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1422. Chapter 1422 Enter the grave!

As the butterfly broke, the spiritual energy of the world around him suddenly became extremely rich, and he seemed to have no place to live and rushed towards Ming Xi and his men's bodies.

Duanmu Ming's dark eyes flashed through his realm, and there was a trace of looseness in his realm that he had never been able to break through.

but……

He glanced at the people beside him, and didn't know what would happen later, but he still suppressed the loose state.

However, Jun Qianxi's perception was so keen. She held the palms of the people beside her and said, "Don't suppress it!"

The peak of the eighth-level holy realm in the holy realm really has no chance of winning against Lingxiao Palace and the Imperial Spirit Hall. Only when you reach the ninth level of the holy realm have the power to fight!

Duanmu Ming pursed his thin lips and did not answer. He knew that his current strength was far from enough, but it was really more uncomfortable to ask him to sit down and practice in such an uncertain moment than to directly kill him.

"Ming, it happens that I'm going to advance too!"

Such abundant and pure spiritual energy in the world has made the level of people at the peak of the eighth-level holy realm begin to loosen, let alone Jun Qianxi, a fifth-level holy realm shrimp.

Jun Qianxi blinked at him and sat down cross-legged first. For a moment, the spiritual energy around the world became even more powerful!

Duanmu Ming stared at her for a long time, and finally sighed deeply and sat cross-legged beside her.

Not long after he entered into meditation, Jun Qianxi opened her eyes.

She just doesn't want the people around her to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to advance. It is difficult to get to the eighth level of the holy realm from the ninth level of the holy realm. If she finally encounters an opportunity like this, it will be difficult to meet again next time.

As for her!

Anyway, he is a fifth-level shrimp. He can't change his life if he is killed in one move even if he wastes a period of time to reach the sixth level.

It is still important for the safety of the soldier to come.

She thought Duanmu Ming should also know her little thoughts, so he sighed so helplessly...

She looked at the person in front of her carefully. She used to be so violent and domineering that she was beaten to the point of being helpless. If she did it again, how could she bear to let it go?

...

"Lord Beiming is worthy of being Lord Beiming. It is so romantic and poetic..."

Bei Minglang was filled with admiration!

"Your Lord Beiming's bedroom is so spectacular just when it is opened. I wonder what will happen after entering?"

Jun Qianxi whispered softly, and her words shocked Bei Minglang's tiger body, as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Let's go... let's take a look at Lord Beiming's unparalleled sleeping face..."

He raised his head, raised his chest, raised his abdomen and raised his buttocks, and waved his hand vigorously, coupled with his handsome face, which was very stunning, "While talking and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed in ashes."

However, when his feet stepped on the green jade steps, his original momentum suddenly blew...

He arrived behind Jun Qianxi in a flash, only with his eyes exposed: "Mr. Beiming said that everything must be followed by women first..."

Jun Qianxi couldn't help but smile on his lips as he looked at his head and his head. His fear of death was really like a soldier.

If Bei Minglang was not trained by Xiaobing, she wouldn't believe it!

Thinking of this, her originally tense heartstrings relaxed a little again...

In a golden halo, she walked down the green jade steps, and a breeze blew towards her face, the fragrance penetrated into her nose, and the warmth was refreshing...
Chapter completed!
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