"Princess, be careful!"

"Do not to escape!!"

Seeing the fifth-level ghoul pounced on Mu Yan, Baili stood in front of Mu Yan regardless of everything.

The ghoul's sharp teeth bit through his body, and blood splattered everywhere.

Mu Yan raised his blood-skinned face and stared at the man who was pounced on him.

Baili Weiran said hoarsely: "Good Chen, be careful..."

Mu Yan closed her eyes, and tears flowed down her eyes.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and her nails were embedded deep in her palms.

She told herself over and over again in her heart.

Di Mingjue will not die, he will not die so easily.

As long as there is no corpse, there is hope for everything.

Mu Yan forced himself to concentrate and focus on the battlefield.

Ye Ling is dead.

She can no longer let anyone from the demon race sacrifice.

However, Mu Yan had just used the Seven-Secret Sword to force the ghoul away, and pressed his fingers on the strings of the piano and wanted to revive the [Tiangang Beidou Formation].

The demon zither in his hand suddenly made a violent buzz.

The strings broke one by one, and the entire body seemed to burst.

Huangquanguo encloses the space of the Heavenly Demon Piano.

But at this moment, Mu Yan still felt the surging emotions conveyed from the space of the Heavenly Demon Piano.

Pain, despair, anger... and hatred that ruins the world.

The swaying figure in red clothes slowly appeared in the air.

The boy who looked down at her was beautiful and charming, but his eyes were no longer filled with the warmth and unrestrainedness of his usual eyes, only crazy hatred and coldness remained.

That was Qihuang.

But it's not Qihuang.

It is the true demon of destruction.

Mu Yan opened his mouth and heard a hoarse and broken sound in his throat: "Qi...Huang..."

There was a voice in her heart clamoring wildly: Don’t listen to Qihuang’s words, don’t receive any more messages.

She could no longer bear any bad news.

However, the voice similar to Qihuang still came into her mind.

It's like the sound of death coming from the Yellow Springs of the Nine Nether Hell.

"Luo Yunxiao and Di Mingjue are scattered."

"The fusion of the two souls of the original deity will soon be no longer subject to anyone."

It looked up at the sky with thunder and clouds, and a cold smile like an evil ghost appeared on the corner of its mouth, "The door of the sky is opened, the way of heaven is destroyed, and the vitality is extinct. This is your retribution. Next, I will watch your fate well."

Mu Yan stared at the "Qihuang" in the air and said word by word: "What did you say...?"

"Qihuang" looked at her with pity, "I said, Di Mingjue and Luo Yunxiao are both dead, and you, the only descendant of the God Music Master, are also in danger. This world is destined to be destroyed."

"I will soon let the two souls merge completely, and then watch you wail, despair, and sink into hell with your own eyes."

After saying that, "Qihuang" suddenly frowned and curled up in pain.

Then it was sank into the demon piano again.

Mu Yan relaxed his hand and the demon zither fell to the ground with a bang.

"Princess, Princess! How are you?"

Mu Yan suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly fell down.

All the phantom clones around them disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ten [human puppets] gathered in one place, suspended in the air, condescending, and their eyes emitted a cold and cold light.

The fifth-level ghoul did not attack immediately, but made a strange roar, gathering all the low-level ghouls who only knew how to kill without any brains.
Chapter completed!