Thrall Prophet was stunned, Mo Gulu was his most fearless henchman, even if the war was imminent, it would not be this expression, at this moment, why did he look like this?

Suddenly an ominous blessing rose in the heart of the prophet Saar

"Doll, you take a rest first, and the old man will go back when he goes. The Prophet Sal's face was much softer.

After all, no one would be unable to get along with such a Fa-level exercise as the Lotus Flower Girl's Dao Gong.

The Lotus Flower Girl Dao Gong that Zhan Mufeng is practicing now is full of flaws, and the exercise itself must still be hidden somewhere in Si Yu's Residence Realm, and it can't be easily offended now.

The prophet Thrall followed him to a secret place.

With a wave of his left hand, a curtain of light appeared in front of Prophet Thrall.

It turned out to be the collapse of the Holy Void Castle, the scene of Saltero and Wanhu Hou fighting fiercely, and Saltero killing Wanhu Hou.

"The Tailuo Realm Lord and the Wanhu Marquis are fighting, each according to their own ability, each according to their own fate! But after the Tailuo Realm Lord fell, it must be Wan Jincheng out of anger and assassinated the Tailuo Realm Lord! Otherwise, with the cultivation of the Realm Lord, how can ordinary monks get close!"

Thrall's prophetic wow greatsword

At the same time, in front of Wan Jincheng, there was also a picture of the collapse of the Holy Void Castle, Salteiro and Wanhu Hou fought fiercely, and Salteiro killed Wanhu Hou.

Wan Jincheng was so sad that he almost fainted to the ground, and it took a while before he calmed down under the comfort of his henchmen.

"Sal old thief, the old man is full of compromises to you, I just hope that you and I can work together to do something big, but I didn't expect you to kill my son, poor Huhou my son! I'm sorry for you for my father!"

Wan Jincheng looked at the picture of light and shadow replay repeatedly, gritting his teeth angrily.

After a while, Prophet Sal and Wan Jincheng came out of the secret realm at the same time, and the eyes of both sides looking at each other were almost full of anger.

"Sal old thief, return my son's life!" Wan Jincheng looked at Prophet Sal and couldn't hold back any longer.

"Wan Jincheng, your son's cultivation is low, and he fights with my son and dies, that is life and death. But then you have secretly murdered my son's life! I want you to pay with blood!"

Wan Jincheng wanted to explain something, but the anger had already overwhelmed him.

And the Prophet of Saar, first of all, by Zhan Mufeng's seemingly unintentional but intentional guide of the consciousness of the Prophet of Sal to the process of Saltello and the Marquis of Wanhu entering the collapsed holy ruins to search for treasures.

Later, a light and shadow replayed, which angered Wan Jincheng and made Thrall Prophet preconceived that Saltello had died under Wan Jincheng's conspiracy.

After all, Zhan Mufeng was just an ant-like pearl realm at that time, and before Saltero's death, the sentence "Father, the child has won!", all of which pointed to the fact that Zhan Mufeng did not pose any threat to Saltero.

There can only be one cause of Sartello's death, and that is Wan Hu Hou.

And Yi Shenglian and Zhan Mufeng, at the moment when the men and horses of Thrall Prophet and Wan Jincheng fought, they broke away from the battlefield and hid in a marginal corner, watching the two sides fight indifferently.

Zhan Mufeng said with a smile: "The Ten Thousand Demon Fetal Exercises performed by the children have not yet worked, and two or three pits have killed them, but since it is our people, we can't let them die in vain." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhan Mufeng secretly gave an order.

I saw that all the monks who had been given the Ten Thousand Demon Fetal Exercises by Zhan Mufeng, whether they were on the side of Prophet Sal or Wan Jincheng, seemed to be killing Zhenghuan, but they were actually hiding in order to protect themselves.

Yi Shenglian shook her head and said with a smile: "Feng'er, fortunately, you are excited. Otherwise, our mother and son will probably die here. ”

Zhan Mufeng looked at Yi Shenglian gently, and said with a smile: "Mother, there is a child, and the child will never let his mother be in any danger!"

Yi Shenglian nodded, then sighed again, and said, "Wei Niang never thought that Chunlan she..."

At this point, Yi Shenglian never went down again.

Zhan Mufeng was about to do something, and suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something terrible and was taken aback.

"Mother, look!"

It turned out that the subordinates of the Prophet of Sal regarded Chunlan as Wan Jincheng's wife, and dozens of elites besieged it.

Chunlan's heart was like ashes, and she didn't resist it at all.

And Wan Jincheng saw that Chunlan had lost its value, and he didn't care at all, and let Thrall's prophets kill Chunlan on the spot.

By the time Yi Shenglian found out, Chunlan had already been bombarded and almost exploded, and she was almost wiped out.

Yi Shenglian gritted her teeth and made a move, killing all the men of the Prophet Thrall who besieged Chunlan, rescued Chunlan, and returned to Zhan Mufeng's side.

"Chunlan, why don't you fight back!" Yi Shenglian said painfully, and a power of the sea of stars was injected into Chunlan's body.

"Lord... Lord, why do you want to save slaves and maids, slaves and maids deserve death, no... It's not worth your rescue..."Under the protection of the power of the Star Sea of Yi Shenglian, Chunlan was pulled back from the brink of death.

Yi Shenglian held back her tears and said softly: "Farewell, Chunlan, I know you are bewitched by Wan Jincheng, let's go home, okay?"

