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Wen Rensu ignored him, his blood-surging eyes seemed to have just been fished out of the ice cellar, the cold air was soaring, and every time he swept through, fine ice particles quickly condensed in the air, instantly making people feel that they were in the harsh winter of the northern country, and even their hearts were shivering with cold. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

The people of the Mu Clan themselves were afraid of cold, and coupled with the fact that the dark ability was their natural enemy, the Mountain King did not dare to get close to Wenren Su, so he could only hide from a distance and watch the battle.

"Boss, the Wood Emperor can't seem to be able to resist, should we go and help?" Hu Ying has been paying attention to the situation of the tripartite battlefield, the Demon Emperor is fighting with Mu Heng in full swing, the strength of the two is comparable, and there is no danger on Wen Rensu's side for the time being. Only Mu Huang's side, because his cultivation is weaker than Mu Feng, although he dodges quickly every time, but after a long time, he will inevitably be hit by the other party, and now he has countless colors on his body.

"You deserve it!" How could the king of the mountain be kind enough to help Mu Hitomi, wishing that he would die on the battlefield.

Hu Ying knew the boss's temper, so he could only come up with other persuasion reasons, "If the Wood Emperor dies, that Saint Palace Ancestor will destroy the Second Lady's refining of the Wood Source Crystal, or come to kill us!" Boss, now that we're in the same camp as the Wood Emperor, it's not the time to be rash! ”

The Mountain King thought about it for a few seconds in his mind, and felt that there was some truth, so he temporarily waved away the prejudice against the Wood Emperor in his heart, and joined the battle between the Wood Emperor and the Wood Peak with Hu Ying.

Although the cultivation of the three people is lower than that of Mu Feng, they can temporarily stabilize each other when they join forces, which truly verifies the wise words of the three stinkers who beat Zhuge Liang.

"I really underestimate you!" Mu Qingyuan dodged the scythe of death slashed by Wen Rensu in embarrassment, his eyebrows were covered with a gloomy color, like a dark cloud covering the sky, terrifying.

If the opponent was another ability, how could he be so timid, but he accidentally rubbed the opponent's hand, which made half of his body seem to be frozen, and it took him a long time to stiffen before returning to normal.

Damn the Dark!

Damn the Dead Spirit!

Mu Qingyuan cursed fiercely in his heart, his brain was running quickly, thinking about the response plan.

Suddenly, he thought that he still had a magic weapon, even if he couldn't kill the other party, he could temporarily trap the other party. As long as he is given enough time to destroy that protective shield and get the wood source crystal, he is afraid that he will not have a chance to get rid of these thorns in the eye?

Without saying a word, he took out a square box from the space storage device he was wearing, the box was originally gray, and when he pressed it, it immediately burst into purple. At this time, Wen Rensu held a sickle in his hand and approached him mightily again, his hand was thrown forward, and the dazzling purple light shrouded Wen Rensu's body, and then the square box quickly transformed into the appearance of a Linglong tower, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it was firmly buckled above Wenren Su's head.

Wen Rensu realized that he couldn't move, and he knew that he had fallen for the enemy's trick, and the fierce aura in his pupils increased rapidly, brewing a dark and raging storm.

"Humph! I'll figure it out later! Time was imminent, Mu Qingyuan didn't have the heart to talk to Wenren Su anymore, and quickly brushed his side and went to the side of the turquoise ball.

As the Ancestor of the Holy Palace, of course he knew that he could not destroy the protective shield of the Muyuan Crystal with his own strength, but there was one thing that could, I saw his right hand stretched forward, and a black insect the size of an egg appeared in the palm of his hand, which was somewhat similar in appearance to a fly, but there were ten red tentacles in front of his head.

"Go ahead!" As soon as he gave the order, the black insect spread its wings and flew out, and when it was about to touch the protective shield, its body disintegrated at once, turning into countless black insects twice as small as sesame seeds, and the layers of dense and impermeable protective shields were covered.

For people with dense phobias, it was definitely an unprecedented nightmare.

The tools used to destroy the shield were the ten red tentacles in front of the black worm's head, and they were like electric drills that infiltrated into the turquoise ball inch by inch, absorbing the spiritual power inside, and within ten seconds, a thin layer of green light powder fell to the ground.

"Oops!" Mu Huang narrowly dodged Mu Feng's blow, and when he turned around and saw this scene, his face turned white with fright.

Xiao Zhentian also noticed this situation, and wanted to fly forward, but was entangled by Mu Heng, he couldn't help but feel annoyed why he was just a natal soul seal, if he really came, even if ten Mu Heng he could still knock the other party down!

Seeing Wen Rensu who was restrained by the Linglong Pagoda in the air, his face sank, and he shouted: "Boy, if you don't want to find a way out, the emperor will be the first to kill you later!" ”

Wen Rensu didn't think of a way to mobilize all the spiritual power in his body, but he couldn't even disassemble the undead body. Seeing that the protective shield around Lei Luo's body quickly became smaller again, he was so anxious that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, if he really let Mu Qingyuan destroy the protective shield, Luo'er would definitely die!

No way! He had to stop it! As a man, if he can't protect his wife, what kind of hero is he!

An angry roar came out of Wen Rensu's mouth, like thunder, and then a layer of red light quickly flew out of his body, levitating above the Linglong Tower.

The red light was a very ancient-looking array, and the dazzling lines in it quickly roamed around the eye of the array, and then outlined into a bewitching flower.

In just one second, the array was like a mirror splitting apart, and a rich black glow diffused from the top of Wen Rensu's head, and a high-pitched clear sigh could be heard, and a red shadow rushed out of the black mang, leaping into the sky.

In an instant, a powerful coercion came to their faces, not only the Great King of Mutong Mountain felt unwell, but even the three Saint Palace Ancestors also turned pale, only Xiao Zhentian swept towards the red figure in the void that was like a scorching sun blooming with a strong light.

This is......

"Bloody?" Two words came out of his mouth in disbelief.

The red light shot straight into the sky, through the clusters of clouds, and into the sky.

In the center of the red light, a flaming red bird with feathers like soaked in blood spread its wings and was rising and spinning in a graceful and sharp attitude, and after flying up a hundred meters in the air, it suddenly lowered its head and swooped, its whole body was wrapped in a scorching flame, and the flame was covered with a layer of black light.

Before it could get completely close, the exquisite small tower that bound Wen Rensu's figure clicked twice, cracked, and shattered into countless slag pieces.

The body was repeated and free, Wen Rensu swept towards the back without hesitation, and the scythe of death flashed in the air with a cold light, directly past the stunned Mu Qingyuan, and swung extremely fiercely towards the black insect swarm that was biting the protective shield.

The black swarm itself didn't have much strength, how could it withstand the attack of the death breath, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of it fell, and the rest sensed the danger, flew directly away from the protective shield, and fled in all directions in the air, but still did not dodge the flame attack from the void.

At this moment, a dazzling purple-red light burst out from the turquoise ball, and the trees and flowers that had been corroded by the aura of death around them were instantly full of vitality and bloomed even brighter than before.

The faces of the three old ancestors of the Holy Palace changed almost at the same time, looking at the emerald protective shield that was disappearing automatically, and their hearts were like ashes for a while.

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