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Although using a seventh-level body to envoy an innate spiritual treasure is a bit over the top, but this thing is an innate spiritual treasure in the end, even if it only exerts one percent of its magical effect, it can still be invincible at the same level.

The aura of destruction like the big bang of the universe swayed from this small mirror, and even the power of the aggregation, collapse, and explosion of hundreds of millions of stars is not enough to describe it... With the jet of power in the mirror, the entire heavens The sun in all the worlds seems to have dimmed a bit.

But all of this, falling on the other party's delicate and fair hand, seems to be insignificant?

"Xihezhi hasn't been raised yet, how bright is Ruohua?"

The woman behind her recited a poem with a simple and simple prophecy, and then Mochizuki found that the light and hot energy swayed by the Xihejing in her hand had all disappeared...

It can't be said to disappear, maybe it's better to say 'with the light'... It's like the firefly's light can't see any light under the sun.

Mochizukiqing used all her strength to enlist Xi and Jing, who was compatible with her, to deliver a blow comparable to that of Da Luo... But all of this seemed too shallow, too pale, and too weak in front of this little hand.

When Mochizuki finally turned around, the owner of this hand also held the mirror in his hand.

"Sure enough..." Before Mochizuki could finish her words, she looked at the little hand that was reaching out to her head with a horrified expression...

"Crack~"

"Ahhh~" Mochizuki covered her forehead and squatted in defense. She gritted her teeth secretly in her heart and thought, "It's really this scumbag woman, I'll just say, who dares to blow my head apart from her!"

Jibril had turned her back and looked like I didn't know anything. She tilted her head and looked at Mochizuki Xihe, who was still wearing the same pink Hanfu as last time, and was playing with a small mirror in her hand.

"Damn it! He actually stole my spirit treasure..." Mochizuki grinned slightly, but she didn't mean to snatch it back.

At first, Wang Yueqing knew the real reason why she made Nuwa and Fuxi treat each other with courtesy... If Mochiyue Xihe really needs Lingbao, something big must happen!

Not to mention temporarily lending her to use it, even if it is taken away directly, Mochizuki Qing will not have any dissatisfaction... A mere tattered spiritual treasure is not a trump card, it is at most a means.

Mochizukiharu knew who her real backstage was.

This second time~ Even Mochizuki Qing can't beat this scumbag woman in front of her!

"Che~ I don't know how long I've been wearing a set of clothes, isn't there a smell... like I change clothes every day~" Mochizuki Qing whispered conspiracy... But the voice was just right so that several people could hear it.

"..." Jibril now crouched down, buried her face in her thighs, and covered her ears, indicating that she didn't know anything.

Wang Yuexi and Wei Wei were silent, and immediately their clothes started to catch fire. After they were completely burned, what appeared in front of Wang Yueqing was... Shengguang? !

Yes, it's the Holy Light... Mochizuki Xihe's body was enveloped by a burst of brilliance that could blind people, and even if he looked directly at the Holy Light with Mochizuki Qing's seventh-level strength, he couldn't help squinting his eyes and weeping.

When Wangyue Xihe took out a set of navy blue Hanfu and put it on again, the dazzling holy light disappeared.

"Tsk~ I didn't see anything, don't say anything, my eyes~" Mochizuki covered her eyes for a while before opening them, and moved her eyes slightly, and it took a while to fully recover.

"I said you... huh?" Mochizukiqing was about to ask Wangyue Xihe why he came to her suddenly, but found that the Hanfu on her body was gradually changing color.

The navy blue, embroidered Hanfu with exquisite patterns is gradually being rendered red... But it seems to be influenced by some kind of force, the red that should be heavier than blood has been twisted into bright pink.

"Your clothes? And it feels so heavy..." Mochizuki found that the originally exquisite pattern was becoming distorted. Although at first glance, the embroidery texture was still exquisite and ingenious. Transformed into depraved, unrestrained.

