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Two hundred and ninety-two flavors, oh my darlings

The other party is worthy of being a physical cultivation. With just one move, she will suffer from internal injuries.

Moreover, she has no natal magic weapon, which is a very disadvantageous thing.

The axe in her hand was temporarily refined by her, but she just joined hands.

The most important thing is that she seemed to be trapped by the formation.

Not long ago, the thunder shadow beside Hua Xiaomi was a little uncontrollable, and she was surrounded by her as if she wanted to attack her.

But as her thoughts moved, the thunder shadows stopped attacking her again.

Then... it became what it is now.

He did not attack her, but he also trapped her and refused to let her leave. And because of the flashing of the thunder shadow, his figure appeared.

"Array in the array."

After a little thought, Hua Xiaomi knew that this formation was set up by Ke Xu.

She knew that the other party would definitely set up a trap to harm her, but she didn't expect that Ke Xu was really capable and could set up a formation in the formation.

Moreover, the flesh was scattered and the strength was still there to get up and open the formation.

But the other party definitely didn't expect that this thunder shadow was used by Hua Xiaomi and was also controlled by her.

Hua Xiaomi is not unprepared. Although she is in the formation and cannot move for the time being, don’t forget that she still has a puppet.

The puppet is her eyes and ears, and her hands and feet.

The big man looked at Hua Xiaomi deeply with a little fear.

He also found that the other party could not get out at all now, and he was a little confused. Should he be cruel to kill Hua Xiaomi and eliminate the roots, or should he break the formation and get the treasure immediately?

At this moment, a man covered in charred body appeared, with anger in his voice, "Hua Luo, you give me the inheritance, my disciple, and my master!"

This gritting appearance made the rest of them stunned.

"It seems like something is going on."

Several ghost corpses gathered together, their heads facing their heads, and the fire of the gossip was burning.

Hua Xiaomi had no choice but to spread her hands. She and Ke Xu had nothing to say. No matter whether it was the hatred of inheritance or the hatred of killing his disciples, they were destined to have a fight.

Don’t forget that she was seriously injured in the camp in front of Minhao Academy. The other party killed and assassinated several times. If she hadn’t had a good character, she would have become the deceased soul under the other party’s sword.

When dealing with enemies, Hua Xiaomi is never ruthless, and of course she is even less ruthless.

"Minister Ke Xu, is it so good to have thunder and lightning? Well... I heard that this is the master's unique skill "Thunder Undercurrent".

Wow, it’s a pity that this skill is mine now. Do you want it? But I won’t give it to you, I won’t give it to you.” o(n_n)o

Most sword cultivators were not good at speaking, and Ke Xu, who was already very angry, had a dark look in front of him at this moment.

"You, Hua Luo, you are looking for death!"

In extreme anger, Ke Xu even his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he slashed forward. Suddenly, dozens of purple sword lights connected into a circle and rushed towards Hua Xiaomi.

The wind and thunder are howling!

This move was his full force, and the sword cultivator's offensive should not be underestimated!

Hua Xiaomi's expression changed slightly, and she was trapped in the formation, which greatly affected her performance.

Fortunately, the other party was too angry, which made him look a little biased.

At the sword light that rushed towards her, she swayed and dodged until she could not retreat anymore. She picked up her axe and summoned the thunder shadow beside her and resisted.

The purple light is flashing blood.

Hua Xiaomi's face immediately turned pale, and a trace of blood oozed out along the corners of her lips.

She was injured.

Even though Ke Xu was not ranked in the Kongchan Sword Sect, he was a sword cultivator after all, and he had entered the Golden Pill Stage for nearly a hundred years.

She took advantage of the situation before and attacked her with a surprise attack. Now she is facing head-on resistance, and she is very limited and she is really unable to defeat her.

But

Just when she was injured internally, a strange smile appeared in her eyes. She slowly raised her head and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with her white fingers. It was vaguely visible that her mouth seemed to say: Kill.

Smash? Fight? Ha?

Before Ke Xu could think about it, he heard a sound of gasping in the air coming from behind. He turned around and saw a puppet... a circle larger than him, swinging a big slap of palm fan expressionlessly.

“pia~”

Ke Xu quickly became the brightest star in the sky.

Only those few ghost corpse cultivators were left with their expressions covering their faces. (((//Д//))))

And on the other side, the big man quietly swung the meteor hammer to break the formation with his sword light just now.

Ecstasy and laughed silently.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Somehow, he laughed out loud and twitched. The warehouse door opened and a cool breeze poured in, making him feel chill all over, and a strange feeling that was indescribable surged into his heart.

Gradually, his eyes were separated from treasures and greed, but instead were stained with strands of love/desire.

He set his sight on the ghost corpse cultivators who were covering their faces aside.

Suddenly he opened his chest and laughed wildly, "Wow, oh, my babies, please accept my great desires."

The cool breeze from the warehouse gate still penetrated out until it blew on the group of ghost corpses.

A melee began.

Hua Xiaomi was startled and covered her nose, and she stopped coughing up blood on her mouth, so she should not get bleeding from her nose.

The scene below is really grand.

She finally understood, no wonder there were so many Xiangxiu sects near the Pixiang Palace, but none of the Jindan monks came up to grab the treasure.

The Nascent Soul monks came over and turned around and ran away.

How could a treasure warehouse in a major sect have only one protective formation? The old guy Qiluan even used such a foolish trick, which shows that he is also a vulgar guy.

Yes, in front of the treasure, monks are not afraid of fighting, but are afraid of embarrassing people, and even more afraid that they will not be able to get the treasure even if they lose people.

The big man and the ghost corpse cultivator must have been hit by the trick when she went crazy. She turned her head and looked at the group of foundation-building and refiners who wanted to wait for troubled waters to take advantage of the situation all silently took tens of thousands of steps to see this.

Is it okay if I show my face to the center of the earth?

Life is impermanent, and Hua Xiaomi is simply gloating, but she poked the flashing thunder shadow beside her with her fingers, and suddenly her face changed. She turned around and looked at her. A ghost cultivator was staring at her gloomyly.

What's going on?

Damn, this ghost cultivator must have crawled in while the thunder shadow flashed!

A burst of cheers came, and Hua Xiaomi couldn't help but frowned. Seeing that things had changed, the people below stopped leaving and turned around to watch the show.

Angry flashed in my heart. It was really unpleasant that I had gone from watching the show to singing the show.

Life is impermanent.

He lifted up the two axes, polished them against each other, and sparked sparks.

She looked at the ghost cultivator opposite her expressionlessly.

"Body...my body!"

What?(⊙o⊙)?

"Give me my body back!"

Hua Xiaomi's eyes showed doubts, is this person's mind bubbly?

The corpse...

Wait, why did she think the voice of the ghost cultivator ahead sounded a little familiar?

Also in dialect...

By the way, she remembered that it was the day she passed
Chapter completed!
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