Before the boss came back, he had only one task, that is, to protect Yan Wenchou, and to protect the LORD God of Baihua hall and the elder immortal.

Ming Wu Yan looks at the back of the blue soul and suddenly smiles.

Is Lan Hun forcing him to study? He's really cute.

"Yan wench, you go to sacred wind city, is that voice meaning?" The red devil asked in a voice.

Mingwu Yan nodded, "yes, he asked me to go to Shenfeng city to find him. He said, "if you want to see if the descendants of Shenjie family can stand the final test, he gave me a piece of blood jade."

Ming Wuyan shows the blood spirit jade to the red devil.

The red devil looked at it carefully and thought deeply.

"It seems that he wants you to take this blood spirit jade and guide you to Shenfeng city?"

"Well, I think so, too. So I'm going to wait for xueyihan to come back. "

"Well, when Manhan comes back, maybe the main god of Baihua hall will recover almost."

They talked for a while and played chess for a while.

As the day was about to break, a voice suddenly came to Ming Wuyan's mind

"Congratulations, on the portrait of God robbing death, one person is destroyed, and the remaining 20 people are fighting..."

She hasn't recovered. The second voice rings again

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and the remaining 19 people are fighting..."

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and the remaining 18 people are fighting..."

Ming Wu Yan's eyes widened in amazement. How could it suddenly kill so many people.

Red devil see Yan girl look strange, busy asked: "Yan girl, what's the matter with you?"

As Mingwu Yan was about to answer, there was a voice in her mind that people were constantly dying

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and there are 17 people left in the battle..."

"Congratulations, one more person was killed in the portrait of the God of death, and there are 16 people left in the battle..."

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and there are 15 people left in the battle..."

Mingwu Yan nervously looks at the red devil, "there have been people dying on the portrait of the God of death. I don't know what Xue Yihan did to find the roulette wheel, or what trouble they met."

The red devil's face became heavy. He immediately took out the notes and sent a message to man Han.

However, after the news was sent out for a long time, Manhan didn't reply to him, and he was a little nervous for a while.

According to Yan girl said, all of a sudden so many people died, it's really very likely that they ran into trouble and engaged in a frontal battle.

Ming Wuyan stands up and sends messages to Xue Yihan and his father with notes, asking about the situation.

Just, bright fog Yan also didn't wait for any echo.

Red devil see Yan girl has been sitting hard, he comforted: "we wait and see."

Ming Wu Yan nodded. Besides waiting, she didn't know what she could do now.

About a quarter of an hour later, the sound of death came from her mind

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and the remaining number of people in the battle is 14..."

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and there are 13 people left in the battle..."

"Congratulations, one more person is killed in the portrait of God of death, and the remaining 12 people are fighting..."

Ming Wu Yan jumped up again.

All of a sudden, she felt that they must be in trouble.

She really wants to find Xue Yihan now, but after two steps, her eyes fall on the eighth courtyard, and little Chu Yan is still there!

What's more, she has gone to the ice robbery grave once, and now she can't enter it.

Suddenly, as soon as her eyes brightened, she immediately bent down and patted the little Phoenix squatting at her feet, "can you help me find them?"

Little Phoenix flapped his wings, blinked a pair of beautiful purple eyes, and then disappeared immediately.

Little Phoenix just flew away, a voice came to her mind again

"Congratulations, three people were killed in a single move on the portrait of the God of death, and nine people were left to fight..."

"Bad news! Bad news! There are two people missing in the portrait of God of robbery and death... "

Mingwu Yan's eyebrows slightly twisted, someone missing? What does that mean?

Just thinking of this, she suddenly found something happened to her fairy book

She quickly took it out and saw a line written on it

"Chaos baby, there are two golden swimming out of the ice robbery grave, you see where they swim to!"

Ming Wu Yan looked up at the sky and called the red devil, "red devil, we should pay attention to one position to see if there is any golden light or gold..."

As soon as her voice fell, two golden lights flashed in the sky. The golden light swam in the air with its long tail.Ming Wu Yan suddenly gathered a powerful force. With a bang, the golden light in the sky came

Only a loud bang was heard, the sky was full of golden light, and a scream of spirits glided across the sky.

Then a voice appeared in Ming Wu Yan's mind

"Congratulations, there is only one missing person in the picture of the God of death..."

The bright fog Yan didn't hear the second voice to appear, she a Xuan body, immediately jumped into the sky, go to check.

But the red devil yelled in surprise at this time, "girl Yan, be careful behind you..."

After that, the red devil immediately rushed to Yan's back and attacked the little golden snake that came out of nowhere

At this moment, the little golden snake bit the red devil with a reverse bite

The red devil dodged, but the little golden snake turned into a golden thread and wound it around the red devil's neck.

At this moment, Ming Wu Yan turns around and throws a shield

The shield turned into a sharp light, which cut off the golden thread in an instant. The next moment, a golden light appeared. The little golden snake turned into a virtual shadow in the golden light, and then disappeared.

There was a voice in Ming Wu Yan's mind again

"Congratulations, the number of missing people in the portrait of the God of death is zero There are seven people left in the fight. "

Just when mingwuyan was relieved, another voice came from her mind

"There are two additional lives in the portrait team. The four envoys of Shenjie Temple died... "

When mingwuyan heard this, the whole person trembled. She slowly landed on the ground, and her heart was cold

Before she could find them, they were dead

"What's the matter with you, girl Yan?" The red devil flew down from the air and helped the pale girl.

"I'm fine." Ming Wu Yan stood up straight and looked at a place in the sky.

"Girl Yan, isn't it pretty cold? What happened there? I'll see. " The Red Devils are going to have a look first.

Bright mist Yan suddenly called him, "you stay, I go to have a look."

Words fall, she quickly disappeared in place