"Saya, I'll just go with you, you let the others go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Ninan said in a loud voice.

Balai hurriedly said: "Lord Beast, you must not! Balai just doesn't want this life, and he can't let you ......."

"Shut up!" shouted Ninan.

Seeing this, Mu Fuhai smiled like an old fox, "Since you're here, you might as well enjoy the scenery of my Corpse God Sect together, and don't be in a hurry to leave." ”

This means that no one will let go.

Saya took out an amber bead from her waist, and a small worm was sealed inside, she pinched the bead and said to Ninan: "You eat this forbidden Gu and follow me into the Corpse God Sect, and I will let them go." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Fuhai only felt that his face was beaten by this woman, as soon as he finished saying to keep people, this woman was going to let people go, too much to take him, the ancestor of the Corpse God Sect, in his eyes!

There are many things again and again, there are no repeated and four, he Mu Fuhai also has a temper!

"Hmph, don't let anyone want to leave today!, you have to leave the Corpse God Sect for this seat!" Mu Fuhai shouted angrily.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were overcast, the cold wind was howling, and a cold breath with majestic coercion burst out from Mu Fuhai's body, the forest was cold and biting, Ninan was shocked, and before he had time to make any movement, he felt that his body was frozen inch by inch from the inside out, and the holy spiders beside him were covered with a layer of white frost, and his body trembled in pain.

The coercion of the Yuan Infant Period was crushed with all their might, and Ninan and Ba Lai were still able to resist for a few breaths, but most of the fifteen Wu Clan people only had cultivation in the foundation building period, and there was no room for survival in the face of such a terrifying momentum.

However, each of them had no fear on their faces, and their eyes were always staring at Saya and Mu Fuhai, showing the unyielding spirit of the people of the Wu tribe who would rather die and calmly face the mortal situation.

At this moment, a slender white hand behind the fifteen people slowly raised, and with a random wave like a fly, Mu Fuhai's majestic coercion suddenly turned around, and all of them crushed towards him.

Mu Fuhai's expression was awe-inspiring, and he hurriedly drove the two ghost generals to block in front of him, and after two huge muffled sounds, the coercion dissipated, and the power of the counterattack made Mu Fuhai's qi and blood roll, and his face turned red.

Saya looked at this change in horror, that hand, the hand that was so slender that there was only a layer of skin wrapped in bones, but it gave people the feeling of shaking the sky and Zhenyue, could it be...... Saya swallowed with difficulty, so frightened that she didn't dare to think about it at all.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the hand, and the fifteen men stepped out of the way, only to find that there was an extra person behind them at some point, and they had not even noticed it from beginning to end.

"Mu Fuhai, are you disgusted with your life?" The cold tone, the cold tone, just listening to this voice, can remind people of all the frightening and creepy pasts about her.

Mu Fuhai, who has been in Nishizawa for decades and has cultivated to the top, at this time, the blood on his face is advancing, his pupils are constricted, his back is covered with cold sweat, his feet are unconsciously retreating, and he looks at the face that everyone in the Huangquan Realm knows with a shocked expression.

This is impossible, this must be someone from the Wu clan looking for a fake rabbit cub, in order to deter him, yes, it must be a fake!

Mu Fuhai, who couldn't believe that it was Jin Ling's deity, was comforted by himself, and the evil was born to the side of the guts, and suddenly urged the two ghost generals to rush over fiercely, striving to kill this fake thing!

A mocking smile appeared on his face hidden in the shadows, and the whole person flashed away in place.

Bang!

The sky shook, and when everyone's eyes chased over, they saw that Jin Ling's left fist maintained the momentum of smashing out, and a ghost was hit by Jin Ling's left fist, like an arrow from the string grazing Mu Fuhai's body into the gloomy mist.

And the other, trampled under Jin Ling's feet, the ghost general's body, which could resist the fifth-order magic weapon, was trampled into it by Jin Ling, and the ground under his body was cracked.

Jin Ling slowly withdrew his left fist and hung it at his side, grinding it hard under his feet, and after a creepy crisp sound, the ghost general's spine was trampled off by Jin Ling, and he temporarily lost his mobility.

An overwhelming and powerful momentum erupted from Jin Ling's body, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Jin Ling slowly raised her chin, her black clothes hunted in the yin wind, her eyes looked at Mu Fuhai coldly, her petite body contained the power of destroying the world, making her whole person look like a demon god, intimidating the world!

Jin Ling's cultivation and the pressure of his divine consciousness were undisguised, although he could not reach the middle stage of the Yuan Infant cultivation, but the momentum was by no means inferior to the middle of the Yuan Infant.

"Yuan Infant, Yuan Infant Middle Stage!" Mu Fuhai's voice trembled, frightened to the extreme, he still didn't believe that this was Jin Ling in his heart, although that woman had good qualifications, it was only more than a hundred years since she first entered the Huangquan realm, how could she reach the middle stage of Yuan Infant, this is too rebellious, this is absolutely impossible!

Saya on the side was already sitting on the ground in despair, and Mu Fuhai was still struggling and shouting: "Kill her, she is a fake, she is definitely not Jin Ling!"

Every monk in the Yellow Springs Realm remembered that great battle, and remembered how weak Jin Ling was, leading the demons to crush the gods and refining the void, forcibly tearing open the rift in the Yellow Springs Realm, and leading tens of thousands of monks to break out of the cage.

That kind of shock, that kind of shock, will not be erased with time, forever shocking the soul of the monk of the Yellow Spring Realm, how could Mu Fuhai not be afraid, not frightened?

The ten disciples of the Yudan Stage hidden in the gloomy mist were all stunned on the spot as if they had been struck by lightning, and no one heard Mu Fuhai's order at all, and even if they did, they hesitated to carry it out at this moment.

"Ahh

In the corner, a bronze corpse with a jade-white light scratched his throat in pain, blood burst out from his eyes, staring at Jin Ling with hatred, and walking towards Jin Ling without the control of his master.

A hand grabbed the arm of the bronze corpse, and the man hidden in the gloomy fog lowered his head and trembled, with a crazy and hideous smile on his gloomy face.

"It's back, she's finally back! This time I must cut her body one by one, slaughter her soul one by one, hehe, hehehe, don't worry, we will definitely kill her, we must kill her! This is the purpose of our life like dogs, isn't it?"

The bronze corpse gradually settled down, standing quietly in front of the man, the corners of the mouth cracking on the rotten face, cracking all the way to the base of the ear, and slowly rising.

Jin Ling glanced at the four directions lightly, frowned, and the thunder fell in the nine heavens, intertwined into a glorious dome, constantly flashing with electric light, sandwiched by the endless flow of earth-shattering thunder, trapping the people of the Wu Clan together with Saya and Mu Fuhai, and the other disciples of the Corpse God Sect who were hiding in the gloomy fog were blocked.

Ninan was already crying with joy, and at this moment, watching their witch king wave his hand and turn things around, a strong sense of pride rose in his heart, their king, their heaven, and their god have finally returned!

She was the first to run to Jin Ling's feet and knelt on the ground, and pressed her right hand, which was trembling with excitement, against her chest, against the heart that could not be pressed and beat strongly, and shouted.

"Witch King Jin Ling, my King Jin Ling!"

Suddenly, Balai and fifteen Wu people knelt down in unison, and the mountains roared with a tsunami and tears welled up in their eyes.

"Witch King Jin Ling, my King Jin Ling!"