Chapter 4480 5.0232 Her Identity

"There is a third spell." Qiao Mu murmured to himself, and the spell that was created out of thin air overflowed with a powerful breath.

"Ghost...Ghost descends! Ghost descends spell! Ghost descends spell!!!" Luo He's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the woman in front of him in shock.

The most striking thing is that this paralyzed face does not draw a ghost descending spell.

She is constantly generating one after another, one ghost after another!

How does one stand up to this?

Not to mention the team, because Miss Xiao Xue is in a coma, Elder Zhuang must focus on protecting her, and he will also send her a steady stream of spiritual energy to restore her body.

What's more, the disciples of the City of Shadows are all at the tenth level of the spiritual realm on average. How can they resist the powerful ghost descending talisman?

"Run!! Run!" Luo He shouted sharply.

The endless generation of ghost descending charms almost became the last straw that crushed his nerves.

His teeth were trembling slightly, and he reminded everyone in a terrified voice, "Run! Immediately!!!"

At the same time, a teleportation rune with a halo appeared at the feet of everyone.

But the ghosts recruited by the facial paralysis have come out one by one.

The roar of ghosts and wolves filled the area, and dozens of ghosts rushed towards the rune formation with their teeth and claws.

Disappeared in front of everyone together with the teleportation array.

The corner of Qiao Mu's lips evoked a cold sneer, "You escape."

No matter how they escape, these people can only stay in the secret realm of Dimensity. As long as the secret realm does not spit them out, they will not be able to go out at all.

"Jojo." Mo Lian moved to her side with a worried look, raised her hand and put her in her arms and patted her twice, "Jojo, look at me."

Qiao Mu looked up at him with a puzzled face, blinked and asked, "What's wrong."

"Jojo, you are not allowed to think about those unhappy pasts."

"I didn't think so." Qiao Mu raised a small paw and ruffled his hair, "Why, you think I'm sick again."

"No." Qiao Mu raised his delicate brows, "My head is more sober than ever."

"I know who she is."

"Who?"

"Mu Qingya's daughter, it must be. They are too similar, no wonder the more I look at them, the more I think they are similar."

Qiao Mu raised his small head, and suddenly smiled, "Shen Qian is indeed a fool. Over the years, I haven't seen Mu Qingya's true face at all."

"She thought that Mu Qingya's little daughter really had a miscarriage."

"It now seems that this little daughter is living well in the City of Shadows."

Mo Lian understood, and raised her long eyebrows slightly, "Do you think that Mu Hexue from the City of Shadows is here? She is actually the little daughter that Mu Qingya announced to the public and has already had a miscarriage?"

Qiaomu nodded.

Speaking of which, if she hadn't been chatting with Shen Yan that day and overheard that Mu Qingya had had a second childbirth, she really couldn't have any connection between the two women.

"So, the City of Shadows, in fact, is very likely to have long been in anger with the fate of the sky?"

Qiaomu nodded slightly with a gloomy expression.

"Most likely."

Qiao Mu blinked, held Mo Lian's hand, and whispered softly, "Mu Qingya, this slut, doesn't always want to control the overall situation and control other people's lives."

"She doesn't want me to feel better, should I give something back?"