Ever since Li Qijian appeared and slashed the Heavenly Fu Immortal with thunder, Wan Zhenke has become the most depressed person in the battle circle.

He and Tianfu Immortal are like brothers, and the two of them can almost resist the top powerhouse when they join forces. The death of the Heavenly Fu Immortal also affected his combat power.

Moreover, these two juniors who appeared one after another are more perverted than the other.

Now, deep in his heart, there is a deep sense of remorse.

I knew this was the case, and I wouldn't have come to the troubled waters of the Qing Netherworld anyway.

However, there are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there are no regret medicines.

Now it is useless to talk more, in the chaotic form of the war circle, he is no longer eager to make meritorious contributions, but only seeks self-preservation.

For him, the only thing that is easy to deal with is Zi Mengyan's second elemental god. Therefore, even if he sensed Li Qijian's movements just now, he didn't stop it, allowing him to destroy the spirit array and release Zi Mengyan's second elemental god.

Zi Mengyan is concerned with the sect, and the second yuan god has little role in this battle circle full of strong people, and at the moment of getting out of trouble, he is bound to break out of the battle circle and take the white king as his opponent.

The Ten Thousand Array Guest can also use the name of the Second Yuan God who blocked Zi Mengyan to stay away from this land of right and wrong.

This is the small abacus of Wanzhenke.

It's just that just as he was chasing Zi Mengyan's second elemental god, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, ten familiar and terrifying shadows caught up.

Ten halls of Yama are coming!

"I'm Nima ......"

Ten thousand guests want to cry without tears.

The speed of the Ten Hall Yama was extremely fast, and in less than three breaths, he caught up with the Ten Thousand Array Guest and surrounded him in the middle.

"The Lord has commanded to suppress this man!"

The Ten Halls of Yama exchanged views, and each exerted his strong physical strength to 'suppress' the Ten Thousand Arrays.

Magical powers, martial arts, they don't know anything, but each of them contains terrifying power. There is no order to fight, after all, they are not afraid of pain and death. Coupled with the siege of ten to one, even if the brutal method of exchanging injuries for injuries is adopted, the other party is very disadvantaged.

Fortunately, this time, the Ten Thousand Arrays were prepared and were able to cast the Spirit Array.

His gaze fell on King Qin Guang's body, and his face became more and more depressed.

"Ten Hall Yama, wasn't one destroyed by the Blue Emperor, even if it didn't hurt the origin, it was impossible to recover so quickly. ”

"Are these people all monsters......

Wan Zhenke said depressedly.

......

Purple Pole Sect, within the sect.

More than half of the combat power of the Purple Pole Sect had already suffered casualties, but fortunately, the powerhouse of the Nebula Sect descended, allowing the Purple Pole Sect to get a little respite.

In this battlefield, the White King, as the only strong martial king, kills everywhere he goes.

The resentment that had been pent up in his chest for several months was vented in this battle.

In the entire Purple Pole Sect, except for Zi Mengyan, the only one who could stop the White King was the Ziyin Zhenren.

Ziyin Zhenren is known as the first person under the Martial King, and his strength is not covered, with a thin body, carrying the martial soul of Tiangang Purple Ape, holding a big stick with a thick bowl, wandering in the battlefield, like a fierce and brutal beast.

When he met the White King, the two only made eye contact, and the battle was about to break out.

Although Ziyin Zhenren has good combat strength, the gap between the half-step Martial King and the Martial King is an insurmountable gap. Dozens of rounds later, Ziyin Zhenren was already scarred.

Fortunately, at this time, the powerhouse of the Nebula Sect arrived, and the Four Elephant Star Martial Soul immediately locked on the White King, and Mu Qianqian jumped down from the top of the Xingchen Vermilion Bird's head, killed the White King, and saved the Ziyin Zhenren.

