Mo Xin widened her eyes and confirmed again and again.

There was indeed no drop of thirteen drops of falling spirit blood on my wrist!

There is no doubt that it was stolen by Lin Yang.

"My spirit-falling blood! My spirit-falling blood? Why? Where did you go with my spirit-falling blood?" Mo Xin was panicked, his whole body trembled, and his lips trembled one after another.

Everyone was also confused and looked at Lin Yang's wrist in a daze.

When was the fallen spirit blood stolen?

And why did Mo Xin feel nothing at all? Didn’t even show the decline of power?

Is this simply unaware of it?

Magic is not so magical!

Mo Xin stared at his wrists, fantasizing whether he had read it wrong.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something, her pupils swelled and her eyes moved to the back of her hand.

But I saw a silver needle several times thinner than my hair on the back of my hand.

The silver needle is extremely soft and not nearly as much as the back of the hand. If you don’t look carefully, you will not notice its existence at all, which is no different from hair.

"When did you... give me an injection?" Mo Xin's expression changed horror.

"When you gave me an injection..." Lin Yang said hoarsely.

Mo Xin trembled all over and suddenly understood everything, his face turned pale.

"When I used my rib needle to stab your heart, you grabbed the back of my hand. Did you say... you secretly put poison needles on me at that time! You stole my soul-falling blood?"

"Or otherwise do you think your rib needle can pierce me so easily? If I don't get close to you, how can I have the chance to start?" Lin Yang said lightly.

Mo Xin retreated repeatedly in shock, unbelievable.

The five elders here, Lord Wen, Zheng Tongyuan and others, were even more numb!

Love is all Lin Yang’s plan!

Deliberately got the needle! Find another opportunity to steal Mo Xin's thirteen drops of falling spirit blood!

Because of the silver needle, the amplitude given by the thirteen drops of falling spirit blood to Mo Xin was locked, and Mo Xin was unable to react as soon as possible!

Moreover... Lin Yang's familiarity with the fallen blood is far beyond Mo Xin.

It turned out that from the beginning, Lin Yang was eyeing Mo Xin’s fallen blood!

It's just that he didn't act as impatient as Mo Xin.

"Okay! OK! Boy, very good! I didn't expect that Mo Xin was put on a trait! Very good! But don't think that you can be invincible if you steal my falling spirit blood! This is the Heavenly Palace of Changsheng, and there are thousands of people from the Heavenly Palace! Even if you have thirty-three drops of falling spirit blood, don't want to go out! Take your life!" Mo Xin shouted and rushed towards Lin Yang directly.

She was already angry, and at this moment she was fully fired and attacked with an endless aura.

Qianye's pressure increased sharply, so he clenched his teeth and rushed forward.

However, Lin Yang was one step faster than him, his body was like lightning, moving in the void, and punching Mo Xin.

Dong!

The two collided in mid-air.

After the collision, a violent force pattern vented around.

Then I watched Mo Xin's body fly out of the air.

She tried her best to stabilize her body and adjust her posture to land, but after landing, her feet could not stand at all, and she retreated crazily. Fortunately, two disciples were supporting her, and she almost fell down and was in a mess.

"ah?"

The world was shocked.

Before he could exclaim, he saw Mo Xin suddenly opened his mouth again, and let out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

Mo Xin...is actually injured?

Was he injured by this masked man with one punch?

Impossible?

The people in the Changsheng Heavenly Palace were all blank, and they were all stunned...

"Mo Xin, I think you don't know what the thirty-three drops of falling spirit blood mean! At this level, do you think the number of people can really determine the situation of the battle?"

Lin Yang said hoarsely, suddenly a terrifying and fierce light appeared in his pupils, and the person rushed out and killed Mo Xin.

"ah!!"

Mo Xin screamed and immediately pulled out the silver needle and pricked it on his body, increasing his strength to resist Lin Yang!

But Lin Yang's momentum was so terrifying!

The power of thirty-three drops of falling spirit blood is fully realized, and it is coming like a god, shocking the world and unparalleled in the world!

"Protect the Palace Master!"

"Stop the thief! At all costs! Stop him!"

The people of Tiangong roared and surrounded Mo Xin in a panic.

The second elders were even more arrogant in front of Mo Xin, with a ferocious face, intending to stop Lin Yang with his life.

As for the Five Elders, Zheng Tongyuan and others, how dare they come forward?

Tell them to compete with the terrifying existence of thirty-three drops of falling spirit blood? Wouldn't that tell them to die?

Lin Yang frowned, looked at the two elders, and then raised his hand and waved the needle.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

A large number of silver needles were stumbled towards him.

The two elders do not dodge or dodge, and they also use silver needles to resist.

But Lin Yang's needles were all wrapped in the purest aura. After flying over, they broke the needles of the two elders.

The two elders were not discouraged and roared towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang raised his hand and punched the second elder in the chest, shaking him open.

Puff!

The two elders vomited blood and fell heavily to the ground. Just as they were about to get up, another silver needle flew over and stabbed accurately on the acupoints on his chest.

In an instant, the two elders felt paralysis of their spine and they were completely paralyzed on the ground and could no longer get up.

The second elder was stunned, looked at the needle on his chest, and then looked at the figure who rushed into the disciples of the Heavenly Palace to kill. At this moment, he was finally sure.
Chapter completed!