Chapter 589: So vulnerable (question ticket)

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Qian Qing only felt a heart in his heart, but he did not pay attention to the attack of the ink camp and the Tianji camp.
There are many people in the ink camp and the Tianji camp. Can you have more dead soldiers?
Their cultivation is higher than the corpse soldiers. Can they pass these heavenly peaks and the innate first-class guards around them?
He had already inquired about it, and the time for these people to follow Jun Muyan was only a year and a half.
These people were originally slaves in the mass graves, or the qualifications were very common.
After only a year and a half, how much benefit can you make?
Qian Qing is like the old looking at the face in the face, his eyes are hot.
When the woman’s hands were killed, she would cry and scream at her feet and hand over the child formed by the fairy.
噗通!噗通!
Suddenly, the two heads rolled to his feet with a strong smell.
Qian Qing frowned and kicked one.
This is a deadly corpse.
The corpses that have not yet been developed are useless. If you just hit a few times, they will be abolished.
Qian Qingzheng was about to kick the second head. Suddenly, his movements stopped.
The eyes were a little bit bigger, and then I looked at the face that was close at hand.
This face was covered with blood, and a pair of eyes were stunned, and the whole face was full of horror and incredible.
But... But this is not the face of the corpse, but... but the guard around him.
That is a heavenly peak guard!
Qian Qing suddenly looked up and his body suddenly stagnated.
"No... impossible! This is never possible!!"
I don't know when it started, the guards around him have already lost half.
And those corps soldiers, like cutting vegetables and cutting vegetables, were smashed their heads one after another.
With a bang, a corpse fell to Qian Qing.
A long mouth on the stomach splits open and blood rushes out.
The guard grabbed Qian Qing’s hand and shouted,
Save me! Save... save me!

Qian Qing screamed and slammed the guard.
Soon, the people of the ink camp rushed up, and they fell off the knife and cut off the head of the guard.
"That is a heavenly, even an innate master! How come?! How could it be so vulnerable?!"
Qian Qing issued a near hysterical embarrassment.
Then, his ears slowly passed melodious music.
Those music, obviously so beautiful.
It can be heard in Qian Qing’s ear, but it makes him feel hot and uneasy, and he can’t condense the mysteriousness.
On the contrary, the people in the ink camp and the heavenly camp, listening to the sound of the piano, but like the sound of the ring, the more the war and the more brave.
Qian Qing’s sluggish eyes moved a little to Mu Yan’s hand.
The girl's hand is so beautiful, white as jade, the bones are well-proportioned, slender and slender.
When you gently move the strings, it seems to use a feather to move the heartstrings.
During the movement of the fingers, the beautiful music blew out and jumped in the air.
But this is a pair of filigree like jade, and this wonderful melodious music dominates an unimaginable killing.
The third-level skill of the music musician - [羽裳惊鸿].
Group assisted skills, with the sound of the voice to lock their own and enemy personnel.
In a quarter of an hour, the strength of one's own personnel increased by 30%, and the number of enemy personnel decreased by 30%.
What is this concept?
It is equivalent to saying that the hard-working students have brought the money-clearing innate-level bodyguards to the heavenly level.
The original people of the original camp or the first level of the ink camp were all raised to the level of these guards.