Mu Yan was worried, but he didn't show any signs on his face. He just frowned with a little disgust: "These old guys are so noisy that they have quarrel in my ears."

As she said that, the Heavenly Demon Piano appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Not long after, the melodious sound of the piano overshadowed the shouts of Jiuli envoy.

The people in Xiazhong District couldn't help laughing relaxedly.

Just now, they were all looking straight at the other side of the "painting", but now they gathered together in groups of three or three, and occasionally looked at the messy Jiuli envoy over there.

Some people even gathered together and whispered, whispering about which of the nine people was uglier and which one was a little more embarrassed.

Chu Moli glanced at Mu Yan and curled his lips.

A faint bloody color appeared on the tips of the fingers pressing on the pages.

He slowly turned another page.

The "relax and comfortable" atmosphere here finally made Jiuli, who was "painted" the other end, collapsed and despaired.

They realized that Chu Moli really only allowed one of them to survive.

He even didn't care whether one of them could survive.

But this really has the ability to kill them.

For thousands of years, they have been superior and able to control the entire Jiuli tribe, and can make high-level monks who enter the [Liangyi Soul-Slaying Barrier] worse than death.

They are not afraid of everyone in this world.

But only this seemingly weak young man aged two years ago is an existence they will never be able to defeat.

The burning flames on their bodies, the vultures circling in the sky, and the moon that is far away in the sky, are reminding them of their identities at all times.

No matter how high they climb or how many lives they control, they are slaves!

It is the [Jiuliu] who belongs only to Chu Moli and cannot betray him!

...

The first person to attack was Li Yan.

He was in the middle of the wooden bridge, and behind him was Li Hong, whose leg had been burned off.

Li Yan suddenly rushed up and kicked Li Hong in the head.

This kick contains powerful divine power.

An ordinary person's entire head will be broken into powder when he is kicked down.

Li Hong screamed, and his whole body shook violently, almost falling from the bridge.

"Lao Jiu, what are you doing?!"

Li Hong's green eyes were stained with red and his fierce appearance was revealed, "Lao Qi, don't blame me, I just want to survive!"

After saying that, a whip suddenly appeared in his hand and thrust hard towards Li Hong.

It's stuck!

The sound of bone breaking came.

Li Hong let out a scream, his hands drooped weakly, and his spine bent down.

He could no longer hold the wooden bridge and fell toward the magma below.

And Li Yan's action was like turning on a switch.

Jiuli envoy, who had been brothers for tens of thousands of years because of various interests, finally lifted the veil of deep brotherhood and revealed their selfish and cruel true nature.

On the narrow wooden bridge, a group of battles were formed.

As time goes by, the more their cultivation level is weakened in the [God and Ghost Mantra].

Therefore, this battle is not like the nine immortals fighting.

It's more like nine gangsters pulling their hair to fight hand in hand.

One by one, they were either burped into the magma or hit the vital point.

The people in Xiazhong District couldn't even care about chatting, and they all looked stunned and frightened.

Only Chu Moli, who was reading the storybook and Mu Yan, who was playing the piano, were still immersed in his own world.

It seems that he has no idea what is happening at the other end.
Chapter completed!