Chapter 4829

The surrounding yellow sand began to roll and gradually engulfed Mo Qingshan's body. Until the breath of Mo Qingshan completely disappeared, Emperor beixuan took a long breath. There was a look of humiliation and indignation on his face, and his hands were clenched into fists. Mo Qingshan's contemptuous and superior attitude made him mad. But he did not dare to disobey Mo Qingshan's orders. Because the pain that his soul was about to burst just now made him realize that his life was completely in the hands of Mo Qingshan. He wants to be born, he can be born. He wants to die, he wants to die. Emperor beixuan took a deep breath, raised his hand, grabbed the sunglasses to his side, and then moved toward the direction of xiaoyaomen. After recovering from the fatal injury of sunglasses, they seem to become a puppet. Only the occasional flash in his eyes let people know that he is still alive. Emperor beixuan didn't pay attention to sunglasses. He just scowled and pondered at the same time. Do you admire your face? He always felt that Mo Qingshan's attitude towards this little god musician was too serious. In front of dimingjue and luoyunxiao, he said that he was a little musician, as if he didn't care at all. Only focus on the seven immortals. But just now, Emperor beixuan always felt that Mo Qingshan paid more attention to Jun Muyan than Qihuang. Why? What's special about junmuyan=== Xiuxian continent, ancient battlefield“ Princess, your highness, those puppets again attacked! " There are not many black talismans left by Mr. Chu! " In a hasty tent, Muyan is leaning on the bed, eyes closed. Her face was pale without a trace of blood. From time to time, beany beads of sweat slipped down from his forehead. Hearing the cry, she slowly opened her eyes, and immediately someone came forward and carefully wiped the sweat from her face“ shut up! Are you finished? Did you see how much pain your princess is now? After wiping the sweat, Xueji immediately glares at the intruder. That expression would like to rush over and tear him to pieces. The speaker immediately shrunk his neck, showing an expression of grievance and fear. Then he carefully said, "but... Your Highness has said that if a man attacks three rounds of attack, he must inform her if he starts the fourth round of attack." Xueji said angrily: "idiot, the princess asked you to die, do you want to go or not?"“ Xueji... Don't say any more... "Muyan sat up with difficulty. Xueji didn't mind swearing, so she helped her up carefully“ What are the targets of this attack? " The opposite reply is not the demon cultivation, but the spiritual cultivation of a human race. After hearing Muyan's question, he tried to recall it and said, "it's the second, the ninth and the 19th." Mu Yan's face changed. Number two is a bald Buddhist monk. Before he was made into a puppet, his cultivation at least reached the highest level of xianzun. On the 19th, they met Lin Huai in Jiuli tribe. Lin Huai's own cultivation has reached the Immortal Emperor. After leaving the blessing of holy heavenly bone, the realm will drop, but no matter what, you still need the high level of immortal. This round if the two attack together, plus the strength of the same is not weak No. 9. I'm afraid the border will not hold up. Muyan: "Xueji, go and call the magic knife, wine boy and Tianhe. Han Weijiang, go and gather all the monks who have reached the higher level of Xuanxian in Shenle sect... Keke... "