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Wang Huai shrugged his shoulders and walked in. Since men and women don't care, it would be a bit hypocritical if he was twitchy.

"Damn, he actually went in, my goddess."

"Tsk tsk tsk, he is dead, Ruoxie will definitely kill him, Jun Moyu is Ruoxie's appointed woman."

"Yes, yes, he is dead."

Li Rui fell to the ground, clutching the wound on his lower abdomen. He was crippled, and he will be a cripple from now on. All the glory before will no longer exist, all the treatment will disappear, and he may even lose his life. All this was given to him by the masked man.

"I want you to die!" Li Rui gritted his teeth while looking at Jun Moyu's practice room.

Wang Huai walked into Jun Moyu's training room. The training room was only about [-] square meters, but the spiritual energy was extremely rich, and the divine lines were all over the place. It gathered all the spiritual energy together without wasting a single bit of it. It was indeed very suitable. practice.

Wang Huai took a deep breath, "Why is it so fragrant inside, is it like this in every practice room?"

Hearing Wang Huai's question, Jun Moyu blushed and lowered his head.

Only then did Wang Huai realize that the scent seemed to be coming from Jun Moyu.

"I can still practice here for ten days. I happen to have some new insights into the cultivation of the god pattern, so I don't want to go out early. You can go out with me after ten days. I will take you to see my teacher, and he will definitely protect you Yes." Jun Mo said.

Wang bad nodded.

"Then find a place to practice by yourself." Jun Moyu said, he sat cross-legged in a corner, leaving a large space for Wang Huai.

Wang Huai didn't hesitate, and quickly sat down cross-legged.

He knew that ten days later, there would definitely be a lot of trouble again, and he had to improve his strength as much as possible.

After these days of fighting and comprehension, Wang Huai felt that he was not far from the late stage of the False God Realm, and he should be able to break through by practicing here for ten days.

In the next few days, people continued to wander around Jun Moyu's training room. The battle between Wang Huai and Li Rui was often mentioned.

"Ruoxie, the woman you appointed has entered the same training event with another man. I want to know what you think?" On the sixth floor, not far from Jun Moyu's training room, someone stood in front of a young man. Said.

"I have no idea, even if he enters the same training room as Mo Yu, so what, if he dares to touch a single hair of Mo Yu, I will destroy him." The young man said in a ghostly tone with a gloomy face.

After finishing speaking, Ruoxie walked across to Jun Moyu's practice room, where there was also a practice room.

Ruoxie raised his hand and slammed it directly on the door of the training room.

According to the rules of Wenxinfang, when someone is cultivating in the practice room, theoretically speaking, outsiders are not allowed to interfere. Of course, the rules are always dead. outside the rules.

For example, Ruoxie, as a top ten disciple in the inner sect, even if he violated the rules, no one would take him seriously.

"Who, who dares to interrupt my cultivation?" The door of the cultivation room was opened, and a young man held his chest and said angrily. It seemed that he was disturbed and injured at a critical moment of cultivation.

"Get out" Ruoxie uttered a word coldly.

"It's you, Ruoxie?" The angry man saw the person in front of him clearly, and his face became extremely ugly. He knew that today was considered unlucky for him.

"I'll give you three seconds, if you don't leave, I'll destroy you," Ruoxie said.

The man gritted his teeth and left the practice room before Ruoxie started counting.

Weak, he can only be bullied, and he dare not even hum.

Ruoxie walked in calmly, he was going to guard here, whenever Jun Moyu came out, he would destroy that masked man.

Time passed quickly, and seven days passed in a flash.

During the seven days, Wang Huai absorbed countless auras from heaven and earth, but some of them were refined by the little princess.

Today, Wang Huai is a little excited, because he has already felt the aura of the late stage of the False God Realm. It is not difficult in the middle stage to the late stage. As long as the aura is strong and he is ready, it will basically be a matter of course.

Wang Huai took a breath, raised his whole body's aura, and the spiritual energy quickly rushed to him, ready to start to attack the late stage of the False God Realm.

"Um"

At this moment, Wang Huai heard a cry, which should have come from Jun Moyu's mouth.

"What's going on?" Wang Huai frowned slightly, but he didn't open his eyes. Now is the critical moment. In case of distraction, not to mention failure in the later stage of the attack, he may suffer backlash.

"Puff" suddenly there was another soft sound, followed by a faint smell of blood permeating the air.

Wang Huai hesitated for a moment, and opened his eyes, probably something happened to Jun Moyu.

Wang Huai couldn't just sit idly by, no matter what, she was helping him, not to mention she was a beautiful woman.

Sure enough, when Wang Huai opened his eyes, he saw blood overflowing from the corner of Jun Moyu's mouth. She was still sitting cross-legged, but her face was ugly, and her hands were constantly changing and dancing in front of her chest.

"It's the god pattern." Wang Huai's sea of ​​consciousness was released, and he felt a piece of god pattern in front of Jun Moyu. It looked like a second-level formation that had not yet formed. And backfired Jun Moyu.

The point is, the divine pattern is still in operation now, and the aura around it continues to provide power to the incomplete formation, which makes Jun Moyu's condition worse and worse. If this continues, she will not be able to handle the formation. To be seriously injured.

Wang Huai forcibly suppressed the infuriating energy in his body, stood up, and walked towards Jun Moyu.

"Don't come here, this is a formation, it's connected to my body, you can't help it." Jun Moyu felt Wang Huai approaching, and said anxiously, if Wang Huai messed around, it would only increase her danger.

Wang Huai ignored her, walked up to her, and took a closer look at the problematic formation. Indeed, because the formation was connected to Jun Moyu's body, Wang Huai was not very good at interfering, unless he ignored the inability to accept and accept men and women.

"The third horizontal line to the right in front, the direction is reversed, 180 degrees." Wang Huai said.

"What?" Jun Moyu was taken aback, not quite understanding what Wang Huai meant.

"Trust me." Wang Huai only said three words.

Because Jun Moyu helped him, Wang Huai was willing to give up the opportunity to break through to the late stage of the False God Realm and risk being hurt by backlash to save her, but only if Jun Moyu could trust him.

If you can't believe it, then Wang Huai won't force it.

"Trust him?" Jun Moyu was taken aback for a moment, this man had never even met him, yet he wanted to believe him?

But, why, after hearing his words, did he really feel at ease?

"Okay" Jun Moyu replied, stretched out his hand to control the divine pattern that Wang Huai said, and reversed it 180 degrees.

"On the top of the head, the third long line, three to seven separated, the first three to the rear seven; the vertical lines on the front are removed..."

Wang Huai said, Jun Moyu followed suit. After a few minutes, Jun Moyu felt that the pressure of the formation on him was almost eliminated, and the entire formation gradually became stable and complete.

"Okay, stop now and give up this formation." Wang Huai said.

"Give up?" Jun Moyu was a little surprised, but also a little bit reluctant. This is the formation that she spent a whole week setting up. Giving up means that she has failed in the practice of the second-level god tattoo master, which means that she still has a lot of skills. Not a qualified second-level god tattoo artist.

"Just let it go." Wang Huai said.

"Hmm..." Although Jun Moyu was a pity, he still listened to Wang Bad, and retreated two meters with his hand retracted.

Immediately following the formation, the divine pattern suddenly gathered and turned into a violent force that charged towards Jun Moyu. It turned out that the formation had not been repaired, and it was even more dangerous.

Jun Moyu was startled, and was about to resist, when suddenly a palm stretched out, his five fingers squirmed a few times in a row, and he actually pinched the mass of power directly in his hand, and then the five fingers joined together, and the formation disappeared without a trace.