Zhan Mufeng looked at Chunlan, who was covered in blood, remembered the happy time together before, and choked up: "Yes, Chunlan Enchantment, let's go home." My mother and I both know that you are being bewitched and talking, and we don't blame you!"

Chunlan shook her head, smiled bitterly, and said, "I can't go back." Even if you and the young master forgive the slave and the maid, the slave and the maid will never forgive themselves. slave

I only hope that in the next life, I can serve the Lord and the Young Master again!"

Over, Chunlan slowly closed her eyes.

It turned out that Chunlan turned out to be the last trace of star power in the body of luck, which shattered all the life source sustenance in the body, and apologized for her mistakes with the final decisive death!

"Chunlan!

Yi Shenglian's heart was like a knife, and two lines of tears flowed down.

Zhan Mufeng was in pain, and suddenly, a situation that shocked Zhan Mufeng almost scared Zhan Mufeng to jump.

"Liu Meihan is gone!"

To tell the truth, Zhan Mufeng would rather be strangers to Liu Meihan, but I don't know why, since she met Liu Meihan for the first time, she has been like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and she has to put Zhan Mufeng to death and hurry up.

Now, when Wan Jincheng's side was obviously in a weak position, Liu Meihan once again quietly retreated, making Zhan Mufeng's heart uneasy again.

Under the manipulation of Zhan Mufeng's ten thousand demon fetuses, Wan Jincheng's subordinates fought not long after, and nearly half of them escaped!

And less than half of the people who fled, about 4,000 people were controlled by Zhan Mufeng's Ten Thousand Demon Fetus, and the rest were all happy and fled when they saw that something was wrong.

The 4,000 people controlled by Zhan Mufeng, not long after Wan Jincheng's subordinates had just fought with Sal Prophet, they either shouted and shouted that they couldn't beat them, or they shouted at them to run away, which immediately drained the morale of Wan Jincheng's troops.

This made Wan Jincheng angry, and he couldn't wait to immediately kill the subordinates who took the lead in escaping on the spot

However, at this moment, Wan Jincheng can only think about it.

Because, Wan Jincheng has been entangled by the Prophet Saar, and has been beaten and retreated.

You must know that the Prophet of Sal was originally one word higher than Wan Jincheng's cultivation, and now he is fighting at home, taking advantage of the time and place.

If Wan Jincheng hadn't relied on the spirit weapon in his hand, which could be counted in the entire realm, he might have been killed on the spot by Prophet Thrall by now.

However, in less than a stick of incense, Wan Jincheng's men were already defeated.

Yi Shenglian snorted coldly, put down Chunlan, rushed into the battle array, and besieged Wan Jincheng.

Zhan Mufeng was even more like electricity, breaking into the hundreds of thousands of melee troops, and performing the Ten Thousand Demon Fetal Exercises one after another, and without anyone knowing, he actually controlled a large number of subordinates.

Under the attack of the two Star Sea Realm powerhouses, Wan Jincheng couldn't stand it anymore, and with a muffled snort, he was captured by Thrall Prophet on the spot and fell to his knees!

The men and horses on both sides immediately stopped fighting, and they all looked intently at the leaders of the two sides!

Yi Shenglian's face was indifferent, standing in front of Prophet Sal and Wan Jincheng, and said with a resolute expression: "Lord of Sal Realm, this Wan Jincheng is your murderer's enemy, let you dispose of it." However, the monks of our Feather Realm are innocent, and I want to bring them back. ”

Zhan Mufeng also stopped his movements and flew back behind Yi Shenglian.

Prophet Sal was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Lord Yijing, these people are Wan Jincheng's subordinates. Maybe I'll turn against you at some point, so it's better to let the old man take care of it for you!"

As soon as Thrall's words fell, the monks of the Abyssal Beast Realm were about to make a move.

Once they fight again, Wan Jincheng's subordinates, who are already demoralized, will not be able to escape, and they will really be wiped out here.

Yi Shenglian shouted angrily and said coldly: "I see who dares to do it!"

After stopping Prophet Sal's subordinates, Yi Shenglian looked back at Prophet Sal and said, "Lord of Sal Realm, these are all monks from our Yusu Realm, and they have nothing to do with the sins committed by Wan Jincheng. Please also ask the Lord of the Sal Realm to look at my mother and son, and no longer embarrass the monks of our Yusu Realm. Three days later, my mother and son will definitely give the lotus girl the Great Dao Gong!"

Wan Jincheng's subordinates never expected that Yi Shenglian, who was originally at war with Wan Jincheng, would be willing to give away the Lotus Flower Girl Dao Gong, which is a treasure even in the Wuqiu Void, for the sake of their lives!

Recalling Wan Jincheng's tyrannical and murderous temperament, for a while, the psychology of Wan Jincheng's subordinates was mixed.

Even the Prophet of Sal was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "What if the old man doesn't agree?"

As soon as these words came out, almost all of Wan Jincheng's subordinates were like ashes.

Yi Shenglian said proudly: "That is, the iron heart of the Sal Realm Lord wants to die with our Si Yu Su Realm for all eternity Today, how many monks of our Si Yu Su Realm have been killed by your Sal Realm Lord, he will return the number of my Si Yu Su Realm." ”

This is more serious.

As soon as Prophet Sal saw the situation, calculated the gains and losses, especially the temptation of Fa-level exercises, he laughed and said, "The old man is joking with the Lord of the Yi Realm. Since this is the case, the old man will follow the lord of the Yi realm and not embarrass them. However, the Lord of the Yi Realm should not forget the promise of sending the Lotus Flower Girl Dao Gong over in three days!"