On the other side, Ying Luan was wearing silver armor and riding a white horse to enter Anyu City, a bloody road that no one could stop, invincible.

Mu Zixiao faced the battle head-on, and he attacked the city at the back gate of Anyu City, which was a strategy they had arranged before, focusing on opening the city gate to ensure that the maximum number of refugees in Anyu City escaped.

After all, it is almost impossible to completely capture An Yu City, not to mention that An Yu City has six Jindan stage monks in addition to their An Yu City ancestors, and the Blue Jiao clan alone is climbing branches in this city, relying on strength and interests to bind each other.

Now that Lan Zhan has been killed, the six Jindan monks have not made a move, because they don't know the depth of Weiyang City, and no one wants to be a bird.

Ying Luan invaded Anyu City, and they were also watching from the dark, testing how much Weiyang City's combat power was.

After all, the dignified Ancestor of the Great Perfection of the One Yuan Infant was picked off by a city lord's maid, which was a very explosive event in the entire immortal cultivation world.

But for Mu Zixiao and them, but even if they have the opportunity to occupy Anyu City rashly, not to mention that the battle line is too long, the old foxes here will be able to reflect their true strength in this battle after staying for a long time.

It is small to be sucked by the blood of the head snake and make a mess, I am afraid that not only Anyu City, but even the details of Weiyang City have been touched clearly, and both cities are in danger.

Without the Jindan monk's move, Ying Luan's road was smooth in addition to blocking the cold arrows of a few Jindan monks, from the north gate behind the city to the south gate in front of the city, opening the gate of Anyu City.

He opened the city gate with his elite soldiers, and when he went to see the battlefield, he saw that it was gray, and the monks and soldiers of Weiyang City were fighting with the monks and soldiers of Anyu City.

Mu Zixiao was surrounded by many monks in Weiyang City, she knelt on one knee, stuck the head of the giant snake with a fire-tipped spear, her eyes were closed, and she couldn't see the breath clearly.

Suddenly, thick clouds rolled in the sky, which was a sign of a catastrophe.

Others don't understand, but Ying Luan feels that this Mu Zixiao obviously can't suppress the cultivation realm, and now he has to spend the thunder tribulation alchemy pill!

But now that she has a soul and body, how can she experience a tempering thunder tribulation, this day the thunder is going to kill her alive!

Ying Luan's heart was very anxious, he wanted to fly over, but his movements became slower and slower, and the surroundings seemed to be about to freeze.

He looked around, and the speed of the Thunder Tribulation did not drop by half a point, but the movements of everyone around him seemed to be frozen, and he was the only one who could act.

Mu Zixiao's soul was also trying his best to save himself and get out of the phaseless bones. But she also found that even if she got out of the phaseless bone, she couldn't instantly transfer back to her body, as if she was nailed, and watched the thunder tribulation fall on her head.

Dead!

Mu Zixiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't count it, but he couldn't hold it down anymore.

She had already fought to the point of losing her strength, her consciousness was in a trance, she could no longer hold on, and she fell into a darkness.

Seeing that the thunder tribulation was about to split her soul away.

Between the fire and light stones, a golden light fell from the sky, directly breaking through the cloud of thunder!

The breeze blew, the colorful clouds pushed each other, and a handsome man in black appeared in the golden light, and his hands were already supporting Mu Zixiao's soul, and the soul was gently beaten back into the phaseless bone.

He frowned slightly, looked around, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

With a snap of your fingers, the world changes.

The world suddenly turned to normal, but except for Ying Luan, everyone continued to fight as if they couldn't see the man.

The man hugged Mu Zixiao and looked up at the sky, as if he was angry.

Ying Luan flew into the battlefield and arrived at Mu Zixiao's side regardless of it, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, and the god blocked and killed the god, but when he was close to the man, he stopped his pace and looked at the man in black suspiciously.

When the man in black saw him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something, and a helpless smile appeared on his domineering and handsome face, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed Mu Zixiao to him.

"Take good care of it." After whispering his instructions, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Ying Luan stood on the battlefield with Mu Zixiao in his arms, he thought about it, and with his excellent memory, he thought of the jade ring of the man in black, which was not the same jade ring as the statue of Emperor Yuanwu, the legendary ancient ring of the god of Zhushen!