It turns out that this man is none other than Yan Lu.

Mo Fengwu had seen him before, so he rushed all the way.

After all, Yan Luo is one of Di Jing's henchmen.

He should have been following Di Jing before, and now that Yan Luo is here, it means that Di Jing should also be around here.

But at this time, Yan Ling was a little confused.

Staring at the strange woman in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Where's the crazy woman?"

You can't blame Yan for being clumsy and not recognizing Mo Fengwu.

It's really Mo Fengwu, it's really a bit ...... at this time Before, the enchantment of the firmament was buried by a pile of flying dust and blood, and it was embarrassing. The clothes are also messy, the hair is all dirt, and the makeup that was originally disguised as the eleventh princess is even more spent now.

Not to mention Yan Luo, it is estimated that even the second lady of the Mo family may not recognize her.

As for the sound, there was a fight all around, a rumble, a shout of killing...... It's good to be able to hear voices, and you can't tell who's who!

Mo Fengwu didn't hear what Yan Luo said.

But she knows lip language.

So much so that in an instant, Mo Fengwu's eyes narrowed suddenly, and at the same time, he raised his leg to give Yan Luo a kick.

"I'll hear one more thing!"

Yan Luo still didn't hear it this time, but seeing the squinting movements and demeanor of the woman in front of him, Yan Luo's pupils shrank instantly, and he immediately shouted:

“…… Miss? ”

There was an exclamation, and at this time, an enemy next to him swung a knife, and Yan Luo directly solved it with one palm, and then stepped forward and said:

"You, what's wrong with you? That ......" said, Yan Luo glanced Mo Fengwu up and down. But at this moment, Mo Fengwu obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she directly pulled Yan Luo over and asked loudly:

"Where's Dijing?"

Yan Luo was yelled at so that his eardrums hurt, and he instinctively hid back at the moment, and at the same time replied: "The master should be on it." ”

Topmost?

Mo Fengwu raised his head when he heard this, and at the same time threw Yan Luo away, and walked up.

Seeing this, Yan Luo suddenly shouted: "No! Miss, you can't go up! It's all high-level martial artists, you can't go up......"

In fact, there is no need to remind Yan Ruo, Mo Fengwu also found out.

On the top of this huge firmament, the closer you come to the center, the stronger the warrior becomes. And the high-level martial artists that Yan Luo said were at least all martial artists at the previous level of the Martial King.

But at this time, Mo Fengwu couldn't care about so much.

After all, others don't know, but Mo Fengwu knows Di Jing's physical condition best. It has been supported before, and more importantly, it cannot be used.

But what is happening now...... If you can't guarantee it, you'll have a seizure!

Thinking of this, Mo Fengwu became more and more anxious. But at this moment, before Yan Liu's words could be finished, he heard a huge roar like a beast suddenly from the top of the altar, and then a huge spiritual power fluctuation that was so powerful and terrifying exploded directly above the altar, and the two figures were immediately thrown out from above.

In an instant, everyone in the entire dome was shocked by this scene.

Everyone stopped fighting and couldn't help but look up......

At this moment, a man slowly stood up on the altar.

The man was tall, his face was as red as blood, his hair was scattered, and his hideous features were as violent as Yaksha at this moment!

Dressed in brocade clothes, it has long been stained with blood......

It's Dijing!

Mo Fengwu's pupils shrank at the moment. At this moment, the other people on the altar came back to their senses, and at that moment, one of the old men with white hair and beard suddenly pounced on Di Jing.