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1750. Chapter 1750 God's Might

Who said our master is cruel and ruthless? He is so gentle and gentle, okay?

Yue gently curved the corners of her mouth, awakening the fire phoenix.

Huofeng pondered for a moment and murmured: "Xiaoba's spirit must have been crushed. If he wants to recover, I'm afraid he has to rely on the divine light in the temple."

Yue breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was a way to recover, it wouldn't be a problem.

She relayed Huo Feng's words to the other artifact fragments. When the elves heard that Xiao Ba was not dead, they immediately turned from sadness to joy.

Xiaoba was wrapped in them and disappeared into Yue Qingqing's body.

Yue Qingqing looked at the people who were busy "cleaning" and "nurturing" Xiaoba's body, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

Although I still haven't gotten the moon blade, I have at least collected all the artifact fragments, which is better than not knowing where Xiaoba came from.

For her, this trip to the "Blood Moon Secret Realm" was not in vain.

Yue looked at her feet gently, and the bright red blood swirled into a vortex under her feet. In the deepest part of the vortex, a vague shadow could be seen, which was where the patron saint of the orcs was hiding.

She thought that after being summoned by the blood sacrifice formation, the half-orc patron saint still needed to be nurtured and revived. She didn't know what its strength was now, but when it came out of the cauldron, it would definitely fight against her.

Don't ask her why, it's her intuition.

She had this intuition after the half-orc glanced at her.

Rather than letting the other party grow up and threaten her, it is better to nip that threat in the cradle now.

"Duanmu Chen!" Yue shouted softly.

When their eyes meet, they can easily understand each other's thoughts.

"Let's go!" Duanmu Chen replied in a low voice.

The mysterious light ball clears the way.

Duanmu Chen and Yue Qingqing continued to go deep into the cauldron.

"Hahaha, you two! If you want to deal with me, why don't you go outside and take a look first? I think you will be very interested in what is happening outside!"

A cold voice sounded, and the black shadow that had become clear blurred again.

Thinking about it, the half-orc patron saint sank a little deeper.

Do you believe it? Of course I don’t!

"No matter how interesting I am, it's definitely not as interesting as meeting you!"

Yue said softly and continued to dive downward.

"Hey...it's a pity that the three girls of the Shangguan clan have suffered for so many years, and now they are about to die here at the end of their sufferings!" The half-orc patron saint continued, his voice full of emotions.

regret.

Shangguan Clan? Yue gently stopped her sinking figure and looked at Duanmu Chen.

She remembered that she was the one who pulled Shangguanlan and Guanxing away. Now that she had fallen into the cauldron, where had those two people gone?

Just as she was thinking, her blood suddenly surged.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There was a fine collision sound in his ears, and the blood that was originally separated by Duanmu Chen was constantly colliding with the mysterious force barrier.

"Crack!" A small crack appeared on the black energy barrier.

"Qing'er! Let's go!"

Duanmu Chen grabbed Yue Qingqing's waist, lifted his body and flew upwards as fast as possible.

"Hehehe, stay with me!" The cold voice fell, and an extremely powerful breath came from the blood.

"Click!" "Click!"

Broken sounds came one after another, and the blood blocked in the surroundings was like a flood that had been released, overwhelmingly covering them.
Chapter completed!
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