Sometimes the core of a piece of art can be replaced with just a few strokes... not to mention even the color has been changed?

This is why Mochizuki Qing looked at Mochizuki Xihe's clothes, and the first thought that popped into her mind was 'saucy pink'... Because she could only see this level.

"Do you know now?" Mochizuki Xihe shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, "It's not that I didn't change my clothes, it's just that this layer of malice distorted your sight!"

Mochizuki Xihe continued: "In the end, you are still too weak. I see my own dressing style, which changes every day, but you can't see it!"

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Chapter 729 This Mochizukiqing is just stunned

"..." Just as Mochiyukiqing rubbed her eyes, she raised her head to look again, and she found that Mochiyuki Xihe's clothes were once again the same pink as before.

But this time Mochizuki Qing would not think that Mochizuki Xihe had worn a set of clothes for a long time and didn't change it... Because she watched the other party change clothes, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a hot pink again.

"How... how did you do it?" Mochizuki-qing reacted at this time, no matter how stupid she was, she asked slightly but somewhat: "Is it okay? Why is your body and appearance affected? "

"It's not in the way... Do you know about Daozheng?" Wangyue Xihe waved his hand and said: "The Dao is only contentious, 'the ancestor of Wanjieyang'? It sounds majestic, but I was only one of the many candidates at the beginning! "

"Afterwards, I killed everyone who fought with me for 'Tao' and became the only Xihe!" Mochizuki Xihe said: "Yin and yang are originally one, the negative yang is born, the positive yin is born... So I am not only in charge of the sun Besides, it also controls Taiyin.”

"Because of all this, it is my trophy in itself!"

Mochiyueqing can't imagine how magnificent the experience of Mochizuki Xihe is, but from this few words of 'Dao struggle', you can smell the endless blood and cruelty.

The philosophy of distinguishing between good and evil, yin and yang, and black and white... It is not a philosophy of planting flowers in itself, nor is it a way of looking at the moon and harmony. She is the ancestor of yang, and the trumpet is also the pole of yin that controls the yin.

In other words, she is the ancestor of Yin, and the trumpet is the goddess in charge of the sun. They are all old-fashioned people... But no matter what you look at, Mochizuki Xihe is at the ninth level, and they are indisputably big. Magician.

"I haven't said what you came to do with me?" Mochizuki didn't mention anything about Xi and Jing, but asked with a slightly dignified expression: "Isn't it because you are in trouble?"

"Trouble? No trouble... But there's a good thing!" Mochizukiqing watched Mochizuki Xihe with high spirits, and there was no sign of anger or gloom at all.

"What's the good thing?" Mochizukiqing said with her dead fish eyes open, "Don't say that a good thing is to gain a nonsense such as a congenital treasure..."

"What is a congenital spiritual treasure?" Mochizuki Xihe said disdainfully, holding the Xihe mirror in his hand, "You are a person who wants to be called your ancestor, how can you be greedy for a broken mirror?"

"Hey hey hey~ This isn't a broken mirror... Forget it, say whatever you like!" Mochizuki Qing retorted originally with a dissatisfied face, but when she thought of the mirror's performance of pulling her hips when she met Mochizuki Xi and later, she immediately retorted. I'm out of luck.

If someone else dared to say that, Mochizukiqing would look at him directly in the mirror... Under Daluo, whoever comes will die!

If the existence of the Daluo level makes a move, it will not be a big deal. If Mochizuki wants to, she can directly use this mirror to project a trace of Xihe's charm...

After all, Mochizuki has really seen Mochizuki Xihe, and it is not difficult to forcibly imitate Mochizuki Xihe's charm against the enemy with the power of the innate spiritual treasure.

But in the face of the existence of this simple hand holding the sun and the moon, Mochizukiqing has nothing to say... His biggest trump card is the shadow left by the avenue controlled by the other party, but this little trick can resist the real deity. What's the use?