The two fought for a few rounds, although Mu Qianqian was in a downwind, but the Four Elephant Star Martial Soul was extremely mysterious and powerful, and it was very difficult for the White King to completely defeat her in a short period of time.

For a while, the two came to a stalemate.

Bai Wang looked at Mu Qianqian, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth rose, and a sneer was aroused.

"Your name is Mu Qianqian?"

The White King asked.

"Yes, no, there is no need for this girl to bother with you despicable villain. ”

Mu Qianqian's voice was cold.

"Hahaha!"

The White King suddenly laughed.

His laughter was piercing, making Mu Qianqian frown.

"Maybe it's providence. The White King looked at Mu Qianqian with interest and said with a smile: "Mu Ling, who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qianqian's delicate body trembled, and a complicated color appeared in her eyes.

"How did you know that name?"

Mu Qianqian said.

"Not only do I know the name, I also know where she is now, do you want to see her?"

The White King laughed.

Mu Ling is Mu Lao's righteous daughter, that is, Mu Qianqian's mother.

Hearing Bai Wang's words, Mu Qianqian's expression changed, and she immediately became excited.

"Where is she?"

Mu Qianqian asked.

The White King raised his eyebrows and sneered, "She...... Right behind you!"

At the same time, a cold killing intent came from behind Mu Qianqian.

Roar!

Without waiting for Mu Qianqian's reaction, Xingchen Xuanwu raised his head to the sky and roared, and the heads of a turtle and a snake let out a roar at the same time. The huge body scattered into a little star, turned into a starlight shield armor, and protected Mu Qianqian's body.

Snort!

In the next moment, two sharp claws descended on Mu Qianqian's chest. The wind gusted, and the cold light flashed in front of him.

The sharp claws landed on the Xuanwu Starlight Shield Armor, making a sharp and piercing sound, and shook Mu Qianqian back a few steps without hurting it in the slightest.

"Reaper?"

Mu Qianqian became vigilant.

The White King is in control of a secret technique, and every person in the Bai family has his own life-seeking ghost. At the beginning, Bai Yunfei, who was killed by Gu Tianyi, was the same.

The White King is now in the realm of the Martial King, and his life-seeking ghost is naturally not weak.

Mu Qianqian was distracted for a moment just now, and was attacked by the life-seeking ghost, if it weren't for the Star Xuanwu Protector, Mu Qianqian would be seriously injured even if she didn't die now.

At the same time, a white-clothed figure floated down beside the White King.

This figure, whether it is in shape or appearance, or temperament, seems to have been carved out of the same mold as the White King. It's just that the Soul Reaper is just a special kind of 'spirit treasure', or a part of the White King's body, and has no independent thinking and life.

"Oh, I'm so naïve to believe the nonsense of this vile villain of yours. ”

Mu Qianqian sneered.

With a flick of her wrist, the starry white tiger turned into a little starlight and melted into the sword in her hand.

For a while, the sword intent became even more powerful.

"Mu Qianqian, you have wronged me, Mu Ling is really here. Don't believe it, you see!"

The White King smiled, raised his big hand, and patted the Soul Reaper beside him.

Under Mu Qianqian's incomprehensible gaze, the appearance and temperament of the life-seeking ghost have undergone earth-shaking changes. has changed from a demonic white king to a petite, playful and cute woman with a gentle and sweet appearance.

Judging from his appearance alone, he is not even twenty years old.

Moreover, between her eyebrows, she is a little similar to Mu Qianqian.

It's just that she has long since lost her life and turned into a cold corpse.

Seeing this person, Mu Qianqian trembled, and two lines of hot tears slid down her cheeks.

"Mother...... Mother's ......"

Although Mu Qianqian had never seen her mother, Mu Ling, this kind of flesh-and-blood blood and family affection made her confirm Mu Ling's identity at a glance.

"In the Qinglong Cave back then, the person who killed my mother's relatives ...... It's you!"

Mu Qianqian's voice trembled, and her eyes were already full of killing intent.