"You ...... You ......"

Kill the elders without turning a blind eye.

Until he lost his breath, he didn't know who summoned these terrifying demon corpses and god corpses. He originally thought that this battle would definitely wipe out the most tricky forces in the black market, make himself famous through the ages, and make the Killing Hall become the forefront of the Nine Palaces Temple, but he didn't want to, he didn't get any credit, and finally lost his life.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Hall Master!"

The disciples of the Killing Hall lost their fighting spirit more and more when they saw that the leading Killing Elders were all hanging. One by one, they screamed and threw off their armor, scattered birds and beasts, and fled frantically outside the black market, scared to the point of urine.

And Ye Luo and Si Yutian, who were controlling the Great Array of Hundred Corpses in the Golden Hoop Ring, saw that the disciples of the Killing Hall had run away, and they did not deliberately chase and kill, after all, these were just ordinary disciples of the Killing Palace.

In this battle, there are enough dead people, and there are two or three thousand corpses on the ground, so there is no need to create superfluous killings.

What's more, Si Yutian himself is still a disciple of the Nine Palace Temple, although Si Yutian is not used to the consistent pedantic practice of killing elders, but now. The Killing Elder is dead, and there is no one to take the lead, and most of the thousands of disciples in the Killing Hall are all people, and their nature is not necessarily so bad.

When the first rays of dawn broke through the dark clouds and projected onto the streets of the black market, the curse of the night of the new moon finally disappeared completely.

Mu Qianyan's black hair was windless and automatic, flying gently in mid-air, turning into long crimson streamer hair inch by inch. The light-colored crystal clear eyes have also turned into fiery eyes like raging fire.

Her power is gradually returning.

When Mu Tianyan regained his peak strength, those disciples of the Killing Hall who didn't have time to escape and fell behind were even more afraid.

The sword intent on the red-haired witch is terrifying!

Mu Tianyan glared at them casually, they all felt as if they had been cut by a thousand knives, she obviously didn't have a sword in her hand, but it seemed that there was a void sword intent that slashed directly into the depths of her soul, and she was in pain.

"Miss Mu! You're finally recovered! That's great! ”

The happiest thing is none other than Si Jitian's baby, he looked at the woman he liked excitedly, and asked with joy, "Is your body still uncomfortable?" Does it still hurt? ”

Mu Tianyan retracted his gaze, and turned to look at the Tianji Baby, and the corners of his lips hooked up a light smile: "I'm fine, you still worry about yourself."

"Hehe, what can I do, I'm fine." Si Jitian is happy like something.

Mu Tianyan's eyes darkened, and he said, "Are you sure, you're really fine?" When the day dawns, you return to the palace, return to the Nine Palaces Temple, what awaits you, don't you know? ”

Si Ji Tian Baby =. =

"It doesn't matter. As long as Miss Mu is good, it's fine. ”

Nothing is more important in this world than her.

Mu Tianyan's heart warmed, and he said softly: "Fool."

Si Ji Tian Bao = mouth =

He's not stupid!

"I feel like I'm still quite witty."

Mu Qianyan: "......"

I'm so tired.

She felt that the brain circuit was not on the same level as the mentally retarded prince in front of her. Nor do they live in the same dimension.

"Landlord, are you alright?"

"Boss, hurry back to the headquarters to recuperate."

"Landlord, you are too seriously injured this time, and you will definitely not be able to recover it in three months."