Ximen Diewu raised her slender hand, and her flowing sleeves floated along her movements, and at the same time, spiritual power was condensed in the center of her palms.

From Jun Qianxi's tone, she learned that Dongfang Shuai occupied the other party's territory, and this kind of hatred would never be eased until death.

In this case, the enemy's enemy is a friend.

In addition, Jun Qianxi has not yet told where the magic weapon was born, so it is naturally even more impossible for them to suffer any damage.

When Ximen Diewu was blocking in front of them, Duanmu Ming completely protected Jun Qianxi in his arms and quickly retreated.

With Dongfang Shuai and Ximen Diewu as the center, a powerful wave of spiritual power spread out.

The space that had already collapsed was broken, and cracks appeared in everyone's sight.

Ximen Diewu frowned slightly, but she didn't expect that the space in the Lower Heaven was so fragile. Even though their strength was forcibly sealed to the peak of the seventh level of the Emperor Realm, the attack released could still cause such great damage to the space.

But now she and Dongfang Shuai are in a stalemate. If she is weak, the person in front of her will definitely take advantage of the victory.

She calmed down and said coldly: "Young Palace Master Dongfang, are you going to kill someone and silence the news that the magic weapon was born?"

What Ximen Diewu could think of was that Dongfang Shuai naturally thought of it. Seeing that the other party had increased some strength, he increased the strength without hesitation.

The originally tiny crack in space became larger in an instant, and the strange aura revealed inside made everyone feel trembling.

At the beginning, everyone holding the onlookers were immediately distanced from them. If they were accidentally sucked in by the crack in this space, they would not be able to come back.

"Oriental Dog Thief, I didn't expect you to suddenly make a conspiracy!" Jun Qianxi comfortably nestled in Duanmu Ming's arms and shouted softly: "I don't want me to reveal the news, right? Then I just want to reveal it!"

"Xiao Xier, you are so kind!" Duanmu Ming bent his red lips around her black hair: "They have been here for so long, and this artifact may have been born long ago, so we might just take the artifact..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on him, like sharp flying blades shooting towards him.

"Brother Ming, even if we get the magic weapon, we may not be able to use it. Instead, it will cause death. It is better to..."

A cunning light flashed in Jun Qianxi's eyes: "How about we snatch the Imperial Spirit Hall that is hostile to Lingxiao Palace?"

Duanmu Ming shaved her nose intimately, chuckled a few times, "My Xier is indeed smart, the enemy of the enemy is our friend!"

His gaze gently swept through Ximen Diewu, meaning unknown.

After fully expressing his meaning, he hugged Jun Qianxi's waist and rushed towards Xingyao City.

There is no need to say it with his mouth, he directly expressed it with his actions.

People from other forces looked at each other for a few times and followed without hesitation, leaving Dongfang Shuai and Ximen Diewu to stare at each other.

"Miss Butterfly Dance is not in a hurry?"

"The Young Master Dongfang is not in a hurry, why am I in a hurry?"

Although I don’t know how true or false the words of Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming are, there is one thing that makes Ximen Diewu very much agree with.
Chapter completed!