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Chapter 957 Broken Immortal River (twenty-three)

"Ahem..." Su Lin took a deep breath, his face slightly cold.

"He attacked!"

Shameless, because he was an acquaintance, he was not very careful, but he actually attacked him.

Fortunately, my third sister saw it.

otherwise.

"Eleventh, thank you." Su Lin looked at Xi Qian, his eyes flashing with fear.

Chu Xiao's palm was to kill him.

Xi Qian shook her head, her expression getting colder.

Su Mian slapped Su Lin on the head, and her voice was also scared, "You have learned a profound lesson, and you will trust others randomly."

"eleven……"

"Sister Three, I know, I'm interrupted Su Mian.

It's just thanks, they are really polite...

"Fourth brother, Chu Xiao sneaked into you. Is it because of the fallen Shengyan feeling close to you?" Xi Qian's eyes lit up slightly.

If so, she would go and help the fourth brother grab it.

"No, he was anxious when he saw your senior brother approaching the fallen Shengyan and was not burned, and I happened to be in front of her." Su Lin shook his head.

He has self-knowledge, and the fall of Shengyan should have no chance of him.

"Eleventh, I gave up." Su Lin took a deep breath.

He felt that he had worked hard, so he didn't need to take risks.

"Yes." Xi Qian nodded.

The monk's intuition is very accurate, so the fourth brother should have felt something.

"Where is the third sister?"

"I have no chance!" Su Mian shook her head helplessly.

"Then let's not take risks. Let's see how Brother Xinghe is doing, but there should be no hope. Falling Shengyan did not reject the senior brother's approach, which means that he was the master he chose..."

Xi Qian looked at the sky, the only one closer to the fallen Holy Flame.

It's Shengqin.

"Well, I think it's him too!" Su Lin stood up and looked in the air.

It’s good if the Eleventh Senior Brother has it.

It's better than others, especially Chu Xiao who attacked him.

Shameless!

"Lieyan, look at it, I'll go up and take a look." Xi Qian said to Lieyan, then teleported into the air.

"Fairy Mingxin can't stand it, are you going to take action?" The monk who had just been defeated by Sheng Qin turned around and saw Xi Qian.

Satisfied.

Xi Qian raised her eyebrows and did not answer, but stood next to Shengqin and faced the others.

"Senior sister, you go down and rest first, I'll do it next!"

Han Yeyu has suffered a lot of injuries.

Hearing this, she didn't hesitate and turned around and retreated.

This time, Xi Qian was replaced by Shengqin, and the others' expressions changed slightly.

"Senior brother, go and try it. Can you subdue it to me here."

It took more than a month to come here.

The time is almost done.

"Is that OK?" Shengqin patted Xi Qian's head.

"Don't worry, senior brother." Xi Qian smiled comfortably.

The momentum of the whole body suddenly changed!

The bloody aura was immediately released, and instantly, the temperature here dropped by several degrees.

"Be careful." Sheng looked at her indifferently, then turned around and headed straight for the fallen Shengyan.

Seeing this, the others' eyes turned red.

I could no longer care about anything and flocked to it.

In the battle just now, more than ten people died, and Lieyan also killed more than ten people.

Standing here, there are almost more than seventy.

The lowest level of cultivation is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Xi Qian sighed slightly in her heart, she had to try it first.

Dozens of figures reflected in her pupils. Because she was blocking Shengqin, those people tacitly aimed all their spiritual power at her.

Xi Qian held the sword of divine punishment tightly in his right hand, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, first slashed the time artistic conception of a sword, followed by the space artistic conception.
Chapter completed!
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