"Wow!" The door of the Temple of the Dead slowly opened outward, but Mu Yun was still in a state of concentration and did not wake up.

An Zimo heard the heavy sound of the door opening, his heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly retreated in the direction of the temple with the remaining ice snow spiders, and while retreating, he commanded the ice snow spiders to shoot out spider silk to attack the other half of the cursed warriors who were not frozen in ice.

The cursed warriors dodged the attack of the spider silk with great dexterity, and at the same time, their arms were rounded, and they kept launching large fireballs from between their palms, and the fireballs in the sky were overwhelming and frantically surging, burning the snow-white spider silk into ashes in the blink of an eye, and the smell of burnt and pungent filled the sky, and the dusk smoke gradually turned the air into chaos.

Under the cover of the thick smoke, An Zimo took the Ice Plain Snow Spider and flew backwards at an accelerated pace, since the gate of the temple had been opened, there was no need for him to entangle with those cursed warriors, and it was the best strategy to escape from this place this morning.

On the platform of the castle, Shen Shaoqing had recovered his strength slightly, his eyes swept at the seven kings who were captured by his subordinates, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, and he snorted in his mouth: "You wretched, you always think how great you are, in the end, you haven't been captured by me alone?" He stopped his gaze on Ming Shaodong's face, and continued, "Ming Shaodong, speaking of which, I also want to thank you, if you don't often persecute me, I'm afraid I won't have any achievements in my life." ”

"Humph!" Ming Shaodong looked disdainful, and scolded, "Ming Shaoqing, you waste, you are just a villain, do you think you are invincible in the world when you get the light of extinction?" ”

"Smack!" Before Ming Shaodong finished speaking, he was slapped the face, and half of his cheek suddenly swelled to the old high, "You dare to beat Lao Tzu!" Ming Shaodong was extremely angry and stared at Ming Shaoqing viciously.

"How about beating you?" Shen Shaoqing sneered, "Today I will also break the meridians of your whole body, and see if you dare to look down on people in the future!" As he spoke, he shook his right wrist, "Boom! A thin-bladed long sword flashed in his palm, and the tip of the sword shook and pressed against Ming Shaodong's shoulder, "This is your own sin!" Shen Shaoqing shouted angrily, and was about to stab the other party.

"Sixth brother, stop!" The leader of the eight tribes suddenly exclaimed, "The biggest enemy at the moment is the little girl with the power of the seven systems at the gate of the Temple of the Dead, if you don't arrest her, you will kill your own brother!" If she is allowed to fuse the power of the seven systems, let alone unify the Three Realms in the future, I am afraid that even you will not be able to fight against the human realm! ”

Hearing this, Shen Shaoqing slowly withdrew his long sword, he turned to look at the door of the Temple of the Dead, and saw that Mu Yun was in a state of concentration, his eyes were cold, and a trace of killing intent suddenly appeared in his heart, and he said with some regret: "Night owl, night owl, you have an unlimited future, but you don't know how to be my enemy, then don't blame this king for being ruthless!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the head of the eight tribes, and said coldly: "When I clean her up, it will be your turn!" After finishing speaking, a thick dark red mist erupted from Shen Shaoqing's body again, and the image of the cosmic galaxy slowly appeared again.

"Mu Yun!" An Zimo shouted at Mu Yun who was wandering, "Wake up, the door has been opened!" Mu Yun didn't move, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but his eyelids moved slightly.

"It's a dream to escape from my palm!" Shen Shaoqing shouted wildly, and the silver mangs in front of him were sheng, "Boom!" The silver rays turned into pillars of silver light, shooting at lightning speed in the direction of the Temple of the Dead.

"Chirp!" The remaining dozen or so ice field snow spiders were hit by the scattered silver mang, and immediately turned into bursts of green smoke and disappeared, An Zimo knew that the silver mang was powerful, and he controlled the wings of holy light to dodge the attack of the silver mang at great speed, but the silver mang's energy was extremely strong, even if it just passed by him, it had already burned his body, and the skin and blood were scorched under the silver mang, emitting bursts of scorching and pungent smell, An Zimo endured the pain and flew towards the temple, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Mu Yun!" Wake up! ”