Chapter 2279
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Muyan's heart sinks a little.
She doesn't need to ask to know that this person must be from the Xiuxian Continent.
Only some people in the Xiuxian Continent would be so clear about the Shen Musician successor.
As for the Xiuzhen Continent, at most, there are only a few legends left.
Wanting to discover her identity as a descendant of the Shen Musicians from her fight is simply a fantasy.
Qin Qingye looks at her unsightly face with satisfaction, his expression relaxed and leisurely: "Jun Muyan, I advise you not to try to resist."
"Perhaps in the eyes of these wastes in the Xiuzhen Continent, you're very powerful, but in my eyes, you're nothing more than an ant. If I didn't want the Shen Musician inheritance in your head, if I didn't want to leak my breath to the people above me, I could easily crush you with just one finger. "
Muyan coldly looks at him, not saying anything.
Qin Qingye slowly descends and grabs her chin, revealing a stunned expression, "It would be a pity to kill such a beautiful face. Why don't you follow me? As long as you obediently hand over all the Shen Musician inheritance, I will take you back to the Xiuzhen Continent. That place is a cultivator's paradise, many people want to go but can't. "
"As long as you're obedient and serve me well, I can promise to take you up …"
Before his voice falls, Qin Qingye suddenly takes a few steps back.
After standing still, he touches his cheek with a calm face.
A piece of his left cheek had actually been sliced off.
Qin Qingye's face suddenly sinks: "Jun Muyan, are you refusing a toast and now you want to drink a forfeit?"
Muyan sneers and shakes her head: "I'm really sorry, I can't accept a toast or a forfeit in front of your disgusting face."
Qin Qingye's eyes burst with a strong murderous intent: "Little girl, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right? Good, then I'll wait for you to kneel on the ground and beg me! "
As soon as his voice falls, he raises his hand.
Suddenly, the meatball above shakes violently, and the threads also vibrate violently.
Soon after, Mu Yan hears a familiar pitter-patter.
What follows is a nauseating rancid smell.
A Rotten Dragon, ten times bigger than the one from before, appears in front of Muyan.
Mu Yan's pupils shrink, and she says in a deep voice, "The Rotten Dragon's main body."
Qin Qingye sat on top of the meatball, watching the show as she leisurely said, "Like I said, most of what I told you is true."
"Your Thunderbolt Fire might be able to deal with the Rotten Dragon's doppelganger, but if you want to deal with the Rotten Dragon's main body, heh, it's just a joke."
"There's one more thing." Qin Qingye gently knocked on the meatball under her. "I've also said that the so-called Death Gate is actually an otherworldly item. Once this otherworldly item fuses with the Rotten Dragon, its last weakness will disappear."
The moment Qin Qingye struck, countless threads suddenly shot out from the meatball towards the Rotten Dragon.
Soon, the Rotten Dragon, which was originally just a soft lump of mud, began to slowly change its shape, growing a body and four limbs.
Its body was still covered in mud that could carbonize flesh and devour spiritual energy.
On its head is a pair of greedy mung bean eyes, staring at Mu Yan, as if staring at the most delicious food.
Qin Qingye said coldly, "I gave you a chance. If you were willing to submit just now, I would have given you a chance to live. Unfortunately, you gave it up yourself. Now, you can only become the Rotten Dragon's fodder … As long as it swallows you, the barrier will soon be corroded, and I can get what I want, hahahaha … "
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