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"You protect me?" Mu Qingqian looked him up and down, "He was covered in blood, his face was pale and like a ghost, and he didn't have any strength at all. Do you protect me? You can't even protect yourself. Do you protect me? Are you teasing me?"

Yun Yehuang was in a very good mood and laughed, "Just watch it."

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground, with a thick black air all over his body.

Mu Qingqian raised her eyebrows, is this guy... ready to take care of himself?

Even if you are recuperating, you won’t recuperate within one stick of incense, right?

He had barely endured seven or eight heavenly thunders, and could he recover with just one stick of incense?

She doesn't believe it.

On the other hand, after seeing Mu Qingqian appear, Shen Ran in the clouds suppressed his about to take action, held the marriage stone tightly, and did not knock out the marriage stone.

She just stared at Mu Qingqian on the top of the mountain. She looked so delicate.

Although there is not much thunder, everyone knows that the power of heavenly thunder is huge, and one is comparable to the threshold of life and death.

Even he or anyone present could not withstand a thunder.

But Mu Qingqian endured it and was still unharmed?

Could it be because of her physique?

"Your Highness Ye Emperor, long time no see, don't be fine." A man fell from mid-air, standing outside the barrier, and could not see what the man looked like, but the man's voice was very distinctive.

Mu Qingqian was sure that she had never seen that person before.

The great name of the Eleventh Venerable is well known in the Advanced Great Six and even other interfaces.

They each have their own strengths and are abnormal in strength. Moreover, because they have a long life span and rich experience, they have developed a deep mind.

Mu Qingqian turned his head and looked at Yun Yehuang who was sitting cross-legged and concentrating on his breathing. At this time, he was the weakest.

I heard that five thousand years ago, Emperor Ye was sealed by the twelve venerables.

One seal is a full five thousand years!

There is no light of day.

Now he is so weak that he is even worse than an ordinary person, so are the three great venerables coming?

Although there are only three people, it would be easy to take Yun Yehuang away.

If it weren't for those barriers blocking it, I'd be afraid that this world would have been in chaos.

The seven masters of the Nine-level Sky with feathers appeared in front of the barrier.

When he saw the visitor, he was shocked.

This person should be the Eighth Venerable, Feng Shuang.

Feng Shuang has no particular characteristics, and he does not know how to use poison or medical skills like the Eleventh Venerable Kuiyazi. The only thing he knows is spiritual cultivation.

It is said that Feng Shuang is talented and has a high level of understanding, so he practices very quickly. With his strength, he is also considered the best among the twelve priests.

The reason why he ranks eighth is because he is too young.

Only thirty years old.

Could it be that the three great venerables who came this time are the tenth, ninth and eighth?

"I heard that the seven masters of the Nine-Level Sky are of extraordinary strength, but today I want to experience it."

The feathers looked dark.

Meng Shen walked over with Bei Ming Luoyun. Through a barrier, Meng Shen's face relaxed a little, "Sir Feng Shuang, are you bullying the younger generation so much? If you are not afraid of others' jokes when it is spread?"

"Dream God?"

Dream God secretly pulled Bei Ming Luoyun's hand, and Bei Ming Luoyun immediately understood, "Uncle Feng Shuang."

She spoke sweetly and smiled like a flowery little girl.

Feng Shuang frowned.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the man was wearing a black suit and flew in the wind.

"Nine Heavens Goddess?"

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