However, before closing his eyes and entering the world of spiritual consciousness, Zhong Wen suddenly widened his eyes, trembled all over, and an incredible light shone in his eyes.

Mu Changxiao, who was supposed to have lost his soul and turned into a walking corpse, suddenly moved.

None of this is dead?

What the hell kind of monster is this?

Even though it was just a slight movement of his fingers, Zhong Wen was so shocked that one of his souls left his body and two of his souls ascended to heaven. He could hardly believe his eyes.

I read it wrong!

I read it wrong!

I must have read it wrong!

His eyes widened and he kept thinking in his mind.

However, reality is always independent of personal will.

The corners of Mu Changxiao's mouth suddenly raised slightly, and his originally empty pupils gradually began to glow.

"Do it!"

In desperation, Zhong Wen couldn't help shouting loudly, "Don't let him recover!"

His voice was completely instinctive, and he didn't even know who he was talking to.

"I reject!"

Before he could speak, Jiang Ni gave a sweet shout, and with lightning speed, she slapped Mu Changxiao's abdomen with her right palm, which was like lightning.

The Dark Crow Cult Master also suddenly regained his ability to move. At close range, he decisively raised his left arm and struck Jiang Ni on the shoulder with a palm from an extremely tricky angle, knocking her away.

"puff!"

Before the saint touched the ground, her chest felt sweet, and she couldn't help spitting out a blood arrow, and her already pale face lost even a trace of blood.

"It seems I will win after all..."

Mu Changxiao grinned, with a rare hint of amusement on his face.

"Bo!"
Chapter completed!