Luo He gritted his teeth and threw out dozens of Xuanyin talismans again.

At the same time, he turned around and suddenly threw out a teleportation talisman array, cageing everyone's figures, "Go."

"Dong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

One after another, accompanied by yelling yells, one after another.

Everyone rolled out of the talisman formation and fell to the ground with all their hands and feet.

A young man shouted angrily, "Your foot is on my face, take it away."

"What's going on? Why is this talisman array so bumpy?"

"Puff." Luo He vomited blood with a pale face, looked down at the jade talismans that had turned into debris in his hand, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Mr. Zhuang reached out to support him and said in a deep thought, "You should sit and adjust your breath immediately and recover as soon as possible."

Luo He didn't talk much to him, his situation was very bad at this time.

The continuous overdrawing of the talisman power made his whole body reach a critical point.

If it does not recover, the talisman power will probably be exhausted.

Mr. Zhuang stood up and looked at everyone, then came to Mu Xiaoxue, nodding respectfully at her, "Miss, we need the help of Master Mouyang now."

Mu Xiaoxue was unable to speak or move, and curled up his little hand and fingers for a while.

Old Zhuang nodded, said with an offense, and reached out to take off a blue crystal necklace from her neck.

As the space container emits bright light, an old man about 70 years old, with white hair on his bearded eyebrows, raised cheekbones on both sides, and a hint of gloomy air between his eyebrows and eyes floated out of it.

"Master Mou." Old Zhuang bowed to him and said, "Please arrange a defensive formation with hidden breath here. Master Luo needs to recover."

The old man named Mou Yang only flipped his eyes slightly and said with a lukewarm attitude, "Even if this master spends time setting up a hidden defense formation, he may not be able to escape the other party's eyes."

"This secret realm has a guardian, and the other party can be said to be very familiar with the terrain and surrounding environment here."

"Do you think you are the old, weak, sick and disabled, can escape?"

A hint of anger flashed through Mr. Zhuang's eyes, "Master Mou, don't forget that you made a vow before leaving the branch, and you must protect the lady to the death!"

"Hmph." Mou Yang snorted coldly, "I just need to protect the safety of the lady."

"You!" Mr. Zhuang was amused by his lukewarm attitude.

"Master Mou!"

"Okay." Mou Yang sneered and waved his hand, "I will help you with the lady for your sake."

He turned around and looked at the many disciples of Shadow City gloomy.

The disciples were swept by his gloomy gaze and couldn't help but tremble inwardly.

This old senior has come out once or twice before. According to the junior sister, he is a very amazing formation master.

But his eyes were so sinister that no one dared to look at the old man.

Mou Yang stood among the crowd, swept over the people present with malicious intentions, suddenly blinked his fingers and saw several round crystals, which were trembling into the air by a stream of energy between his fingers.

A light curtain enveloped and soon covered everyone present.

If someone was outside at this time, he would have discovered that the aura of more than a hundred people present had been hidden in an instant.
Chapter completed!