Mo Lian hugged her wife quickly and stopped her from rushing forward and wiping the neck of the Ghost Face Hall Master.

Although the little guy is quite strong, he is obviously not a match for Gong Songfeng.

To deal with cunning and wise people like Gong Songfeng, of course, I let idle people like Miyan and Feng Chen go!

In fact, the entire Qingcheng Island was shaking in this terrifying and dense explosion.

The streets are full of gullies and deep trenches.

Feng Chen and Miyan had already taken advantage of the chaos to quickly flash to Gong Songfeng and attacked him without saying a word.

Gong Songfeng was very reluctant to deal with the Taohua Immortal Lord alone, not to mention that Miyan also joined in the fun.

The bow master had no choice but to retreat step by step.

When he was struggling, two figures flashed beside Gong Songfeng.

Fan Meng had no expression on her cold and solemn face. She raised the flying knife as thin as a cicada wing in her hand, blocked the Saint Son of Miyan, and then jumped forward with Fanyou, and naturally took over the attack of Saint Son of Miyan.

With the sound of rushing iron hooves coming.

At the entrance of the street, a large number of human-headed and lion-shaped beasts suddenly appeared. They were dragging the body of a lion in deformity, but their heads were planted strangely on the shell like a pumpkin.

Without a neck, it looks weird overall.

Qiao Mu had already seen this thing when he was watching the sculptures in the underground village. Like the eagle people seen in the Fengmu Forest, they were all products invented by Tianyun and cultivated by abnormal modifications.

"Which cultural human corpse puppet ranks?" Qiao Mu suddenly asked.

The Master of the Bow Hall, who was concentrating on dealing with the Taohua Immortal Lord, was stunned and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qiaomu, "What?"

Lord Qiao Qiao was impatient and flew out dozens of attack talismans irritably, and threw them straight towards Gong Songfeng.

"It's the corpse puppet who can play the piano."

If Gong Songfeng wanted to dodge her attack talisman, he would definitely hurt the Taohua Immortal who was chasing behind him.

So he had no choice but to turn around to deal with the peach blossom immortal who was floating in, and let the dozen attacking talismans fall on him.

A sour explosion reminded him of the scene when he was in the Red River Canyon that day.

On a rainy day, the little girl threw a series of explosions and a thunder-induced talisman to him. It was so electric that he was so hot. Compared with these dozen talismans today, she was still merciless today.

"Which cultural human corpse puppet ranks? He is not your subordinate?" Qiao Mu asked perseveringly.

Today, I besieged Qingcheng Island and did not see the cultural corpse puppet. It can be seen that it was not with the bow master.

"That's the Sixteenth in Feitian."

"Flying Heaven." Little face paralysis pondered and read these three words, nodding to show that he knew.

"Mu Qingya has a last move." Little face paralysis said in a deep voice.

Based on her research on this old opponent, Mu Qingya's move would never be so simple.

That sixteen should have just come to throw a stone to ask for directions.

Mo Lian curled the corners of her lips, "Don't worry about her tricks, let her die if she comes."

Originally, she was hiding in the dark, so naturally no one would notice her.

But now, she has appeared in Mingdu, a weak chicken with no cultivation. They are already wary of her. If she is hurt again, wouldn’t it be touching?

"Ka, Kha!" The cracks on the street ground suddenly began to grow as the human-headed and lion-shaped beast stepped on it.
Chapter completed!