By chance, Muyang met Yuan Aoki. Same encounter, same character, same way. There are so many similarities in them. Maybe this can't be called a coincidence, but it's destined to happen.

But Mu Yang would never have thought that after Yuan Qingmu fused the qi of the Protoss, he would suddenly take him to see that scene in the illusion of cultivation, that terrible, bloody, scene that he didn't want to see at all.

Who is Muyang? He is the Venerable of the Holy Lord, and he has absolutely powerful power. This picture, if he couldn't figure out what it meant, then he had cultivated for so many years in vain. So when he saw everything clearly, his heart sank completely.

Motoaoki felt much better, no longer as light and fluttery as before. But after the pull of the powerful force just now, he was still chaotic and in a trance, and he didn't know what kind of reaction he should have for a while, so he didn't speak.

Standing in the center of the mountain, the cold wind howled over and over again. Mu Yang put his hands behind his back and didn't deliberately pay attention to it. His eyes changed from indifferent to deep, and Yuan Aoki couldn't see through what he was thinking, and he didn't dare to disturb.

For a long time, there are also day and night changes on this vast continent. So when the light was not there and it became dark, Muyang finally spoke. He turned around and stared at Motoaoki with an extremely serious look.

"Tell me, has there been a similar situation before?What other scenes have you seen?" said very seriously, and an invisible pressure diffused, making Yuan Aoki's expression change and unable to support it.

Forcibly supporting his figure, Moto-Aoki thought carefully. But in all these years of memory, he did not show the signs just now. Maybe it's really because of Muyang's Protoss bloodline that the abnormality will happen.

Shaking his head seriously, Yuan Aoki said: "Holy Lord, in this case, even if I am a fool, I know that the picture just now must be related to you, so I can't lie to you, I really haven't had this situation before." ”

With a frown, Mu Yang fell into deep thought again. He didn't know what he was going to do, and if that scene was really foreseen, that is, it would happen sooner or later. So if you don't go back, will it be different?

After cultivation, Yuan Qingmu communicated with Mu Yang's breath, so he quickly understood what Mu Yang thought: "Holy Lord, if I were you, I would go back and take a look at it desperately now, since it is a foresight, there is no way to escape." ”

The so-called authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. Now Muyang is in a state of confusion from the authorities, and Yuan Aoki knows most of Muyang's things through his breath, so he can also understand his current entanglement, and he is not reluctant.

With his hands clenched, Muyang was very entangled. Is it really impossible to get rid of? Is it really unavoidable? Must follow this path of fate? He also knows that escaping is not the way, but what can he do now?

Seeing this, Yuan Aoki stepped forward and held Muyang's shoulder: "Holy Lord, don't you still understand? Since the heavens use my ability to let you see clearly what will happen in the future, then it proves that there is still a chance to change." ”

A word woke up the dreamer, Mu Yang's eyes widened, and his hands slammed into Yuan Aoki's shoulders. The figure trembled a little: "Hehe...... Ha ha...... Sure enough, I was too persistent and thought too much, boy, thank you so much this time. ”

Nothing is meaningless, maybe this Yuan Aoki is the biggest turning point that God gave him this time. So Mu Yang didn't hesitate, he disliked the latter's speed too slowly, grabbed him, his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly.

After thinking about everything, Mu Yang quickly rushed towards Ruan Linlin's location. This time, he won't run away and will never let go. The girl can face everything with herself, but why can't she herself?

Smiled helplessly, Mu Yang felt that he was too stupid. It's stupid to boast of the prestige of the Holy Lord in vain, and not even compare to the thinking of a guardian spirit, and many times rely on others to remind yourself.

With a glimmer of hope rising in his heart, Muyang regained his vision for the future, as long as he could successfully find Qiankun Roulette and Linlin this time, he would definitely have a way to solve everything and restore his former appearance.

But at this moment, Mu Yang didn't know that the crisis on his side was temporarily resolved, but the young man in Chinese clothes and Lin Lin were still in danger, because they were not facing ordinary people, but the powerful Holy Venerable.

Breaking through the siege of the Holy Venerable Lord has already consumed most of the strength of the young man in Huafu. However, now he knew that without the support of Muyang's strength, he really couldn't last long, so now he became very embarrassed to escape......

"Holy Maiden, I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you trouble this time. His purpose is me, and if you don't have to rely on my strength to sustain yourself, maybe you can escape here now, and you won't have to run away with me. ”

There was no time for the young man in the Chinese costume to rest, because the aura of the Holy Venerable Lord was getting closer and closer. I don't have the strength to move at a rapid pace, so I can only barely run. Therefore, there were many black-robed pursuers behind him, and the entanglement was not light.

This Holy Venerable Lord must have felt that he had the chance to win, so he was like a cat playing with a mouse, and he didn't stop the young man in fancy clothes immediately. As long as he slowly delays time, when his strength is exhausted, it will naturally be a perfect opportunity.

At one point, in a low-lying area surrounded by trees on all sides. The young man in the costume stopped abruptly. His eyes swept in all directions, cautiously circling in which direction he should flee, but unfortunately, he was completely blocked.

The black-robed man is transformed by the breath of the Holy Venerable. Although he does not have the strong power of the Holy Venerable Lord, it is not easy to deal with it if he has been entangled like this all the time. Step by step, a red light flashed in the eyes of the young man in Chinese costumes.

After a pause, the corners of the young man in Chinese clothes raised a touch of coldness. With a flip of his right hand, a red light appeared, condensing into a weapon. Looking closely, it seems to be Muyang's most proud and convenient beast king bone whip.

Poof!poof!clam!clam!!bam!bam!slam!ss of thunder and lightning wrapped around the Beastmaster's bone whip. As a Qiankun Roulette, he can naturally control any positive power between heaven and earth, and it is not impossible to borrow a bone whip.

Snap! Boom! Flames rose and surrounded the young man in fancy clothes. The bone whip turned into a phantom of the beast king, roaring out, and powerful fluctuations were immediately set off on all sides.

Bang, bang, boom! The sound of explosions sounded, and those black-robed people turned into black gas one after another and disappeared. Soon, the aura around him finally became calmer. But the young man in Chinese clothes did not slack off, but said coldly: "Come out!"

The black gas condensed in the space. In the next second, a figure appeared. It was the Holy Lord: "Hehe...... Yes, there is still this trick. Little one, but how long will your strength sustain you?"

(End of chapter)