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1348. Chapter 1347 Undead King [3]

Sheng Mu Rui and Sheng Mu Xin turned around quickly when they heard the sound. They stared at the three dead souls not far away with wide eyes. These three people were so tall and stared at them with evil eyes.

"Little baby, come with us! This way you will suffer less, otherwise we will have to take you away by force." The undead on the left stretched out his right hand to wave to the three treasures.

Sheng Muyan took a few steps forward, raised his handsome face, and said coldly, "Huh! Don't even think about it."

As he spoke, he took out a brass bell from his arms and rang it, and the pleasant sound waves quickly radiated from the bell.

The three undead spirits staggered after hearing this, but they soon returned to normal and sneered mockingly from their mouths.

"Little boy, you think this ghost can control us, you are so naive." The undead spirit on the right had a face full of ridicule and disdain, and his eyes looked like Sheng Muyan was an ignorant person.

"This thing can't control you, we have other ways." Sheng Muyan put away the bell and said arrogantly, then stretched out his hands and waved towards the three undead souls, and saw a crystal white light blooming from his palms, and the light started with

Flying forward at lightning speed.

Seeing this, Sheng Mu Rui and Sheng Mu Xin waved their little hands and shot out four more rays of heavenly power.

When the three undead saw this, their expressions became more solemn, and they flew away quickly. They didn't expect that such a small child could be so powerful, making them feel threatened.

"Damn it." The three dead spirits roared at the same time and flew towards the three children.

The three treasures quickly spread out, waving their hands forward continuously, and fiercely attacked the three undead souls with one after another of heavenly power.

Sheng Muxin retracted his right hand and took out the small bronze mirror in his arms and threw it at the undead soul.

"ah--"

The dead soul that was hit let out a painful cry, and gradually collapsed to the ground and turned into a ball of black air and disappeared.

When Sheng Mu saw that he had destroyed an undead spirit, he let out a sweet laughter like wind chimes. He quickly ran over to pick up the small bronze mirror on the ground, and then threw it at another undead spirit.

, first paralyzed on the ground, and finally turned into black air and disappeared.

Seeing that both of his companions were killed by Sheng Muxin with the object in his hand, the last undead roared angrily, twisted his face, and rushed towards her with his teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Sheng Muxin blinked, and the small bronze mirror in her hand hit the last undead fiercely again. He dared to hurt her, and she destroyed it!

The undead only wanted to capture Sheng Mu's heart. It did not believe that the small bronze mirror in her hand was so powerful, nor did it believe in its own strength. The consequence of its arrogance was that it was hit by the small bronze mirror.

With a scream of "Ah——", it collapsed to the ground, and finally turned into a ball of black gas and ashes and disappeared.

"Yeah, that's great!" Sheng Muxin picked up the small bronze mirror and smiled happily, then hugged the small bronze mirror and kissed it twice. The thing the master gave me is so good.

"Let's go there quickly." Sheng Muyan led his younger brothers and sisters towards the place where they originally stood.

The three of them walked quickly towards the spot. Suddenly, Sheng Muxin stopped and looked down at his feet, "Big brother and second brother, there is a monster holding my foot."

Hearing the sound, Saint Murui took out a small dagger from his arms and stabbed the hand heavily.

A strange cry of "Ah——" came from the ground, and the hand quickly let go of Sheng Muxin.
Chapter completed!
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