Chapter 1227: The Return of the Soul [4]

"Damn humans!" The dark qi on his body was completely enraged, and his huge body soared into the air, and then fell rapidly, and the black qi on his body dispersed somewhat, faintly revealing the blue and cold scales on his body!

The navy blue vitality spit out from the mouth of the underworld, the red candle shouted to be careful, Huang Beiyue had quickly moved away, and the vitality blasted out a huge gap in the ground, shaking the water in the lake to set off huge waves.

Stepping on the back of the Ice Spirit Phantom Bird in mid-air, Huang Beiyue manipulated fire and thunder with both hands, weaving a net and hitting the underworld head-on!

On the side of the huge body, dodging past, but behind it was the desperate bite of the red candle, and the dragon god wrapped up and bit his neck when he opened his mouth!

Although he was protected by black qi, he still felt a sharp pain, he couldn't help but be furious, his body swayed, and he almost fell into the lake, the black qi on his body soared, and the red candle was popped out at once.

Huang Beiyue had already made a seal, silently chanting a mantra, the six Tianyuan talismans were formed, and the light flashed in her hand, and she was about to push towards the underworld and trap him, but there was a sudden chill behind her, she was naturally alert, and her eyes were blind and alert!

Before the chill could get close to her, she flashed to the side quickly, and almost at the same time, the black thunder light exploded where she had just stood, and even in mid-air, the thunder seemed to drain the air, so that a black hole that could not be closed almost formed there.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back, such a powerful momentum, if she hadn't dodged just now, I'm afraid it would have turned into ashes at this moment.

"Get out of there, master!" The red lord shouted, and no longer bothered about the underworld, flew up, and pushed Huang Beiyue to the side.

Without stopping for a moment, another huge thunderbolt exploded where she had just stood.

Huang Beiyue's eyes were blank, she couldn't see anything, she just judged by her feelings, and asked Red Candle: "Is it Mo Lian?" ”

Red Candle raised her head in panic, and sure enough, a few hundred meters in the air, a huge black phantom spirit beast was suspended in mid-air, its wings spread, and it had a tendency to overwhelm the sky.

Two figures stood not far in front of the phantom spirit beast, and a golden robe was flying, dazzling and sacrosanct.

And the other person, dressed in black, with a pale face and indifferent eyes, at the corner of his eye, there was a three-quarters blooming bellflower flower, and the black petals extended from the corners of the eyes, like a small hand, gently supporting his eyes.

Two figures walked through the air without a hurry, and after a few moments, they stopped above the lake, and lowered their eyes to see what was happening below.

The expression on Red Candle's face immediately turned pale in panic, and he muttered, "It's Mo Lian and the Holy Monarch." ”

With some surprise, and as if she had expected it a long time ago, Huang Beiyue pursed her lips lightly and smiled.

You should have to face it, and you can't escape it.

"See you again, Yue'er." Song Mi looked at Huang Beiyue and smiled, Mo Lian, who heard his voice, slowly raised her eyes, glanced around blankly, and finally fixed her gaze on Huang Beiyue's body.

"Moon ......" muttered, as if he wanted to take a step forward.

Song Mi grabbed him with a cold face, his fingers clenched hard, Mo Lian was stunned for a moment, and then stopped.

Song Mi smiled with satisfaction, the third Wuji Heavenly Lock was gone, and Mo Lian, who had almost lost her humanity, still had a little memory of Huang Beiyue, so when the four Wuji Heavenly Locks were taken out, would he still recognize Huang Beiyue when he saw her?