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Mu Ran tilted his head and motioned for him to continue.
The door boy smiled faintly: "I'm afraid you don't know, right? The moment you entered the Temple of the Celestial Master, your body was already stamped with formation patterns by your master. As long as I think, you can be easily I kill."
Everyone was shocked.
One or two, they hurriedly checked their bodies.
If they are imprinted with formations, their bodies will have formation patterns.
I don't know who screamed: "I have a formation on my arm!"
After hearing this, the others quickly opened their sleeves to check.
More and more people found a black formation pattern on their right arm.
The doorman stared at Mu Ran firmly.
The smile on Mu Ran's face froze a bit.
Under the malicious expectant eyes of the doorman, he fully rolled up his sleeves.
Inside the white right arm, there is a very conspicuous black pattern formation.
There was an ominous atmosphere everywhere in that formation.
The only hope left in everyone's hearts was also shattered.
The most powerful of them have been put under the spell, so they can't even look at people in front of the big guys, let alone¡ª¡ª
There is no chance of survival!
Some people were terrified: "Why, why did the old heavenly master cast such a formation on us?"
The formation that can kill people in a single thought can only be done by Taoist practitioners who have cultivated the Taoist rank.
All of them are low-level people, and they don't even have the chance to detect it.
Even the sky-rank spell masters who might have noticed it didn't notice it.
Are they being used by others?
Everyone's eyes were red, full of hatred: "Why did the old heavenly master treat us like this?!"
Facing the questioning, the doorman was happy and at ease. He giggled and said, "Why? Naturally, it is to let you do things for us well."
The doorman's eyes turned slowly on everyone: "Could it be that, do you really think that you can really sit on the position of the celestial master just because of your so-called contribution?"
The insulting words seemed to have been stepped on the face.
Everyone was full of arrogance, but none of them dared to speak out the resentment in their hearts.
They can feel the power of formations on their bodies.
It is a kind of power that, when someone's life is held in their hands, as long as that person has a thought, they will be unable to breathe directly.
The doorman regained the feeling of holding power, and he looked at Mu Ran leisurely: "Now, can you give me your heart?"
Although it was a rhetorical question, he said it in an affirmative tone.
The contempt and sarcasm in his eyes all attacked Mu Ran.
Mu Ran's lips collapsed into a straight line, and he raised his hand lightly.
Yun Qing stepped forward with a stiff body.
The hand hangs down slowly.
The doorman's eyes were extremely fiery.
Almost as soon as Yun Qing let go of his hand, he couldn't wait to snatch the heart away.
"Bang bang bang" the heart beats again and again, as if carrying countless forces.
The doorman swallowed, and carefully placed his heart in an antique box.
The box was placed on his waist, in the universe bag that can store everything.
Yun Qing slowly returned to behind Mu Ran.
A dozen or so people involuntarily stood a little closer, like a small group reporting to keep warm.
After the heart was put away, the doorman looked at them in a good mood: "Now that we have finished talking, let's move on to the next place." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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