The glutton, Yun'er, and Xiaoyu appeared, and without waiting for Mu Qing's orders, they took action as soon as possible.

The glutton raised his hand, first took the storage ring in his hand, threw it at Mu Qing, and shouted, "Lord Soul Lord, then!" Immediately after, the glutton twisted his body and shot in the direction of the top of Sumeru Peak. In the storage ring before, he received Mu Qing's order to destroy the altar on the top of the mountain.

Yun'er flapped her wings and let out a scream, and the three purple gold thunders in her mouth that had already condensed and formed shot towards the White Lotus Fairy......

Xiao Yu flicked her long tail, and the cold qi around her body surged, heading in the direction of Mu Qing......

When the three of them came out, they also felt the dissolving spirit poison of the fine rain that fell on their bodies, and they couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Mu Qing raised his hand, his spiritual power rolled out, put the storage ring in his hand, and sent a message to the three gourmets, "Come back!

The distance between them was only a few hundred zhang, and Xiao Yu had already flown towards Mu Qing, and he had already reached the halfway point; the body of the glutton shot at the top of Sumeru Peak froze halfway, hesitated, and turned his head to fly towards Mu Qing;

Although the three purple gold thunder shots shot by Yun'er were powerful, they were blocked by the white lotus fairy's long sleeves, and Yun'er turned over and turned into an arc of thunder and shot towards Mu Qing.

The tens of thousands of silver armor red refining also received Mu Qing's order, and turned into a silver chain like a well-trained soldier and flew towards Mu Qing......

However, an old word suddenly came from the ink cloud above: "Little devil, do you want to leave now?"

With these words, I saw a wave of ink clouds in the sky, and a figure slowly descended from the clouds, it was an old man in a gray robe with a slightly hunched back, the wrinkles on the old man's face were layered layer after layer, with an ebony cane in his left hand and a thick brush three feet long in his right hand.

This old man, Mu Qing, had actually seen that it was the leader of the Heaven Mending Continent who had had a conversation with Han Wu in the place where the monks of the three continents gathered before entering the Flood Desolation Holy Tower.

I saw the old man wave the ink pen in his hand, the pen walked the dragon and snake, the void dotted painting, and the dots were connected four times, and four ink-colored beast shadows suddenly condensed in the fine ink rain that filled the entire space, which was a crane, a tiger, a phoenix, and a dragon!

These four ink-colored beast shadows are not weird, they are not real monsters, but they are like an ink painting drawn out of thin air with freehand brushwork.

It's too late, it's too soon.

In the blink of an eye, the four-headed ink beast condensed out, and the position of its appearance was just right. The ink crane appeared in front of Yun'er, spreading its wings and blocking Yun'er's way; the ink tiger appeared behind the glutton, the tiger paw reached out and grabbed the glutton; the ink phoenix appeared between Xiaoyu and Mu Qing, and the phoenix tail spread, forming a barrier, blocking Xiaoyu's way, and the ink dragon appeared above Mu Qing's head.

At the same time, the raindrops dripping on the body of the Silver Armor Red Refining suddenly turned into translucent ink-colored bubbles, each bubble wrapped around a Silver Armor Red Refinement, and tens of thousands of ink-colored bubbles slowly floated upward, floating towards the old man......

The volume of these four ink beasts is not the same, it seems that the ink pen Weng consciously condensed out for different targets, the volume of the ink phoenix among the four beasts is the smallest, the wings are only more than three zhang wide, and the most ink dragon is the largest, with a body length of seventeen or eighteen zhang, the body is twisted, and the teeth and claws are dancing......

Mo Long burst out with a dragon groan, and with a snap, the ice wall that was originally condensed above Mu Qing's head and was already full of holes was smashed by one of his claws, and Mo Long's long tail swung and roared towards Mu Qing......

These four ink beasts were obviously also condensed by the dissolving spirit poison, Mu Qing estimated that if they were entangled in such a thick dissolving spirit poison, they were afraid that their spiritual power would be dissolved in a moment and a half, and their cultivation would be completely lost.

Mu Qing waved the Tomb Dragon Sword in his hand, and slashed out with one blow, and a dark golden sword light hit the head of the ink dragon, and the golden light flashed, cutting the ink dragon into two pieces.

However, I saw that the left and right halves of the ink dragon's body gathered in the middle, and soon condensed the shape of the ink dragon......

