover, his cultivation level has not even reached the peak of Golden Immortal.

But look at the seven transparent long swords that emit different lights.

Listen to the sound of the piano echoing in the house.

A few people in Tiansi felt a sense of being suppressed for no reason.

His eyes darkened, and he slowly took a step forward: "Miss Jun is so ignorant, it is really difficult for me to handle!"

The powerful pressure was suddenly released, making Muyan's face turn pale.

His internal organs were tumbling, and he almost vomited blood.

Under this pressure, the Tianmo Qin made a series of chaotic sounds.

No longer able to provide effective assistance as usual.

At this moment, Muyan felt like she was an ant poured out by Tiansi.

Facing the absolute power and level crushing, there is no resistance at all.

The arms of the long-handed people are more than twice as long as ordinary people's hands.

Tiansi didn't do anything, he just slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed Muyan.

The Qijue Sword flew out and tried to block it.

But the moment he touched the long hand, he was shot down.

Seeing that the withered palm was about to cover Muyan's palm.

Sudden--

Bang--!

Tiansi felt a sharp pain in his back, followed by an icy cold energy pouring into his body.

puff--!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, trying to use his immortal power to stabilize the rioting inner energy.

But he felt bursts of tearing pain in his internal organs.

And a black line began to appear on the dry palm.

It spread all the way up his arms, and in just a few breaths, it was close to his heart.

"Miss Jun, are you okay?"

Muyan didn't realize what happened yet.

When she saw a kind old man saluting her respectfully and confirming that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Muyan was confused: "Who are you?"

"I, Chang Ying, am the elder of Jiyu."

Chang Lao's brows were gentle as he looked Muyan up and down, the admiration and closeness in his eyes almost overflowing, "I have been hearing about you from your Majesty and my young master, and today I finally have the honor to see you in person."

"Chang Ying, why are you here?!"

Before Muyan had time to digest the twists and turns and Chang Lao's identity, she heard Tiansi's unbelievable roar coming from behind her.

Chang Lao turned to look at him and said unhappily: "You can come, why can't we come? If you don't come, will you be allowed to take away my noble Holy Queen?"

While he was talking, all the men brought by Tiansi had fallen to the ground, and they didn't know who they were.

Moreover, their faces were all covered with black air and their lips were blue and blue.

It was obvious that he was poisoned.

Tiansi's face became twisted and ferocious: "This is impossible. If you came to the floating island through the Universe Mirror, there is no way we wouldn't know about it."

Chang Lao stroked his beard and sneered: "Who said we came through the Universe Mirror?"

"Then how can you come to the floating island without any damage..."

Tiansi's questioning voice suddenly stopped.

Horrified eyes slowly turned to the door.

There, Chu Moli, who was pale and gentle, like a frail scholar, was slowly entering the room with Qin Jiu's push.

Tiansi's eyes suddenly widened: "Is it you? You used the [Wan Lun Curse] to teleport them here? Why?!"

Chu Moli said calmly: "It's not easy for me to cast a [Ten Thousand Wheels Curse]. It's only used to teleport a few of you. Isn't it a loss?"
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