The person on the body still didn't react, Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "It may also be that Chu Yan found out that there was danger and rushed over, no matter what, let's rush out first." ”

"Hmm!" The person on Bai Jun's body moved.

Bai Jun glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao: "It seems to be about to wake up." ”

"They're in." Carefree and Dustless held laser guns against those Praetorian Guards, and several of them had been solved, but there were many opponents, and there were many people with high spiritual power.

Spirituality ranged attacks sweep over, even guns don't work.

"It's too late, let's go." Feng Xiaoxiao pushed it and pulled the carefree dust down Xiaoqing's back first.

Overloaded, but now there is no way to do it.

Bai Jun sat on Chu Yan with Mo Ziye on his shoulder, and the two spirit beasts rose into the sky, and at the same time, the white-clothed old man suddenly flew up and landed in front of them: "Stop, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried!" ”

Carefree raised the grab, and someone from the Praetorian Guard fired a flare.

In an instant, five or six flying machines flew up from the bottom of the mountain and came straight to Feng Xiaoxiao.

Two fireballs flew out of the hands of the white-clothed Taoist priest, and they flew straight towards them.

That spiritual power should be around the eighth or ninth level, even if Bai Jun's water spirit technique blocks it, it can only block part of it, and the rest of Xiaoqing's body, no one can stop them.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew up from Bai Jun's body, and with a wave of his hand, many blue shadows burst out of his body, instantly turning into the phantom of thousands of troops.

Although it is a phantom, it will not lose at all in the fight with those Praetorian Guards, and it is real, much more powerful than real people, and the weapons in his hands are all from the twenty-third century, and they will soon sweep a large area.

There were also some phantoms in the air, who fought with the Praetorian Guards in the aircraft, and soon grabbed the aircraft and used it themselves.

They seem to be indestructible, and all weapons are ineffective against them.

Such a soldier, Feng Xiaoxiao is very familiar.

"It's a virtual soldier!" Feng Xiaoxiao shouted, but saw that Mo Ziye was already standing on Chu Yan's back, with blue light emitting from all over his body, the same light as those virtual soldiers.

Be...... Ink?

How is this possible?

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, looking at the person with blue light, with a wave of his hand, the canopy was in ashes, those Praetorian Guards retreated one after another, and the white-clothed Taoist priest also waved his hand and hurriedly followed them back.

"Chase!" Mo Ziye gave the order, and those virtual soldiers quickly chased after the white-clothed Taoist priest.

Although the white-clothed Taoist priests are powerful, these soldiers can't be beaten or killed, and there are no weapons and spiritual power to deal with them in this era.

The laser rope on his body can't break free at all.

"You ......," he glared at Feng Xiaoxiao, and they glared angrily.

Mo Ziye had already waved his hand and asked those virtual soldiers to drive their flying machines and follow them.

Then he looked at Feng Xiaoxiao: "Let's go!" ”

"Where to go?"

"The Imperial Palace!"

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "Can I ask a question?" ”

"Want to know who I am?" Mo Ziye smiled.

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded.

"The two people in the parallel world can originally be fused together, Ling Xiao and Feng Xiaoxiao are like this, and the same is true of Mo and Mo Ziye." Mo Ziye looked at her with a smile, "But I'm still Mo Ziye, but I just inherited Mo's virtual thinking space." ”

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