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Chapter 585 Injured, Past Life Memories

Chapter 585 Injured, Past Life Memories

Dozens of old men in white robes surrounded Shen Jue'er and Mu Jingyuan with sharp eyes.

One of them reached out to support Ye Qianyu, "Saint, how are you doing?"

Ye Qianyu coughed violently, her chest trembled, her face turned pale, "Old Ancestor, Miss Yun is very powerful, be careful!"

All the ancestors looked at Shen Jue'er and Mu Jingyuan with vigilance and did not dare to be careless.

Mu Jingyuan looked around with dark and cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc. Without too much nonsense, he directly attacked those ancestors.

Shen Jue'er followed him and joined the battle.

Compared with two years ago, Shen Jue'er's strength has been greatly improved. Her soul thread and body-holding technique can greatly slow down the speed of the ancestor.

In the face of strong enemies, speed is particularly important. If the speed is too slow, you can only be beaten passively.

But at this moment, those old ancestors were held back by Shen Jue'er, their movements were slow, and they were basically suppressed and beaten by Mu Jingyuan.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ye Qianyu endured his weakness and sacrificed the Demon Subduing Pestle.

The Demon Subduing Pestle floated above Mu Jingyuan, spinning continuously, shining with golden light, and countless golden runes surrounded Mu Jingyuan in the center.

Mo Yuan's voice sounded in Mu Jingyuan's mind, "Destroy the subduing magic pestle!"

The Subduing Demon Pestle is an ancient divine item, and it won't be very effective in the hands of a little girl, but if it is in the hands of some powerful people...

The current Mu Jingyuan is far behind him in the previous life, and I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with it.

Mu Jingyuan's eyes sharpened, he jumped up into the air, and directly held the Subduing Demon Pestle in his hand. His body felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not likely to be injured.

He is now a human!

Ye Qianyu's face changed drastically, how could it be possible?People of the demon clan, as long as they touch the subduing magic pestle, they will be seriously injured if they don't die, but the person in front of them is all right?

Mu Jingyuan's eyes were icy cold, he grasped the magic subduing pestle tightly, intending to destroy it with brute force.

The Demon Subduing Pestle suddenly burst out with a strong golden light, and with a strong force, it broke free from Mu Jingyuan and returned to Ye Qianyu's hands.

Mu Jingyuan staggered, almost unable to stand still.

Shen Jue'er flashed to his side, "What's going on?"

"Lady, that demon-subduing pestle needs to be destroyed!"

Shen Jue'er looked at Ye Qianyu, her small face was ice-cold, the thread of soul power entangled the subduing magic pestle, and abruptly snatched the subduing magic pestle from Ye Qianyu's hand.

The subduing magic pestle was in Shen Jue'er's hand, trembling slightly, and then suddenly stabbed at Shen Jue'er's heart.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the subduing magic pestle pierced into Shen Jue'er's heart.

"Girl!"

Mu Jingyuan's eyes were so red that he could tear apart, he hugged Shen Jue'er nervously, staring blankly at Shen Jue'er's heart, feeling that his heart had stopped beating.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, those ancestors all mobilized their profound energy and attacked.

Mu Jingyuan looked at them with scarlet eyes, vacated a few roundabout kicks, held Shen Jue'er with one hand, and faced the ancestors with the other. Wherever the palm wind passes, someone will fall to the ground with serious injuries, and everyone will be beaten After being injured, she hugged Shen Jue'er and left in a hurry.

He only has one thought in his mind now, to take Shen Jue'er to find Luo Yifan.

Shen Jueer's eyes were half-closed, her mind was dazed, and strange pictures flooded into her mind. A middle-aged man put a sharp object in her hand and told her that it was the magic pestle...

Like a puppet, she held a magic pestle and killed many people.

Mu Jingyuan looked at her in disbelief, there was pain and disappointment in his eyes...

She turned and left expressionlessly, from the beginning to the end, there was no wave in her heart.

The screen turned again, and she stabbed the magic pestle into her heart with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)

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