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1639 Full Moon Night 1

The people from the Nine Gate did not dare to go back.

They lost in this battle embarrassingly.

From beginning to end, except for the nine demon dragons, Xinxian almost never made any moves.

Therefore, it is ridiculous that they can't even touch the details of them when they attack others in such a big battle.

Especially, the other party is still a little girl who is only twenty years old.

"I really didn't expect that this heartstring is so cruel than Su Yunran."

"What should I do now? If there is no way to deal with her and let her go, no one in our entire Zhongyan Demon Realm will be spared."

"Don't worry too much. Her death is not far away. No matter how crazy she is, she is only a seventh level of the earth level. No matter how fierce she is, she is only one person."

"Master of the Jingyue Palace, do you have a solution?"

The Lord of the Jingyue Palace did not answer, but his expression was already very certain.

"That's great! I will return the shame ten times today!"

Fengyun Mountain, backyard.

Xiaohong and Hu Badao and the others went to search the Nine Gate's nest.

Yesterday I was in a desperate situation, but today I was busy picking up money. The little demons in Fengyun Mountain were extremely excited.

Not to mention Fengyun Mountain, even the other large and small hills of Qianshan Group quickly defected to Fengyun Mountain after this battle.

Now, the power of Fengyun Mountain has changed from more than one hundred mountains to a whole group of thousands of mountains, becoming the largest force in the entire Zhongyan Demon Realm, no doubt.

It has a vast territory and many little monsters. The most important thing is that it is still very rich.

The nests of the nine major sects were moved here, and the mountains, which were originally remote and remote, became rich sects.

In the history of thousands of mountains, no one has been able to unify it, and the heartstring is the first one.

Unlike the forced unification of the battles in all directions, all the hills of thousands of mountains gather together rely on faith, which is called Xinxian.

At this moment, Xinxian was quietly lying on the couch in the backyard and rubbed her temples.

She didn't understand why Bihuo Palace didn't come, and what Duan Changtian was thinking.

Do you dare not see her? Or do you feel that she can die at the hands of others without taking action at all, so as to prevent future troubles?

So, how can we draw him out?

Xinxian took out the ice spirit stone and placed it on her palm. She suddenly realized that the glory that had disappeared from the ice spirit stone had appeared faintly!

Not obvious, but definitely there!

Will it regenerate?

The heart string condensed spiritual power and injected it into the ice spirit stone. However, the ice spirit stone did not react at all, and it still maintained its almost invisible light.

It seems to have its own rhythm and no one can change anything.

Xin Qian sighed and put away the Ice Spirit Stone.

Then, she took out a new map of Fengyun Mountain and began to do serious defense.

This time, the Bihuo Palace did not come. It will take three days to fight again. Within these three days, she needs to prevent anyone from attacking.

The second palace and the nine gates did not come again as soon as they left. Their vitality was severely damaged and they should not move again in the short term.

For three days, Xiao Huang and other friends raced against time to make defense. The territory of Fengyun Mountain is too big now, and they do not go back to rest until midnight every day.

As the sun sets, the moon gradually climbs above the head.

Xiao Huang was still busy, Xiao Hong wiped her head behind him and looked up at the sky.

"It's almost the full moon, let's go back quickly."

"It's still a little bit too late, give me some more time."
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