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Chapter 172 Your family Qianqian is about to be tortured to death

However, he can still walk and make moves.

This means that his soul has not been destroyed and his spiritual consciousness has not dispersed.

Crank clang clang

He approached her step by step.

Every step you take, the entire hall will shake a minute.

He said nothing, closed his eyes, his calm but handsome face exuded extreme paleness, like the white that was not sunny all year round.

He made a move, clenched his fists and smashed Mu Qingqian's head.

Although you have your eyes closed, you can aim accurately

Mu Qingqian felt that although this person did not speak, he was extremely strong.

At least she is stronger than her current Huang Ling stage.

The young uncle said that this forest of all spirits is full of endless dangers of ignorance.

Among them, the Tomb of Black Stone and the Temple of Valhalla are the most dangerous.

The young uncle never said anything. The reason why the Black Stone’s tomb is dangerous is because of the dead general in front of him?

He is the destroyed general of the Ling Kingdom, right?

Although Black Stone is tall, it is quick to move and is extremely quick to take action.

Mu Qingqian avoided repeatedly, as if he had angered Black Stone.

He roared angrily, and the left and right walls began to close towards the middle.

Mu Qingqian was sandwiched in the middle, and as the wall moved, her range of movement became smaller and smaller.

The closing of the two walls is much faster than that of the four human walls.

"Qianqian, that guy is angry."

Mu Qingqian's eyebrows moved slightly, "Hold me."

She held the little god fox and ran forward, but right in front of her, there was a black stone standing.

Black stone was like a giant in front of her. She slid over him. Before she could succeed, a barrier blocked her and bounced her back directly.

Blackstone waved her hand and grabbed her shoulder.

Mu Qingqian's face turned pale in pain.

Black Stone shook her away like a chicken.

Mu Qingqian directly hit the wall and fell to the ground, and the spiritual energy in his body ran around and the pain was everywhere on his body.

But she didn't say a word, but just stubbornly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and forced herself to stand up.

The two walls stop closing at this time.

Black Stone seemed to like to abuse people, standing there. As long as he moved his fingers gently, Mu Qingqian could feel a powerful suction force attracting her, making her unable to escape Black Stone's palm.

Black Stone, very strong!

Not only is he strong in physical condition, but he also has extraordinary strength in spiritual cultivation.

He didn't know how long he had been in this tomb, but he had been there since the beginning of the establishment of the Wanling Forest, for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years, but not dead, it only means that he has been constantly absorbing the earth's energy.

Because Tomb Tsuruma is a cold and yin thing, the earth energy absorbed by the black stone must also be the yin energy.

Therefore, if others cultivate spirits, they cultivate yin energy, but their strength also increases.

Hei Shi shook Mu Qingqian over and over again. Mu Qingqian was thrown around like a doll, and his whole body was about to scatter.

"Qianqian, if this continues, you will die."

Mu Qingqian stared at Hei Shi with her eyes wide open, as if she was looking for something.

The little god fox was so anxious, "Qianqian, you might have been beaten to death, right? I'm good, boss, where are you? Your Qianqian family is almost tortured to death, why haven't you come yet?"

"His eyes" Mu Qingqian suddenly murmured, his voice weak, and his face and body were scratched, but she ignored it and just stared at Heishi's closed eyes.

"Qianqian, when is it now? What are you doing when you look at that guy's eyes?"
Chapter completed!
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