"No!"

The roar of the bat demon rang out, and his gathered form was constantly changing in the tearing of the invisible force, and in the process he looked up at the sky.

In his pupils, the purple and white light intertwined, contrasting with the billowing black mist he carried behind him.

In the midst of that confrontation, the threat of life and death once again appeared in the heart of the bat demon.

He knew that if his body could not get rid of the terrible tearing force, maybe he would dissipate between heaven and earth, and that feeling was very terrible.

But no matter how much the bat demon struggled, the tidal wave of invading power still existed, so fear finally appeared in his arrogant and uninhibited heart!

"Roar~"

Just as the bat demon was struggling, a terrifying roar suddenly appeared again on the vast land beyond the South Mountain Road.

The roar was shocking, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away, but when the roar sounded, Ahri's face on the South Mountain was already extremely pale, and in another terrible fluctuation that suddenly appeared with the roar, the white light on the Phantom World Bead that was prompted by her began to gradually dim.

After all, she still couldn't completely control the power of the Phantom World Bead, because although the fox clan's holy relics were strong, Ahri's own cultivation was limited.

Mu Ziliang, who was also beside Ahri, after breaking out the final blow, also began to fade like the end of a strong crossbow.

The terrible roar in the distance was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, interrupting the resonance between the two.

"Boom!"

When the terrifying power dissipated, the bat demon's body slammed to the ground, and this time he was hit hard, and his instincts told him that he had to get out of here immediately.

The cultivation that had been restored from dormant on the land of Southern Xinjiang had been defeated again, and if there were still powerful warlocks hidden in the Nanshan Road to clean up the mess, it would be very bad for him.

At this time, the fear of life and death in the heart of the bat demon did not subside because of the defeat of Mu Ziliang and Ahri.

"You...... Don't you make a move yet!"

In the midst of that struggle, the bat demon suddenly looked up at the sky again, and then let out a roar with all his might.

Just as his words fell, suddenly a fierce cold wind came, and then a figure had come to him, the guy was carrying a strange coffin behind him, when he came here, he just squinted his eyes, quietly looked at Mu Ziliang and Ahri in the air, and did not choose to make a move immediately.

The aftermath of the eruption of the two of them scraped the robes of the witch spirit, but he remained expressionless.

"I'm going to, I'm going to destroy this gate!"

The bat demon's deep voice sounded again, and at this moment, his eyes were full of ferocity, and the ferocity in the depths of his soul had been completely aroused, and even began to make him lose a certain amount of reason.

There was a white and a purple in the sky, after all, the purple light still faded first, Ahri looked at Mu Ziliang, and watched his eyes gradually close.

"When you're tired, rest ......"

Ahri's voice was also trembling, she hugged Mu Ziliang, the crystal tears were still flickering, but when she wanted to withdraw her hand, she found that her hand had been held tightly by him, even if he was unconscious at the moment, but he never let go.

Ahri then looked back at the bat demon in the distance and the witch spirit people who appeared later, but his face calmed down again.

"You have worked so hard just to get the sacred relics of our clan......"

At this moment, Ahri's voice was very low and with a hint of disdain, at this moment she seemed to have completely changed a person, but when her words fell, those Nanshan Dao people who had survived the catastrophe saw a huge fox shadow flash in the sky above the Nanshan Road Pass.

Another invisible force instantly swept out, and this time not only the bat demon, but even the mysterious witch spirit clansman also changed his face and retreated suddenly.

Everything lasted for a short time, and the Phantom World Bead also erupted again in addition to a flash in the pan, and Ahri's eyes slowly closed in that intense light, as if she was driving an unimaginable power, sublimating with the Illusory World Bead in the air!

......

I don't know how long it has been, the surroundings have never been so quiet, and a trace of consciousness has appeared again!

"Am I dead?"

She muttered, but she felt something sloshing around her.

By the way, it seemed to be a light, and it seemed like a somewhat familiar figure with its back to her, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

"Idiot ......"

Suddenly, as if in response to Ahri, a kind and gentle voice slowly sounded, and Ahri's eyes gradually became confused again.

The color of the last light gradually changed in her pupils, it was a faint purple, and her senses that looked like gossamers were also beginning to disappear, but at the last moment when her senses disappeared, she seemed to see the back finally turn towards her.

It was an old man, an old man who looked very kind, and at the same time, Ahri also felt a faint purple aura coming from a distance, gradually merging with her divine sense, until her mind was completely dark again......

"Whew~"

Above the Nanshan crossing, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky began to become clearer, and a sparse rain began to sprinkle on the earth.

When the cold rain sprinkled on many unconscious disciples in the Nanshan Dao, many began to open their eyes in a daze.

For them, everything just now was like a nightmare, but when they opened their eyes and saw everything in front of them, they realized that everything was so real!

When the unconscious consciousness was awakened by the effect of the rain, Mu Ziliang's pale hand finally appeared a trace of consciousness under the erosion of the rain.

He came to his senses, and struggled to roll over from the ground, the breathing in his mouth gradually began to increase, and finally his eyelids continued to beat, and he slowly opened his eyes, but now the surroundings were empty, and everything seemed to be gone.

As a result, the only trace of clarity in Mu Ziliang's eyes began to gradually drain away, and finally became sluggish.

I don't know how long it took for Mu Ziliang to finally stumble to the ground and get up, and he came to the forbidden place of Nanshan Road again, and came to the Forgotten Pavilion built by the mountain, and knelt on the ground weakly!

"Master......"

Mu Ziliang's voice was very low, no one knew how long he knelt there that day, but since that day, no one has seen him on the Nanshan Road again......