The surrounding yellow sand began to roll, gradually swallowing Mo Qingshan's body.

It was not until Mo Qingshan's breath completely disappeared that Di Beixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

His face showed humiliation and resentment, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Mo Qingshan's contempt and arrogant attitude made him crazy with hatred.

But he did not dare to violate Mo Qingshan's orders at all.

Because of the pain that his soul was almost exploding just now, he realized that his life was completely in Mo Qingshan's hands.

He wants to give birth to himself, and he can give birth.

He wants to die, and he will die.

Di Beixuan took a deep breath, raised his hand, grabbed his sunglasses, and then moved towards the direction of Xiaoyao Gate with the number of traveling thousands of miles.

After the fatal injury that sunglasses on the body recovered, it seemed to turn into a puppet.

Only the occasional look in his eyes made people know that he was still alive.

Di Beixuan ignored the sunglasses and just frowned while flying.

Jun Muyan?

He always felt that Mo Qingshan's attitude towards this little god musician was too serious.

In front of Di Mingjue and Luo Yunxiao, he kept saying that little musician, as if he didn't care at all.

Only focus on the Seven Demons of Destruction.

But just now, Di Beixuan always felt that Mo Qingshan's attention to Jun Muyan was even more important than Qihuang.

Why is this?

What is special about this woman Jun Muyan?

===

The continent of immortal cultivation, ancient battlefield.

"Princess, Your Highness, the puppets have launched another attack!"

"There are not many black curse talismans left by Mr. Chu!"

In a hasty tent, Mu Yan was leaning against the bed, her eyes closed.

Her face was pale without a trace of blood.

Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down from the forehead from time to time.

Hearing the shouts, she slowly opened her eyes, and someone next to her immediately stepped forward and carefully wiped away the sweat from her face.

"Shut up! Are you finished? Haven't you seen how painful and weak His Royal Highness is now?"

After wiping the sweat, Xue Ji immediately glared at the person who broke in.

That expression wanted to rush over and tear him to pieces.

The speaker immediately shrank his neck, showing a grievance and fearful expression.

Then he said carefully: "Ke... His Highness the Princess said that after the three-wheeled attack of the human puppet, if the fourth round of attack is launched, you must come and inform her."

Xue Ji said angrily: "Idiot, the princess told you to die, will you go?"

"Xueji...stop talking..."

Mu Yan sat up with difficulty.

Xue Ji didn't care about scolding and quickly helped her up carefully.

"Who are the attacks this time?"

The person who replied to the opposite side was not the demon cultivator of the demon clan, but the spiritual cultivator of a human clan.

After hearing Mu Yan's question, he tried hard to recall it before saying, "It's No. 2, No. 9 and No. 19."

Mu Yan's face changed.

Number 2 is a bald Buddhist practitioner.

Before being made into a human puppet, his cultivation level had at least reached the peak of the Immortal Lord.

And No. 19 was Lin Huai they met in [Jiuli Tribe].

Lin Huai's cultivation has reached the Immortal Emperor.

After leaving the blessing of [Sacred Heavenly Bone], the realm fell, but no matter what, he still needs to be at the higher level of the Immortal Lord.

If these two people join forces to attack in this round, plus the Nine, who is also strong.

I'm afraid the barrier will really not be able to hold on.

Mu Yan: "Xueji, go and call the demon sword, Jiutong and Tianhe over. Han Weijiang, go and summon all the monks in the Shenlemen who have reached the level of the Immortal King... Cough cough cough..."
Chapter completed!