Chapter 1189: Precise artifact

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"Bell!" The white smoked hand lifted, and a crisp silver bell rang.
White smoked the white wrist, a string of dark bells.
When everyone heard the bell, they suddenly felt uneasy and blackened.
Bai Yaner said: "Hey, since I practiced this trick, I have not dealt with anyone. You are the first one."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "It seems that you have prepared a big gift for me! I will not let you down."
The white smoked the light on the ground and plunged into the air. She smiled softly: "Hey, at this time, you don't want to be stubborn."
Her figure is like a catkins swaying in the air, and the bells of "bells ringing!" are getting denser and denser.
Some people with lower strengths, when they heard this voice, did not know what time it was today?
Even if most of the people are strong enough, they can't help but be frightened.
The sacred woman of the East Pole Temple is so dangerous and tempting! It is extremely dangerous!
Silently looking at the white smoke, screaming, "This is a saint, I think it is a demon girl."
Feng Yun repairs his brows tightly, this bell is definitely not a product.
Faced with the strange move of the white smoke, Mu Qian’s face is very calm.
Although this ringtone is confusing, she is not a threat to her mentally strong.
White smoke smiled. "I forgot. I am a refining pharmacist. Although the grade is not high, my mental strength is very strong. But my sorrowful bell can not only do this."
The white smoke was working, and then she was covered in a black mist.
Her momentum has suddenly skyrocketed.
The dark fog is so cold that it is not like the power of the Quartet.
The crowd widened their eyes. "How can the saints cultivate such a cold power."
The white smoke is sinking, and now the most important thing is to defeat Mu Qianxi. She becomes the winner. No one will mind how her strength is?
The white smoked arm moved, the white satin wrapped the black fog, and rushed to the Millennium, the speed was many times faster.
Ms. Qian’s playful smile:
It seems that in order to improve your strength, Miao Ji has worked hard for a lot of effort!

"Hey!" As the white silk was attacked by Mu Qian with the black fog as a cannonball, Mu Qian did not dare to care, and avoided it at the fastest speed.
The satin went out and blasted the ground directly into a big pit.
If it falls on the human body, it is absolutely uncomfortable.
The white smoke stepped out of the dark fog, revealing her pitiful alchemy.
She said: "Hey, my sky bell is a quasi-artifact, you can't win if you stick to it. Or admit defeat! Otherwise I will hurt you. When I think I will hurt you, I will Very scared! But the test can't be sloppy."
The people looked at the black bell in shock and exclaimed: "Quasi artifact!"
"God! We still have a quasi-artifact in the Quartet! The White House Lord actually got such a good thing for his daughter."
"Mu Qianzhen's spiritual skill can be a greater level of fighting, but the saints have accurate artifacts in their hands, and they will lose."
Bai Wuhai naturally can't get the baby like a quasi-artifact, but there is a meditation. In order to find the troubles of the millennium, Geji also took out the baby at the bottom of the box.
Even if the white smoke is not good enough, it is enough to threaten the Millennium.
The purple faint face sank, "that old demon is simply looking for a dead end."
"Hey!" Yan Qianjian in the hands of Mu Qianxi.
Although it has only a weak consciousness, it does not allow its master to be provoked by a broken artifact.
Even if it is incomplete, the quasi-artifact is just in front of it.
It wants to swallow the soul of this disgusting woman.
Mu Qiang smiled and said to her: She has a lot of life-saving symbols, not so good to kill. But I have a gift and give it to her.
Mu Qianxi looked at Bai Yaner and smiled: "You should also understand me. I will never admit defeat, but let me admit defeat! Take out all your strengths! Don't pretend here."
Obviously, she can't wait to make her a thousand knives, but she has to make a pair of hurts. She will be like a knife, and it is really okay to die.
Mu Qiang’s figure flashed and his mouth sneered.
The element of water permeated the surroundings, and the black mist of the bang was heard.
"Ring Luo Yin!"
"Boom!" A loud noise.
With the protection of black fog, the white smoker caught Mu Qian’s front and the attack was not injured. It just took a few steps back.
She quickly stabilized her figure and sighed in a low voice: "Don't you really want to fight with me for you?"
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Is this not what you said?"
"I... I don't have..."
"Oh! Oh, no, then you put your quasi artifacts up and fight with me!"
"I……"
What is the white smoke, what will it be when she is able to stand up?
Bai Yaner’s acting can’t be played anymore. Her twilight is with killing, but her mouth says:
Since my nephew insists on fighting me, then I will be yours.

"Dance, Scorpio!"
"Red Lotus!"
"boom!"
The satin is like a poisonous snake, intertwined with the red-red fire lotus.
"Hey, your means should be exhausted." White smoke obviously has the upper hand and rushed to Mu Qian.
Mu Qiang cold channel: "Water Dragon!"
There is a quasi-artifact, and the white smoker has no fear of the attack of Mu Qianxi!
White smoked a fierce attack on Mu Qianxi, and the black fog shrouded the surrounding area, making it difficult for people to understand the situation of the two men who fought.
Silent and incomprehensible, "Yun Xiu Shao Dian, Qian Qian she... she..."
Feng Yun Xiu said: "She will be fine!"
They have already got a map of the location of the Eternal Sword, and they have not yet made the final match, how could she lose to the white smoke.
Because the black fog covered up, the white smoke looked at Mu Qian’s suppression by her, and her face became more and more smashed.
She whispered: "Mu Qianxi! Mu Qian, you probably didn't think that you still have today."
Although Mu Qianxi is somewhat embarrassed, the momentum has not decreased.
"White smoke, you have to do my hand defeat many times, this time, you will also lose! You believe it or not!"
The white smoke is cold and cold. "You are dead, you are still conceited!"
When the white smoke rushed up, Mu Qian’s movement surprised her.
She actually took her sword and collected it.
White smoke said: "Are you giving up? You are like a lord..."
"Hey!" Her words had not been finished, and suddenly a black blood spit out in her mouth, and she fell softly on the floor.
She looked at Mu Qian’s eyes, "damn! What did you do to me?"