However, he had just tapped his toes and was about to fly up when he was brought back by a gust of wind from behind.

The unsuspecting song fell straight back, and the cold eyes quickly caught him.

But......

"Master!" Ge looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes widened suddenly, and his expression was full of panic.

He shouted, "Master, you can't use your spiritual power anymore. ”

Without spiritual power, Leng Han's reaction was also much slower, and Mo Wuyuan's strength was so profound that it was unpredictable, so when Fang Cai and Ge were brought back by Gangfeng, Leng Han didn't react at all that it was Mo Wuyuan who made a move.

Now he was shocked when he heard Ge speak, but even if he went to stop it now, it was too late......

Even if Mo Wuyuan hadn't done anything at this time, the tyrannical aura around him was enough to make people feel frightened.

If it were normal times, this ghost-faced bat emperor would have turned around and ran away because of this terrifying aura, but because of the loss of her partner, she completely lost her judgment before she fully opened her mind......

He rushed towards Mo Wuyuan without hesitation, she was going to tear all the humans here apart.

All shredded!

They all deserve to die!

Purple thunder and lightning poured out from Mo Wuyuan's slender and white fingertips, from the first wisps, slowly turned into dense and dense, and then in an instant, this dense thunder and lightning intertwined into a fishnet-like existence.

The "fishing net" just stopped two steps away from Mo Wuyuan, and did not advance half a minute.

Mo Wuyuan's gloomy purple eyes were half-squinted lazily, as if the behemoth in front of him didn't interest him at all, let alone make him vigilant.

He is like a lord from hell, who holds the power of life and death in his hands, but he is not in a hurry to kill the prey directly, but indifferently watches the prey kill itself......

The female ghost-faced bat emperor who had lost her mind kept fanning her huge wings, and the wind howled. But Mo Wuyuan stood there, except for a few strands of hair floating slightly, not even half of his clothes were lifted......

The next moment......

The sound of "zizi", accompanied by the smell of burnt meat and the wail of the ghost-faced bat emperor, resounded throughout the passage......

Such a huge movement caused even the people who were originally active in the other passages to stop and look around vigilantly like frightened birds......

"What sound?"

Here, the Ghost-faced Bat Emperor's originally flame-colored body turned charred in an instant, and it was cut into one skin crack after another, emitting puffs of black smoke from cracks.

She didn't even have time to let out a roar before her massive body crashed to the ground.

Mo Wuyuan slowly withdrew his hand, his face expressionless, and the tyrannical aura around him did not dissipate because of the tragic death of the Ghost-faced Bat Emperor, but intensified.

He shouldn't have let his pet out of his arms, otherwise he would be able to protect his pet even if the monster suddenly appeared, and he wouldn't lose his pet.

"Master!" And the song stepped forward, and without saying a word, he gave Mo Wuyuan a pulse.

As soon as he was born, his soul was damaged, and he experienced unbearable pain every moment, whether he was awake or in his sleep. And this kind of pain is especially severe on the fifteenth day of the month, when the yin qi is at its peak.

Among them, July 15 every year is the most heartbreaking, and this year's July 15 is two days later......