Outside.

The skeleton was full of ghosts, dragging the pitch-black chain towards Mu Qing, who had fallen into a coma.

When he stretched out his bone claws and was about to pick Mu Qing up, the unconscious young man suddenly opened his eyes, and those deep eyes seemed to contain a vast universe.

"Little ghost, dare to be so arrogant!" Mu Qing said coldly.

This is the ink crow speaking through Mu Qing's body, although the voice is still the same, but the tone is very different.

Bang!

I heard a bang, and the skeleton, so powerful that it made the hearts of a master like Mr. Eleven palpitate, flew upside down.

Click!

From the crisp sound of bone cracking, it was not difficult to guess that this powerful skeleton would be scrapped, if not dead.

"Dad, is this still the little Qingqing we are familiar with?"

Mu Wanqing cried with joy and looked at her father.

Under the shock of the coercion of the Seven Realms of Zuo Dao, Mu Wanqing and the others could only stand on the spot, and in addition to being able to speak, it was difficult to even move a finger.

"Could it be the Old Ancestor?" Mu Jieqing said after thinking for a moment.

"I asked Xiao Qingqing last time, the old ancestor has long since left. ”

"Then don't guess, as long as Mu Qing is fine!"

Mu Jieqing breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the old monkey and toad standing by the side widened their eyes.

"This kid, no wonder he's so calm!"

The toad hit Hatcher and was completely relieved.

"I don't know which one!" said the rabbit with a frown.

"I shouldn't know it, otherwise I would have jumped out a long time ago!"

The old monkey is as conclusive as ever.

Above the heavenly dome, Zuo Dao raised his palm and caught the yin puppet whose skull had been cracked, his eyes were full of anger, but then he turned into jealousy.

"On the left side of the Lower Heaven Demon Mountain, I don't know who your Excellency is?"

Zuo Dao was restrained and stared closely at the ink crow that was stepping forward.

Although he didn't dare to say that he was already at the top of the continent, there should be no more than two people who could compete with him, but the person in front of him was obviously not one of those people.

"Zuo Dao, good name, for the sake of this name, I can spare your life!"

Mo Crow was telling the truth, he was not a good person in the first place, although this Zuo Dao was from Heavenly Demon Mountain, but there was no direct conflict of interest with him.

"Your Excellency has such a big breath, just by the palm just now, do you think you can eat me?"

Zuo Dao's body was filled with ghostly aura, and dozens of fierce ghosts were churning in those ghostly aura, screaming at the ink crow, as if they had seen peerless food.

"Too much nonsense, be killed!"

Mo Crow seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zuo Dao, and immediately changed his face and raised his finger to point at his eyebrows.

"Lao Mo, it's okay, I'll give you full marks for these thirteen pretends!"

Mu Qing opened one eye, and he was very cooperative in driving the Burning Sky Demon Flame and Demon Qi.

Phew——

The two streams of energy, one black and one purple, immediately converged on the fingers of the ink crow, and in addition, the aura of heaven and earth on Qinglong Mountain also swarmed in.

With the convergence of energy, the space in front of Mu Qing's body began to distort, and the space of Qinglong Mountain began to shook.

Mo Crow is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his perception of martial arts is not comparable to Mu Qing, a fledgling yellow-haired boy.

The Biluo Yellow Spring Finger he used is more powerful, giving people a feeling that there is nothing to hide from the Yellow Spring.

Seeing this, Mu Qing jumped up from the Chaos Demon Tree leaves, and then savored it through the Chaos Demon Tree, trying to capture that feeling.

Outside.

After Zuo Dao felt the changes in the surrounding environment, his heart trembled violently, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He hadn't experienced this terrible feeling for a long time, and even the old man Chun, who was called the proud spring breeze back then, couldn't give him this kind of pressure.

However, the arrow had to be fired, and the master in front of him, who was obviously a good man, said that he would kill him, and he would definitely not stop.

"Come out!"

Zuo Dao's heart was horizontal, and he yelled suddenly.

With his roar, a huge yin golem eight feet tall and covered in pitch-black scale armor appeared in front of him, and then devoured the yin spirits that surrounded him one by one.

"Roaring ——"

After the yin golem finished eating the yin soul, it suddenly roared, grabbed Zuo Dao and swallowed it, and then rushed towards the ink crow frantically.

"I'll go, this is too ruthless, even eat it yourself!" Mu Qing exclaimed.

Shout!

It was also at this time that the attack of the ink crow finally arrived.

The pitch-black beam pierced through the puppet's chest in an instant, scorching a huge hole with a faint metallic sheen inside.

The vitality of this yin puppet is extremely powerful, and it seems that some powerful formation has been laid on his body, and he can actually lock the attack of the ink crow in his body.

Roar!

The Yin Golem was extremely fast, rushing in front of the Ink Crow in the blink of an eye, and then swooped down.

Rumble!

As the Yin Golem fell, Qinglong Mountain was like an earthquake, and the entire mountain trembled.

"Let's go!"

At the moment when the Yin Golem fell, Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven came to Mu Wanqing and them at the same time, rolled them up and rushed out of Qinglong Mountain.

Bang!

The yin puppet suddenly exploded, and a terrifying wave of qi swept in all directions in an instant.

Originally, the Qinglong Sect, which was still full of devastation, was razed to the ground in the blink of an eye, except for the Qinglong statue that always stood tall, there was no trace of the sect in this place.

"Senior, how is my brother?"

Mu Wanqing looked at Mr. Eleven with a worried expression.

"Go up and see for yourselves!"

Mr. Eleven sensed it carefully and exhaled deeply.

"Wait to be scolded!" Mr. Nine gloated.

......

On Qinglong Mountain, the razed land suddenly squirmed a few times, and a dog's head suddenly appeared.

"Dead wood black, if you fight, you will fight, what kind of house will be demolished, and the dog master will eat a mouthful of soil!" said the big black dog with a grim face.

"You have no conscience, you just said that you would leave us and run away by yourself, and now you are embarrassed to complain about the boss?"

Xiao Budian came out from the side, jumped on the head of the big black dog and kicked it hard, and now Xiao Budian is not afraid of the big black dog at all.

"Ahem, you have to speak with your conscience, what Master Dog just said was to go out to help Mu Hei, you heard it wrong!"

"Hey!"

Suddenly, not far in front of them, a familiar figure appeared.

"Boss!"

When Xiao Budian saw someone coming, he immediately rushed forward excitedly.

"Boss, you're worried about us to death!"

Seeing that Mu Qing was fine, the little ones who were not happy were about to cry.

For Shangtie Wuji, they had absolute confidence in Mu Qing, but the big man who appeared behind them startled them, and even the big black dog, who had always been cheap, trembled with fear.

Originally, they thought that Mu Qing was dead, but they didn't expect that Mu Qing would survive in such a desperate situation.

"Lin Xi is still waiting for me to save her, how can I die in this little Blue Dragon Sect!" Mu Qing said with high spirits, patting his chest.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.