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of the Magic of Illusion, and Meng Qi, You Tongguang, and Cui Xu all listened attentively and were momentarily stunned.

But Cui Xu is such a character, with a concise ancestral orifice and a strong spirit, he soon came back to his senses, and stomped hard on his feet.

Holes were suddenly revealed on the left and right sides of the corridor, and powerful crossbows shot out with lightning. The sound of the wind roared, and the rain of arrows was like a waterfall.

Duan Xiangfei’s figure was like a shadow, strangely distorted, he dodged a lot in the rain of arrows, but unfortunately there were too many arrows and too dense, he was still pierced continuously, and blood flowed out in pools.

Although Meng Qi was separated from Duan Xiangfei, Cui Xu was stepping on all the engines, so the crossbows also attacked from both sides crazily.

At this time, Meng Qi did not rely on his magic to perform all kinds of changes, but curled up into a ball, and covered the back of his head with both hands.

Whoosh, whoosh, a crossbow shot at Meng Qi’s body, even though the dark gold was circulating, it still pierced through, piercing Meng Qi like a hedgehog.

Everlasting and sometimes exhausted, strong crossbows are also rare, after one round, no more crossbow arrows are fired from the hole.

Duan Xiangfei was hit by seven or eight arrows, his Confucian robe was stained with blood, he was seriously injured, and he had already fought with Cui Xu.

Meng Qi stood up slowly. There were densely packed crossbows on his back and sides. Blood continued to flow out, staining the shaft of the arrow and white robe red. In addition, his face was pale gold. He didn’t look like a monk, but like an evil ghost returning from hell. .

He was seriously injured. If it wasn’t for the excellent damage reduction effect of the golden bell cover, he would have died on the spot. Still, the golden bell cover is on the verge of breaking through.

“Open it for me” He opened his eyes wide and angry, and slammed into the ice wall in front of him.

Although the golden bell jar was crumbling, but Meng Qi’s internal strength was still there, and the increased strength from cultivating the golden bell jar was still there, knocking out cracks in the ice wall with a bang.

Papapapa, the ice wall cracked, but You Tongguang slapped out with both palms in a calm manner. He was going to take Meng Qi’s life while he was seriously injured and his footing was not stable.

At this moment, he saw an extra black tube in Meng Qi’s hand

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