The pair of peach blossom eyes that were similar to her had murderous aura at this time, and the hatred was as if they would never give up until they were torn into pieces.

Mu Yan curled her lips and her eyes were cold.

Ning Xu regarded Xiaoyao's seven sons as evil deeds and wanted to deal with them quickly.

She also wants to settle the grudges of Ning Xuqing's parents being chased.

The two of them finally came to an ending of death!

When Chu Xinyan saw that Mu Yan didn't even bother with him, his eyes were filled with a sinister light.

"Jun Muyan! Now that we six tribulation-passing cultivators are by our side, do you really think that by your own strength and this prehistoric tower, you can escape from heaven?"

"I advise you not to be stubborn and go back with me obediently. There may be a glimmer of hope."

Mu Yan's gaze finally fell on him, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Chu Xinyan, you have been clamoring since I appeared and shouted until now. You are not tired of saying anything, I am tired of listening to it."

Chu Xinyan's face was instantly distorted.

He raised his hand and thunder lightning slammed down at the tower.

The tower remains motionless.

But Mu Yan's body shook and almost fell off the tower.

"Miss!!"

At this moment, Chu Tianyou, who had climbed to the top of the tower, quickly supported her with his eyes and hands.

The tentacles are wet, sticky and cold.

Chu Tianyou's whole heart was trembling violently, and he felt biting pain and guilt.

Mu Yan opened his eyes hard and looked at him: "Have everyone entered the prehistoric tower?"

Chu Tianyou calmed down and pressed back the wet and heat that surged into his eyes. He said hoarsely: "Yes, everyone on the flowing cloud blanket, including the living zombies, have all entered the prehistoric tower."

Mu Yan's eyes showed relief.

But as soon as her mind relaxed, the blood and blood in her body surged, and she vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Miss!!" Chu Tianyou's hand trembled, trying to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but stopped in the air and could not move.

Mu Yan's fingernails were deeply embedded in the palm of his palm.

At this moment, she could only use pain to maintain her mind, and then slowly mobilize the almost dry mind in her body.

"Tianyou." Chu Xinyan's voice sounded again, but it was a bit more kind and gentle than the harsh expressions he had when he had to suck Chu Tianyou away. "Tianyou, over the past year, my father has been missing you for the hardships you have been wandering outside for more than a year."

"Now that you are the only legitimate son left in the Marquis of Dingguo Mansion, how could my father be willing to let you die? I promise that as long as you persuade Xiaoyao's seven sons to surrender, you will still be the prince of the Marquis of Dingguo, with a lofty and infinite glory."

Chu Tianyou was about to vomit when he heard these disgusting words.

Is there anyone in the world who is more disgusting than Chu Xinyan?

Even if the tiger is poisonous, it doesn’t eat any of the children.

But what about this man?

He gave birth to one blood after another in order to absorb their essence, blood and souls to prolong his life.

Not to mention his father, he is not even worthy of being a human being.

Chu Tianyou was about to refute.

But I heard Mu Yan's low voice sounding in my ears.

"Chu Tianyou, I still need half a stick of incense to hold them up."

Chu Tianyou held his hands tightly, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

He knew that Mu Yan could no longer use his spiritual power and spiritual sense.

Otherwise, her just advanced out-of-body stage will collapse.

She may even die because of the collapse of the soul.

But what position does he have to stop Mu Yan?

Can he save Xiaoyao's seven sons and teachers and students?

Can he fight off Chu Xinyan, Ning Xu and the others?

Can he control the tower?

No, he can do nothing!
Chapter completed!