4730 Let's Make a Urn to Catch Turtles (1)

"You...you stop talking nonsense!!"

Li Tian's voice rose suddenly, even with a hint of hysteria, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all?!"

"Not bad!" Several other people also responded, "A mere lame man dares to make a fuss in my Jiuli tribe, I think you are courting death!"

"kill him!!"

The nine people glanced at each other, and they all saw the strong and decisive killing intent in each other's eyes.

Afterwards, he saw nine figures rise into the air, and without hesitation, rushed towards Chu Moli in the wheelchair.

Ba Xiaoshuang had already been scared to the side.

Mu Yan's hand was on the Tianmo Qin, her expression was tense, but she didn't move.

Seeing that the silver hook in the hands of the fastest Li Tian has reached the forehead of Chu Mo Li.

The veins on the back of Muyan's hand burst out, but she still didn't move.

The next moment, a picture scroll appeared out of thin air and flew from the ground.

The picture scroll is a very strange picture.

The first half is the bright moon and stars, and the sky is clear.

The second half is a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and hundreds of ghosts devour each other, competing for the way to climb to the stars and sky.

Mu Yan had seen this painting before.

Before the final battle on the cultivation continent, Chu Moli once painted.

But the original picture is far from the bright and dazzling color of the current picture, and every inch of detail is exquisite.

It was as if the stars and the bright moon, and the evil spirit below, were about to crawl out of the paper.

When Li Tian saw this painting, the silver hook that had hit Chu Moli's head suddenly froze.

With an extremely frightened look on his face, he murmured, "The Edict of Gods and Ghosts... The real Edict of Gods and Ghosts..."

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When Li Weiran was suddenly teleported away in the temple that day, Mu Yan was quite caught off guard.

Because she remembered that Li Weiran was not like the third senior brother who could easily activate the teleportation circle with a spell.

Otherwise, they were so embarrassed that they were chased by the Jiuli envoy.

If there was a teleportation circle, it would have been easy to escape.

And the few pieces of paper that Li Weiyan threw out, how come the more you look at them, the more familiar they are?

But soon Muyan lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was already in the [Xiazhong District].

The person sitting next to him was Chu Moli, who was reading the storybook with relish.

"Three Senior Brothers!"

Mu Yan jumped up from the bed, "Are you all right? Where have you been during this time?"

Before Chu Moli spoke, Li Weiran's cool voice came from the side, "In this broken place, even if you and I are dead, he can still live well."

Saying that, there was a sad expression on Li Weiran's face, "Muyan, when you saw me, why didn't you care if I was okay? This discrimination is too big."

Muyan rolled her eyes, ignoring this guy's pretence.

She looked around, and her consciousness subconsciously probed, with a surprised expression on her face, "What is this place?"

"The [Xiazhong District] of the Jiuli tribe, or, you can also understand it as the [slum], [garbage shelter], [livestock farm] of the Jiuli tribe..."

The corners of Muyan's mouth twitched, and she quickly raised her hand and said, "Enough, Third Senior Brother, please stop using the messy descriptions."

She understood that this should be where Ba Xiaoshuang and the others lived.

There are enchantments inside and outside the Jiuli tribe.

But this enchantment is very strange.

The [Liangyi Soul Deprivation Barrier] in the outer enchantment prevents strangers from entering the Jiuli tribe, which is understandable.