Mobei's evil pupils shrank slightly, and something flashed in his mind.

Could it be that he really has any relationship with the Ancient Demon Clan?

"I only know that I am the Mo family." Mo Bei smiled evilly.

The divine dragon in the contract space looked very sluggish, why could he let the Ancient Demon Diagram recognize the master.

Why did the Ancient Magic Diagram end up here?

As a divine dragon who has lived for thousands of years, he naturally knows about the Ancient Demon Clan.

But in his memory, the primeval demon clan suddenly disappeared a long time ago.

The primeval magic map that had spread throughout the Demon Realm and the God Realm also disappeared.

The major demons have tried to find the Ancient Demon Map, but there has been no whereabouts.

Even once, he accompanied the demon phoenix to search for it all over the demon domain, but he didn't find it.

"It must be that your Mo family ancestor has hidden something from his descendants, whether you have anything to do with the Ancient Demon Clan or not, I only know that you are the man I love."

Murong Feng held his handsome face and smiled brightly.

For her, the person she identifies is forever, and there is no racial distinction.

Mo Beiye hugged her tightly into his arms, and his heart was unprecedentedly warm, worthy of being the woman he fancied.

She is the only one in the world who loves him so deeply.

When the two walked outside the mausoleum, they saw countless white bones blocking their way.

At this time, there was no primeval magic map to nourish them, and their bodies were no longer that kind of crystal white light, and they looked dim.

"Even you want to stop us." Mo Bei Xie sneered, waved his big hand, and the surging magic power pressed down on those white bones like a mountain of mountains.

In an instant, the white bones were like leaves blown by the wind, drawing a graceful arc and crashing into the walls on both sides.

Murong Feng's eyes widened, so strong magic!

No wonder the remnant soul said that the primeval demon clan is the most powerful of all the demon clans, and it deserves it!

Mo Bei Xie picked up Murong Feng and landed in the square under the night sky.

Although the square was originally split by Murong Feng's knife, the white bones that had slipped had been piled up again.

"Let's go back first!" Murong Feng tugged at his clothes and said.

It was too late for them to fight, and she was worried that Fan Tong and them would not be attacked by high-level necromancers after she left.

Although she left Ling'er and Doudou there they were.

"Okay."

Under the guidance of Murong Feng, Mo Bei Evil quickly returned to the small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Murong Feng and Mo Bei Evil come back.

Originally, Murong Feng left suddenly, startling the people who hadn't slept.

Immediately afterward, they heard several loud noises, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they woke up from their sleep one by one.

"Let's go back to sleep!" Murong Feng said with a smile.

Tomorrow they can fight the bones to the death!

I don't know why, everyone was panicked at first, but after seeing the smile on Murong Feng's face, they all felt like they had taken a reassuring pill.

After a while, everyone sat down and rested quietly.

Not long after, the angry roar of the white bones was heard in the distance, and a terrifying yin wind continued to blow in the air.

On the mountain peak not far from the outside of the ancient city, Yu Zhihua stared at the ancient city that was about to be submerged by the night, it turned out that Murong Feng and they went there, and he felt the power of the black sword fluctuating there.

Also, there is a very strong magic that can shock people's hearts!

When he sensed that magic, he felt infinite coercion.

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