"Mr. Qin!"

Seeing such a situation, Yan Rong was slightly stunned, and immediately stretched out his hand to catch Qin Zong out.

The marshal attaches great importance to Qin Zong, he is very clear.

Qin Zong must not have an accident!

Only, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he walked out.

Before he could touch the scorching golden light, he was swept away by a powerful force.

Song Lingfeng saw that this golden light was so powerful, and when he used his spiritual power and rushed into the golden light strongly, he wanted to drag Qin Zong out.

It just felt as if he had rushed into a wall of cotton, and he couldn't move at all.

The further you squeeze forward, the more pressure you will experience.

But a few seconds later, he was just like Yan Rong, and his whole body was swept away.

Yan Zun didn't know when he had already flown to the front of the Marshal's Mansion, and his hands changed again and again.

The slender fingers make all sorts of intricate prints, so fast that you can only catch a few afterimages of the movement.

"Qiankun borrows the law, and there is no shadow and no form."

"The power of the sky, the trend of the sky."

"There is no limit to the world, only I am the only one."

"Qiankun borrows the law, and the luck is reversed!"

A deep and vast voice spat out from Yan Zun's mouth.

He suddenly clasped his hands together, and suddenly slapped an invisible palm wind, and at the same time suddenly shouted: "Open the formation!" ”

Almost at the same time as Yan Zun's words fell, countless golden rays of light entered from Qin's body.

On the man's cold face, his face became more and more pale.

A faint purple gold aura escaped from around him, and fell into the closed door with the golden light.

"Poof!"

The purple qi escaped, and Qin Zong spat out a mouthful of blood.

His consciousness began to blur a little, and the things in front of him were full of shadows, and they had become several overlapping shadows.

Slowly shaking in front of him.

But at this moment, Yan Zun's fingers that kept sealing were stunned.

His eyes swept sharply towards the closed door, his brow furrowed deeply.

He didn't sense the purple qi being absorbed, he just stayed in that room.

Impossible.

Yan Zun seemed to have thought of something, and a deep and dim light flashed under his eyes.

The right hand that was forming the seal suddenly let go, and with a flick of the hand, the powerful spiritual power directly hit the door panel.

"Bang!"

The door was smashed to pieces and scattered on the ground.

The situation in the room is revealed.

It was empty, and no one existed.

Yan Tao ......

It's not in this room.

Yan Rong and Song Yefeng, who got up, were shocked, and hurriedly ran into the room, looking everywhere, but they didn't find any trace of Yan Tao at all.

"Where has Lord Marshal gone?!"

"Did you leave while we weren't looking?"

"Impossible."

They had been staying here for a long time, and had never seen the door opened.

There is no back door to the retreat room, only this one exit.

Yan Zun closed his eyes slightly, and his fingers that kept stamping slowly stopped.

His gaze swept over the Marshal's Mansion, and finally turned into a sigh: "Come out." ”

After a while, Yan Tao flashed out from the other side.

She didn't even look at Yan Zun, and hurried towards Qin Zong, who was pale in the golden light.

But the beam of light around Qin Zong was so strong that even she couldn't get close.

Yan Tao's brows furrowed tightly.

He turned his head to look at Yan Zun and said coldly: "Let him go." ”

Yan Zun looked at the girl who was half-squatting on the ground, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

At this moment, should he be proud that the daughter he gave birth to is smart, or should he be sad that he was smart all his life, but he was calculated by his daughter?

(End of chapter)