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5087 Cowardly Six-Star Pagoda Artifact Spirit II

When the Six-Star Tower Artifact Spirit lifted the barrier, he felt so sad that he wanted to cry when he thought that he had made this thing himself.

What was wrong with him at the beginning was that he wanted to covet the luck of the Lord of Six Stars!

The tears he sheds now are all the water that got into his head back then.

Muyan ignored the Six-Star Tower Artifact Spirit and looked at Mo Qingshan.

One side of the regrown arm was covered in blood and flesh, but Muyan held onto the Qijue Sword without hesitation.

As she said before.

The battles on other battlefields have nothing to do with her.

At this moment, her only purpose is to kill Mo Qingshan and end this conspiracy and turmoil that has lasted for thousands of years.

Chu Moli took a step back and made room for the two of them.

The Six-Star Tower Artifact Spirit was beside him, looking at the scene of the battle between the two sides, his face turned pale with fright, and his breathing was trembling.

Too strong!!

Is this the same little girl who was fooled by him a few years ago?!

How long has it been?

She was actually able to compete with the monster Mo Qingshan. No, she completely beat Mo Qingshan to the point where he was unable to fight back.

Whether it was the remaining divine power, the determination to fight, or the power of luck, Muyan had the upper hand.

If it weren't for the fear that the aftermath of the battle between the two would destroy the entire Yanwu Continent, so using the barrier formed by the Holy Hand Zhitian to compress the power of the battle within a few hundred meters, Mo Qingshan might have been defeated faster.

The more the Six Star Tower Artifact Spirit looked at it, the more frightened it became, and the more he looked at it, the more timid he became.

He was so smart before that he thought that Muyan would definitely lose and he would just make a profit and leave.

The Six-Star Tower Artifact Spirit looked at the other big boss next to him, and said with a dry smile: "Lord of Jiuli, the old man's mission has been completed, so what, I...can I leave now?"



At this time, the monks and Fanre, who were protected by the demon army, also looked confused, and they felt like they were dreaming.

When the seventh-level ghoul descended above them just now, they really thought they were dead.

In fact, there were no need for seventh-level ghouls at all, but the increasing number of ghouls surrounding them, overwhelming them, had already cut off all their escape routes.

There is only despair and unwillingness in everyone's heart.

They have already tried their best.

They no longer flinch or are afraid, and risk everything.

But what awaited was still such an unbearable ending.

However, at this moment, the seventh-level ghoul suddenly changed his expression and disappeared from the spot.

There was a rumble and vibration from the ground.

It was as if there were thousands of troops roaring towards this side.

Wei Mian was suspended in the air protected by Ying Mei and others, and subconsciously looked in the direction of where the sound came from.

He already had a guess in his mind.

In other words, he has been looking forward to it.

And this glance finally confirmed his suspicion.

Tears instantly welled up in his eyes, and his body was so trembling with excitement that he could hardly stand.

"Everyone..."

Wei Mian introduced his hoarse and trembling voice into everyone's mind bit by bit.

"The demon army is here. We are not defeated because our master is still fighting and has never given up on us!"

Demon army?

Both the mortals and the monks were stunned and did not react for a moment.

In fact, it has only been a short time since the disaster of Tianqing actually came.

But everyone felt as if a century had passed.
Chapter completed!
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