The holy power stored in Mu Qing's blood magic eyes was rapidly consumed, and the magic trick in his hand changed again, and as soon as he urged the Sunset Sword, the technique of the Ice River Iron Horse urged when Mo Long's huge head was close to him, and a monstrous cold air swept towards Mo Long......

I saw that the ink dragon was swept away by the cold air, and his entire body turned into ink-colored ice crystals......

But Mu Qing knew that although he temporarily peaked the ink dragon, although his freezing power was strong, he couldn't completely freeze this ink dragon, firstly because the opponent's cultivation was higher than his own, and secondly because even if this spirit dissolving poison was frozen in ice, its spirit dissolving effect would not disappear, and it would soon be able to break through the trap.

Taking advantage of this moment of respite, Mu Qing looked sideways at the glutton and the others, only to see the glutton's body flying, waving his fists, fighting with the ink tiger, each punch will be the ink color of the ink tiger's body collapsed, and every punch is thrown, touching the body of the ink dragon, the holy power fluctuation on the glutton's body is weakened. But the ink tiger is not affected at all, and every time it is defeated, it will quickly return to its original state......

Yun'er wanted to fly in the direction of Mu Qing, but was entangled by the ink crane, and had no choice but to meet the enemy, only to see that it was wrapped in a layer of purple-gold thunder arcs, and the light was urging, flying up and down, chasing and entanglement with the ink crane, and sometimes shooting out a purple gold thunderbolt on the ink crane, but it only passed through the body......

Xiao Yu's long tail swayed wildly, and the cold air sprayed wildly, trying to freeze the Mo Feng in front of him, but his cultivation was too low, and the cold qi that spewed out could only freeze the surface of the Mo Feng's body in a shallow layer......

Mu Qing could see that the situation in front of him, if he didn't kill or repel this old man called "ink pen", he might not be able to go.

Thinking of this, a ruthlessness rose in Mu Qing's heart, he gritted his teeth, waved his sword and pointed at the old man, and shouted in his mouth: "Zhuxian Sword Array!"

The seventy-two Zhuxian swords around him disappeared suddenly, and the next moment they appeared around the gray-robed old man, forming a Zhuxian Sword Array.

The Chongxia Daoist on the other side reminded him: "This sword formation is powerful, Daoist friends be careful!"

The next moment, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was activated again. The sword surged, and the silver silk weaved a net, piercing the ink pen Weng with a thousand holes!

However, the ink pen Weng who was pierced into a sieve by the Immortal Sword did not move, and the wounds on his body gushed out not essence blood, but thick ink!

Mobi Weng laughed and said, "Little devil, I can't even figure out where the old man's true body is, and I dare to be wild in front of the old man!"

In fact, since the ink cloud condensed and the ink rain fell, Mu Qing's divine consciousness had been searching for the hiding place of the ink pen Weng, but under the influence of this large-scale "Heaven and Earth Ink Rain" technique, with Mu Qing's strong divine sense, he still couldn't capture the location of his true body. After the "Ink Pen Weng" appeared just now, Mu Qing immediately attacked, but he didn't expect that the "Ink Pen Weng" who appeared was still an incarnation.

This point, in fact, I can't complain about Mu Qing, first of all, because the cultivation of the ink pen Weng is a small realm higher than him, and secondly, the technique of "Heaven and Earth Ink Rain" does have the effect of confusing the enemy and hiding from the form.

At this moment, Mu Qing can be said to be in a complete passivity, looking for the enemy without a trace, but he is disturbed by the enemy's magic, Lao Glutton, Yun'er, and Xiaoyu are also in the same crisis, and tens of thousands of silver armor red refining have been trapped by the enemy, even if they are not worried about their lives for a while, they are unable to break the ink-colored bubbles around their bodies.

Just when Mu Qing was in a predicament, he only heard a woman's soft shout from a distance: "Brother Qing, don't be confused, the opponent is in the body of the ink dragon in front of you!"

With these words, two rays of light shot in the distance.

Mu Qing fixed his eyes and looked, it was a man and a woman, the man was thin, his head was tied into pigtails, and he was holding a pair of blazing axes in both hands, and the woman had a delicate face, wearing a black robe, and holding a huge black umbrella.

Mu Qing immediately recognized the two, it was Yan Wei and Yan Tianxin, who had not seen each other for many years!