Seeing that the Divine Needle stopped in front of Ling Yu, a look of unwillingness appeared on Mu Na's face, and she immediately moved her body and swept towards Ling Yu.

If Ling Yu was conscious, with his kind nature, he might not be able to make up his mind to hurt her, but Mr. Long was different, he had a strange temperament, unruly, and had always had clear grievances, seeing her sweep a few feet in front of Ling Yu, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a sneer, and as soon as he spit out the strength in his hand, those Xuanyin Divine Needles stabbed at her.

Mu Na's heart of harming people is not dead, she has already swept to Ling Yu, planning to kill again, suddenly seeing such a change, she was a little stunned on the spot, and she was at a loss for a while.

But she is not an ordinary person after all, she came back to her senses as soon as she was stunned, and her hands danced wildly. She danced this palm trick thoroughly, but after all, the timing was a little late, although most of the magic needles were knocked off, but there were still three, and they were out of her control when she was in a daze.

The pain of mosquito bites came from the jade neck, and Mu Na's face changed, and her palms immediately stopped, and at the same time, her body began to fall rapidly.

Xiao Ning couldn't ignore it completely, even if he raised his breath and swept up, but as soon as he reached mid-air, he saw that there was already an extra man beside Mu Na.

The man looked to be in his forties, with a lean build, wearing a black three-clawed python robe, and he looked majestic, like a god descending from heaven.

Although the person had his back to Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning could still recognize him at a glance, it was the big red man in front of the emperor, Mu Qing, the prince of Yasukuni who was favored for a while.

Xiao Ning slowly fell back to the ground, hugged his fists and said, "The little nephew has seen Uncle Mu Qing." ”

Mu Qing said "um" lightly, and didn't even look back, then looked at the little baby in his arms, and said softly: "Nana, no matter who bullied you, Daddy will double it back!"

Mu Na's mouth flattened, and she immediately cried, and her aggrieved appearance did not have the arrogance of wanting to kill people just now, but as if she had really been bullied just now.

Mu Qing patted her on the back and said, "You go down first and force the Xuanyin Divine Needle out, I will make that kid pay!" he spoke, his gaze suddenly fixed on Ling Yu's face, ruthless and vicious.

Ling Yu still maintained the posture he had just had, holding the Nether Divine Blade high in his right hand, his head drooping slightly, and his eyelids were closed, as if he hadn't heard Mu Qing's voice at all.

Mu Qing gently pushed, sent Mu Na to the ground flatly, and then urged the douqi wings behind him to come to Ling Yu's side, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, looked at it, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Sure enough, it's Ling Feng's old miscellaneous little miscellaneous pieces!"

Ling Yu's sword eyebrows furrowed, but he still hadn't woken up.

The smile on Mu Qing's face slowly retracted, and at the same time, above his right hand, a blue-green flame appeared, and after a while, the temperature of that small cluster of flames was terrifyingly high, roasting the surrounding air into a distorted atmosphere.

Although he is determined to win, but in his heart, there is still some uncertainty, after all, the Dou Qi Wing is the sign of the Dou King, but the young man in front of him, even if he has no wings, can actually stay in the air, it is really difficult to determine his strength.

But after a while, he smiled with relief and muttered: "As a Dou King, I am qualified to say how difficult it is to be promoted to Dou King, even if this kid in front of me is extremely talented and has started cultivating in his mother's womb, it is absolutely impossible to have the strength of a Dou Wang at this age." ”

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, his hands turned around in a complicated gesture, and the blue-green flames covered his whole body, and then he pushed forward, and those blue-green flames all rushed towards Ling Yu.

The blue-green flame was extremely weird, it could directly burn the soul, Mr. Long protected it, but he couldn't stand it, and he had to retreat after a while.

Fortunately, the flame spread from the bottom up, although Ling Yu was at a critical moment now, and he couldn't be distracted from it, but after all, he had the snake skin of a mandal rattletail python on his body, this thing was not soaked in water and fire, and the sword was not injured, so it was okay for a while.

Mu Qing couldn't help frowning when he saw that his expression was still calm, you know, this ghost spirit purple fire is his most proud martial art, although he has not cultivated to the point of appearing purple for the time being, but it can be regarded as a small success, and there are countless strong people who have been injured under this martial art, and he can't imagine that he will be deflated in the hands of a young man today.

To put it bluntly, this ghost spirit purple fire is transformed by fighting energy, and its power will increase with the increase of the user's strength, Mu Qing saw that he couldn't help Ling Yu at the moment, and gritted his teeth violently, injecting most of the fighting energy in his body into the purple fire.

With the help of this fighting spirit, the ghost spirit purple fire that was already raging on Ling Yu's body was even more powerful, and the speed of spreading was much faster than before, and it had reached the point where it was visible to the naked eye, and Ling Yu's face like a crown of jade also appeared in pain for the first time, and his eyebrows squeezed into the middle, forming a Sichuan character.

Mu Qing looked at Ling Yu with a painful face, his expression was extremely proud, and he said: "What kind of bullshit town demon king, what kind of bullshit Ling family, it turns out that it's just a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!haha!"

The blood-red vortex above the Nether God Blade gradually faded, and the speed of rotation slowly slowed down, but his aura was still climbing upward, obviously it was not time to wake up, but his body trembled involuntarily.

Because the laughter was all too familiar to him. Nearly a year ago, on a dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, the Demon King's Mansion was raided, and most of the leaders who led the troops had a sad look on their faces, but only one person went on a killing spree, and then laughed wildly.

That laughter had once become Ling Yu's nightmare in the middle of the night, but now he heard it in reality, the laughter that was engraved into the bone marrow and could not be forgotten until death.

"Dad, you need to remove the roots of the grass, kill him quickly, lest you have too many dreams at night!"

Seeing that Ling Yu was trapped by his father, Mu Na, who had just finished her exercise, was also happy, but she still felt puzzled, and hurriedly suggested to her father loudly.

Hearing this, Mu Qing flipped his right hand, and a long sword made of ghost spirit purple fire appeared in his grasp, and he immediately stabbed Ling Yu directly into the throat.

Looking at this scene, Mu Na showed a smug sneer on her face, and said in a deep voice: "Little crush, this is the price you pay for offending me!"

Xiao Qi seemed to be very afraid of the Netherworld Blade, just now Ling Yu was trapped by the ghost spirit purple fire, it didn't even come forward to help, at this time Ling Yu's life and death were already in a flash, it couldn't care much more, and hurriedly flapped its big wings and swept over.

Mu Qing glanced at Xiao Qi lightly, and didn't even pay attention to it at all, it was not that he was blind and arrogant, but he understood very well that far water could not save the near fire.

"Go explore Huangquan Road for your father, dog offal!"

There was a touch of fierceness in Mu Qing's eyes, the long sword in his hand was a little faster, and when he was about to touch Ling Yu's neck, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing Ling Yu's body a step away, just avoiding Mu Qing's sword momentum.

Although it is indeed impossible for Xiao Qi to rush over, the strength of its wings is extraordinary, and if it fights hard, the feather arrows have to turn around, let alone a Ling Yu?