Mu Ruhongyue, who was kneeling on the ground, regained clarity in his eyes, and when he fixed his eyes, his pupils contracted sharply.

What did he see?

His own ancestor, the patron saint of the Dali Dynasty, turned out to be a shriveled humanoid corpse!

"No !!"

A heart-rending roar came out of his mouth, and Mu Ruhongyue stretched out his hand to reach forward, his body trembling.

His face was full of pathos, and at this moment it was worse than death.

The existence that had the greatest expectations was infinitely magnified when he saw his corpse when he regained his senses.

Mu Ruhongyue fell to his knees, muddy tears slid down his face, and the whole person was grief-stricken.

He hated it so much, he hated being controlled by a demon girl!

Jing Yao crossed her arms around her chest and said proudly: "You waste, now you can see the situation clearly, your ancestor is not worth mentioning in the eyes of my sect leader." ”

Her beautiful eyes shone with a cold light, and her heart was extremely happy.

This dog emperor is really a waste, even if he has the most power in Kyushu at the beginning?

Only the sect leader is a strong man in the world, and such a man deserves the word top.

The old lady would rather play with the sect leader ten thousand times than touch this kind of waste!

Mu Ruhongyue's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his head and roared: "You cheap **! I really fell in love with you at that time!"

"You're scolding!"

Jing Yao's willow eyebrows were upside down and said angrily.

"Cheap**! Stinky! You are just 10,000 people riding and don't let people say it!"

Mu Ruhongyue scolded like crazy: "You evil cultivators, sooner or later, you will all go to hell!"

Jing Yao's face was ugly, so angry that she clenched her teeth, and said fiercely: "Since you have seen the death of the old thing, then there is no need for you to keep it." ”

The killing intent in her heart surged, and a pair of Danfeng eyes burst out with a cold cold light, and the jade hand was wrapped in terrifying power and hit out.

Waste man, die!

A palm print rose from the ground, killing the other party with the power of Huanghuang.

Seeing the huge coercion sweeping towards him, Mu Ruhongyue's heart trembled violently, he knew that he would never be able to resist it.

Rumble!

The prohibition in the body was lifted, and a large wave of terrifying power burst out from it.

Jing Yao's face changed, and she forgot that there was still a ban placed by that old thing in the dog emperor's body.

Soon, this dazzling palm print was dispersed and annihilated, setting off gusts of air.

This is not over, the prohibition in Mu Ruhongyue's body is even more fierce than before, this terrifying force not only dispersed the palm print, but also bombarded away with unabated power.

Jing Yao's scalp was numb, and her delicate body trembled.

The next moment, a cold voice sounded, with a strong disdain.

"It's just a dead man's means, see the sect leader break it with all his might. ”

Then, the blood-robed man raised his hand, which contained terrifying fluctuations that shook people's hearts, and twisted undercurrents were generated around him.

"Extinguish!"

With a thunderous shout, the terrifying power rushed away in an instant.

When the two collide together, they overturn in an instant.

"You will be punished!"

Mu Ruhongyue's eyes were cracked, his whole body was shrouded in blood-colored light mist, and every inch of his skin was rapidly melting.

After all, even the person who laid the ban was killed by the other party, and he couldn't save his life by the ban alone.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man in the dragon robe to turn into a puddle of mud, and there was no sign of his life.

The emperor of the Dali Dynasty died today without a full body.

After doing all this, the blood-robed man withdrew his hand and sneered: "A person who has lost his value will die when he dies. ”

Jing Yao was finally relieved, she looked at this majestic and powerful man, her face full of admiration, "Sect Master, Yao'er just likes people like you. ”

Hearing this, the blood-robed man glanced at him coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a knife-like smile, "Hehe, you have made great contributions to the church over the years, and you must have suffered a lot." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Yao'er can work for the sect leader, Yao'er is willing, even if the sect leader you do anything to me, people can gladly accept it. ”

Jing Yao's cheeks flushed, and her eyebrows were affectionate.

She moved the lotus step slowly closer, exuding a sultry charm that made people want to swallow her alive!

The blood-robed man's eyes flickered, and his thin lips spit out two words, "Kneel!"

Hearing this undoubted majestic voice, Jing Yao's delicate body trembled, and she quickly fell to her knees on the ground.

"You cheap **, it really stinks, this sect leader will give you a chance, but not now, understand?"

The blood-robed man looked down at the kneeling woman, and said coldly from above.

Jing Yao's eyes were misty and excited, "Yao'er knelt down to thank the sect leader for his divine gift." ”

"Huh,"

The blood-robed man's eyes were contemptuous, of course he knew what kind of character this woman was.

Several of the Church's 12 Dharma Protectors have had an affair with them.

In addition, when he infiltrated the emperor's side to carry out a mission, he didn't know how many times he had been beaten over the years.

He didn't bother to think too much about going back and forth like this, at most he regarded this woman as a whim venting tool.

What we need to do now is to quickly eliminate the resistance forces in the royal capital and firmly control the power hub of Kyushu.

"Let's go, bitch. ”

The blood-robed man put down a sentence, and the whole person rushed into the sky with a swish, and he still carried a shriveled corpse in his hand.

"Always follow you, my Master. ”

Jing Yao lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes.

Immediately, she hurriedly followed.

made such a gesture before, and it was probably only for Mu Ruhongyue.

But it's just that the task is forced to do so.

And now, it is out of a sincere heart for his sect master.

In the palace, a puddle of unformed mud was pouring rain, and who would have imagined that he was the king of a country before.

The powerful families of all sizes in the royal capital never dreamed of what would happen next.

At this time, there were corpses everywhere in the family, the flames of war were burning, and puffs of gunpowder smoke rose in the ruins.

Countless black shadows raged in various venues, their eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red, like hungry wolves about to choose people to devour.

Many Muru people lost their lives after being violently attacked, and there was hardly a single body left intact as far as the eye could see.

Bang!

A middle-aged man was knocked out of the rubble and collapsed into a large broken crater.

A streak of blood erupted from his mouth, and his robe was torn and scarred.

Mu Ruheng, who had cultivated in Jindan Great Perfection, was desperate, he gritted his teeth, and the whole person had to stand up strongly.

Whoosh ......

A series of black and purple robed figures appeared in front of him, looking at him playfully with their eyes, and their hearts were full of schadenfreude.

Except for this Mu Ru family's Jindan powerhouse, the others all fell miserably before.

Some of them were crucified to large pillars, some were shot alive with their heads blown off, and some of their bodies were split in two.

In short, all kinds of tragic deaths.

And now, only this older Mu Ruheng is left.

"Tsk, that's miserable. ”

A grim voice came from his mouth, mocking.

A large cloud of ghostly fire appeared in Kurogo's hand, and he tilted his head to look at it.

The other Dharma Protectors also sneered, and they were very contemptuous of this strong person who had cultivated the Great Perfection of Jindan.

"Ahem......"

Mu Ruheng coughed up a mouthful of scarlet blood, the whole person was already at the end of the crossbow, he looked around, listening to the screams in his ears, his heart was like thousands of sharp blades stirring.

He lifted up his head, and his heart was sad.

It's really a Mu Ru family!!