In the golden light, a white-clothed figure flew one after another.

The golden runes flowed between his fingers, gradually condensing into a transparent barrier.

"Seal!"

He pointed his fingers into the crack, only to hear a crisp dragon roar resounding through the sky, and the transparent barrier instantly turned into a giant dragon phantom, and flew directly towards the black crack.

The moment the dragon phantom pounced on the rift, the canopy trembled violently, "Hum! With a bang, the invisible and huge wave of air vibrated with it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless demon beasts blocked by the enchantment were torn to ashes by the qi wave in an instant.

The wind swept by, and the ashes fell like snow.

And the torn sky is gradually closing and gathering.

Under the void, the people who were fighting with the demon beasts couldn't help but look at the figure on the sky, bathed in golden light, the slender and upright figure was like a dream, empty and unreal.

That's clearly the God who saves the living.

*******

The earth had stopped shaking, and the roar of the ground had faded away.

Mo Yan used almost all his strength to run in the direction of Mo Fu.

There were ruins everywhere, and there were mangled corpses everywhere.

Along the way, she saw countless people displaced, hugging their loved ones who had died tragically and crying out in tears.

Mo Yan's eyes were slightly dark.

In this world of the jungle, the weak are only slaughtered.

If you want to resist and survive, you have to be strong.

Finally, Mo Yan rushed back to Mofu, but when he saw the ruins in front of him, his heart sank directly to the bottom.

Mo Yan stood stiffly in the cold wind, feeling that even the blood in his whole body was congealing.

Mofu ...... That's it?

Just an hour ago, she was still here chatting with her cheap daddy, but she had only been out of the door, and the Mo Mansion was in ruins?

No, something seems wrong.

The Mo family can be said to be the largest family in the Zhongyuan Kingdom, with a strong background, and it is impossible for a sudden disaster to destroy the entire Mo family.

Unless...... Mo Yan's eyes were slightly cool.

The voice of Taiyin Yingying in the divine consciousness sounded: "Little girl, there is no breath of a dead man in this, no one should be crushed underneath." ”

"Really?" Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, and his cold heart just now finally warmed up a little.

She doesn't care about the life and death of others.

What she cares about is Mo Zhanyue.

"Little girl, although my cultivation is degenerate, as the king of ancient holy beasts, if I don't even have this skill, I can go back to the furnace and rebuild it directly."

Taiyin Youying's body shone with black light, and she expressed anger at Mo Yan's suspicions.

Mo Yan didn't notice Taiyin Youying's anger, her expression moved, and she rushed to the southwest corner.

On a broken beam, the word "An" was engraved with strong spiritual power.

The word "An", vigorous and powerful, is Mo Zhanyue's handwriting, and the spiritual power given to the font also belongs to Mo Zhanyue.

Is this to tell her that she is safe?

Mo Yandai's eyebrows twisted slightly, and she always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a sharp sword light stabbed from the oblique side.

Mo Yan flickered in a wrong step, and although he dodged in time, a wisp of green silk in his ears was still slashed by that sword qi.

Qingsi fell to the ground, and a mocking laughter sounded not far away: "Mo Yan, this time you can hide quickly." It's a pity that I didn't get a scar on your face. ”

Mo Yan turned her head and saw a girl in a pink shirt holding a sword and looking at her with a smile on her face, with a look of disdain and arrogance.

It turned out to be Li Suxue, who had just met before.