Because, let Jun's and Xiao's team work hard, that can't change the end!

In the face of people's step-by-step pressure, Jun lingxun's face is full of haze, a pair of deep eyes are full of hate and murder, but finally can only choose to give up.

"Since you want my storage ring so much, I'll give it to you!"

Voice down, Jun lingxun took off his storage ring and then he lost it to the distance!

They saw that the storage ring turned into a parabola and flew directly to the rear.

All of a sudden, all of them swept towards the storage ring at full speed.

They are very clear that the fairy grass must be in the storage ring of Junling Xun!

As we scrambled to leave, there was a bit of frustration on Jun lingxun's face. He planned such a seamless trap, which was easily changed by the other party.

For a while, it was hard for him to get out of the haze.

Just as they were chasing after the storage ring, suddenly, they saw a shadow not far away approaching them at full speed.

"Eh, isn't that the emperor's and Lin's?"

"Not only them, but also the Murong family!"

"What are they doing? How can there be so much dust in the back? "

The people looked at the di Beichen and others who were approaching at full speed with doubts and wonder in their eyes. At the same time, they also noticed that the di Beichen and others seemed to say something in their mouths.

But the buzz was so loud that they couldn't hear it at all.

Hundred miles of red makeup and other people are flying forward. The speed of those locusts is terrible. They can only keep such a distance when they exert their speed to the extreme.

After meeting the cultivators of other teams, they could not help but remind them.

"Leave now!"

However, their voice can't cover the locust's voice at all, so that the other side is still standing in place.

Finally, the doubted cultivators noticed that what was behind them was not the smoke and dust, but the locust army, and there was a trace of horror in their eyes.

"My God! So many locusts! "

"Where did it come from?"

Although the faces of the people were still dazed, their steps were not slow at all, and they immediately began to sweep back quickly!

Jun lingxun looks at the bleak dance, and the original resentment has dissipated.

At least, the dance didn't give up on itself.

"Serena, thank you." Jun lingxun's voice is sincere, and his eyes are shining brightly.

The bleak dance chuckled and shook his head. "Before I was really bad, I let you fall into this situation, as long as you don't get angry with me."

"How can I be angry with you?" Jun lingxun smiled and shook his head. "While everyone is not here, let's leave. Once they come back, maybe there will be other troubles."

"Good."

Lingxun, the zhixiaojun, was not angry with himself, and the bleak dance was also a burst of joy. At the next moment, the two teams of people would not hesitate to move forward.

When Qiu Baixin saw emperor Shaofeng and others, his heart also collapsed.

"Emperor, what's the matter? How could you provoke so many locusts? "

Emperor Shaofeng shook his head helplessly. "I don't know what happened. Just after you left, these locusts rushed over from behind. We were forced to flee."