readx;? There is no black, which means that this person has not practiced soul hunting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The layer of black mist on the soul hunter's body is also equivalent to impurities. When the mystical gods are no longer pure, they will no longer be single in color. And this one shouldn't have much to do with the Soul Hunter. However, he connived at his own children and grandchildren's cultivation, or did he not know that he was kept in the dark?

At this time, Mo Liancheng looked at Murong Qing.

Under Murong Qing's seemingly shocked expression, there was greed and covetousness hidden in those eyes.

Even if he hid it well, he still let Mo Liancheng catch it.

So, Mo Liancheng sneered, but he wanted to see if Murong Qing would extinguish that little bit of conscience and devour his ancestor's Xuan Shen? It is said that anyone who has cultivated the soul hunting technique, how great is this temptation?

But Tan'er's injuries had to be dealt with as soon as possible......

He didn't think about it anymore, and just wanted to fly away from here with a shot of the bat, but asked Qu Tan'er to stop him.

"Wait, wait until it's over here. She gritted her teeth and refused to leave.

The fierce battle in front of the city gate was already white-hot.

"Tan'er!" he frowned.

"Chengcheng, there are so many clansmen down there. If we leave at this time, it may be demoralizing to our people. At the same time, who else can Murong Qing resist?" she didn't want to lose the lives of more people in her clan because of her injuries, "Kill Murong Qing first!"

Mo Liancheng twisted his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Qu Tan'er's injury. There was a slight spill of blood, which had obviously slowed down. There is also a detoxification elixir that also plays a role, and the blood is gradually turning bright red. And around the wound, there is a faint layer of aura to protect it.

He couldn't help but ease his tense nerves.

At this time, Murong Qingxuanqi came out, wrapped that mass of soul body, and pulled it towards him.

Mo Liancheng and the others didn't stop it.

I saw that Murong Qing was struggling in his heart, and his hands were trembling.

Reason is slipping away little by little......

And the soul body seemed to be aware of the crisis and was struggling.

A disembodied state that cannot speak. If you can say it, I'm afraid you will curse people early.

Qu Tan'er looked at it coldly.

Judging from Murong Qing's reaction, it should be that the cultivation time is not long, and the human nature has not been completely lost. Or the man who is the head of the Murong family, who has more or less two brushes, can suppress the greed and desire in his heart.

Gradually, Murong Qing's eyes changed and became more cloudy.

The color of greed is even more visible! He retreated, trying to escape.

Mo Liancheng had already taken precautions, and the attack with a secret weapon was the pterosaur under Murong Qing's feet!

The pterosaur roared sadly, struggled again and again, and didn't fly far before falling headlong!

Bang!!!...... Drop into the crowd.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng's indifferent voice sarcastically said, "Murong Qing, you are a well-dressed beast, and your ancestor's Xuan God dares to devour it?

The voice is not loud, but it travels far and wide.

At least you can hear it clearly from miles away.

Although Murong Qing wanted to devour the Ancestor Xuanshen at all times, he had not yet had time to put it into practice.

As soon as Mo Liancheng shouted so deliberately, his whole person was exposed to the scrutiny of his clansmen.

The children of the Murong family came to this side one after another!

The distance was far away, but it was still clear that Murong Qing could be seen holding a struggling "fog body" in his hand.

In this world, most people have seen it.

Naturally, I can know that it is the Xuan God!

The Xuan Shen is struggling, and he should also be aware of the danger--5751+d6su9h+7114709-->