"Slut! Slut! Slut! How dare you humiliate me, Leng Qingwan!! "
She is the dignified Young Master of Tian Yi Men, a goddess that many Immortals yearn for, an existence that many people envy.
And Jun Muyan?
She's just a mortal from the lowliest world, an ant-like existence.
What qualifications does she have to laugh at her?!
What qualifications does she have to mock her?!
"Young Master, please calm down!" Ling Lan and Lu Zhu kneel behind Leng Qingwan, saying repeatedly: "That Jun Muyan is nothing more than a mortal who hasn't ascended. Even if Hibiscus is no good, she can certainly cripple her. At that time, how you want to deal with that slut, isn't it up to you, Young Master? "
"That's right, Young Master! You have a precious body, why bother with that kind of lowly servant! It wouldn't bring disgrace to your status. "
Leng Qingwan takes a deep breath, her eyes once again focusing on the Qianli Mirror.
Just then, the girl in the mirror flips her wrist, and a zither appears, the sound of the zither clanging.
Seeing the Tian Mo Qin in Muyan's hands, Leng Qingwan's pupils suddenly contract.
She almost blurts out, "Tian Mo Qin!!"
Behind her, Ling Lan and Lu Zhu also look excited, "Young Master, the Tian Mo Qin, the most precious Tian Mo Qin of the Shen Music Sect is still here!"
"Back then, the Shen Musicians could make the Three Realms tremble with fear. Apart from the crafty and insidious skills of the Shen Musicians, it was also because of this Tian Mo Qin that could move unhindered under the heavens, no one could match it."
"If my Tian Yi Men could obtain this Tian Mo Qin, and with the skills of the Shen Musicians, Young Master, in the future …"
Leng Qingwan's gaze is frighteningly hot.
Even the anger, shame, and jealousy from just now turn into a strong greed for the Tian Mo Qin and the skills of the Shen Musicians at this moment.
With all of this, she can not only dominate the world like the Shen Musicians in those days.
She can also make the Emperor look at her in a new light, and even take the initiative to beg her.
Her slender fingers, smeared with blood-red cardamom, press on the Qianli Mirror, and quickly draw a rune.
That's an order to Hibiscus: Kill Jun Muyan at all costs, seize the Tian Mo Qin and the Shen Musicians' inheritance!
… …
Even if Leng Qingwan didn't give this order, Furong would still be itching to dismember Muyan's body into a thousand pieces at this moment, and then take that ancient treasure, the Tian Mo Qin.
In Furong's mind, even if Jun Muyan's talent and cultivation are pretty good, she's still just a mortal in the end.
These black-clothed men were the elites of the Evolution Moon Sect.
Everyone's cultivation had long surpassed the level of inedia.
That's right, people from the Upper Realms have ninety percent of their strength suppressed in the Yanwu Continent.
He couldn't use his spiritual power without restraint, nor could he cast powerful spells.
They might even suffer a backlash from the erosion of the barren qi.
However, spirit cultivators were spirit cultivators after all. They were fundamentally different from mortals.
Not to mention anything else, just the aura released by a spirit cultivator was enough to cause the entire world to tremble.
To the mortals of the Yanwu Continent, it would pose a fatal threat.
After Furong gave the order, Elder Qi, who was the leader of the group, didn't make a move. Instead, he directed the disciples to attack.
However, Jun Muyan's strength far exceeded his expectations.
A figure flew out and crashed into a rock.
His face turned pale, and he spurted a mouthful of blood.
Elder Qi glanced at him, and his brows furrowed.
That person was his favorite disciple, and his cultivation was already at the eighth level of inedia.
But unexpectedly, he couldn't withstand three moves from Jun Muyan!!
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