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Chapter 109

"Here he is after all!"

Deep in the fairy tree, Mu Qiankun and Mo Ya suddenly opened their eyes, and sharp light burst out from their pupils.

After this period of recovery, their cultivation levels have recovered a lot, and in some aspects they are even better than before.

"Ancestor, is there something big happening outside?" Mu Qing asked immediately when he saw Mu Qiankun and Mo Ya coming out side by side.

"The Dark Fox is attacking. From now on, the Shenmu Clan will rely on you. If there is a chance to leave the Yuanling Continent in the future, don't forget that the Shenmu Clan is of the wood spirit lineage!"

Mu Qiankun gave Mu Qing a meaningful look and rushed out of the fairy tree without hesitation.

"Xiao Muqing, don't forget what I said, you must make the Chaos Demonic Body the strongest in the world!"

Mo Ya clenched his fist at Mu Qing and rushed out.

"They're really here!"

The little fox was trembling with fear.

"I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Mu Qing moved her energy and took the little fox into the Chaos Demonic Tree.

"what happened?"

When Mu Qing came to the outside world, Mu Jieming and a group of elders from the Fairy Tribe were already waiting outside.

"The catastrophe is coming to the mainland again. If the ancestors and Mo Ya can't resist it, things will be serious!" Mu Qing said with a solemn expression.

"Is it a demon?"

Lin Chaoying looked at Mu Qing, she didn't know about the little fox.

"No, they are the ancient relics from Qing Mingtian, the Sky Fox Clan!"

While everyone on the mainland was panicking, Mu Qiankun had already rushed to the endless sky.

"I am in Mu Qiankun, the catastrophe is coming to the continent again, can any fellow Taoist help me defeat the enemy?" Mu Qiankun's clear and clear voice spread in all directions.

"Count me in, Mo Crow!"

Mo Ya's voice is immature due to his being a spiritual fetus without dirt, but his voice shook the Eastern Region, crossed the psychedelic sea, and reached the Western Continent.

He and Mu Qiankun both used the secret method of Wanli Sound Transmission.

The appearance of Mo Crow stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and the cultivation world of Yuanling Continent suddenly became boiling.

The younger generations of cultivators may not know Mo Crow, but those old antiques are familiar with this name. They always thought that Mo Crow had fallen in the Demon Flame Mountain, but they didn't expect that he was still alive.

With Mo Ya taking the lead, Yuanling Continent became uneasy.

"Amitabha, I am a poor monk!"

On the rocky mountain in the northwest desert, a mummy opened his eyes. As he stood up, endless energy from heaven and earth poured in, and his shriveled body began to regain its vitality.

"If I can fight side by side with the ancestors of Qiankun, I will have no regrets in this life!"

In the deep mountains and old forests of the southwest, an old woodcutter threw away the firewood on his shoulders and rose into the air full of energy.

"We haven't seen you for thousands of years. Brother Mu, you are safe and sound!"

In the Zuixian Tower of the Holy Land, an old Taoist with an immortal spirit rose into the wind.

"Old drunkard, I didn't expect you to still be alive, haha!" Mu Qiankun laughed heartily.

There are also many people who have disappeared in the long river of time, but most of them are waiting and watching and have no intention of taking action.

At their level, the cost of every move is extremely high. For those who have short lifespan, if there are not enough benefits, it is not worth it.

But they also understand a truth. When the nest is overturned, will the eggs be intact?

Therefore, when the life and death of the mainland comes, they will not sit idly by and ignore it, but now it is far from such a bad situation.

Somewhere in the sky, two mysterious men in black robes used the Holy Spirit Artifact to hide their figures, secretly watching from the side.

"Sir, do you think that old guy Mu Qiankun can withstand it?" one of the charming women asked.

"It's hard to say, it's best to kill him this time. If he and Jiang Taichu hadn't sealed me back then, I wouldn't have fallen into such a situation," the man called Sir said angrily.

If Mu Qing were here, he would definitely be able to see that this person is very similar to the black and white he met in the Alchemist Association.

Click!

With an earth-shattering sound of cracking, a dark gap suddenly appeared in the place above the sky that looked like a burning cloud.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several huge fingers protruded from it and pressed on the crack, seeming to be struggling to open the gap. Before anyone arrived, the pressure had already swept across the Yuanling Continent.

At this moment, all living beings trembled. Even the warriors in the lower five realms felt their hearts beating like drums, let alone those mortals with no cultivation.

Click!

As the crack gradually grew, two huge eyeballs appeared behind the crack, like two blazing fireballs.

"Sky Fox Clan!"

Hidden in the dark, the mysterious man who resembled Black and White had a surprised look on his face, as if he couldn't figure out why the Sky Fox Clan appeared here.

"Demon energy?"

Mu Qiankun, who was originally highly focused, suddenly turned around and his eyes burst out with strong murderous intent.

"I didn't expect that your soul could escape even though your physical body was sealed, and you couldn't be left alone!"

As he spoke, Mu Qiankun smacked his palm towards a certain place in the void.

when!

The huge noise shook the whole world, and a palace surrounded by white light was immediately knocked out.

"Mu Qiankun, you haunted old man, why do you always have trouble with my demon clan?" The man in the Holy Spirit Vessel roared angrily.

"Monsters from outside the world are poisoning the Yuanling Continent, and everyone will find them and kill them!"

A small figure suddenly appeared behind the palace and kicked him violently.

when!

The mysterious man inside the Holy Spirit Artifact lost his voice instantly, and the Spirit Artifact fell into the vast sea of ​​illusion.

"Don't chase after poor criminals, business is more important!"

Just as Mo Ya was about to pursue him, Mu Qiankun called out to him.

"It's a pity that he has the origin of magic. I hope I can take advantage of Xiao Muqing in the future!" Mo Ya said with a little regret.

"Although Yuanling Continent is small, it cannot be bullied by others. Fellow Taoists, follow me to kill the enemy!"

With his long sleeves fluttering, Mu Qiankun stepped up into the air and rushed towards the huge crack in the sky.

Mo Ya, the ascetic monk, the woodcutter and the old Taoist from Zuixian Tower behind him all had solemn expressions on their faces, without any trace of fear.

"This is what a man should do!"

Even a person like Mu Qing, who had no great ambitions, was shocked by Mu Qiankun and his group's courageous courage to go forward without hesitation, even if they knew that there was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, they would die generously.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With that huge roar, the Yuanling Continent suddenly changed color, and the sun and moon became dim.

Zi La La!

A few streaks of blood-red lightning occasionally flashed across the sky, and a huge mountain range in Yuanling Continent was immediately cut off.

"All those under the six realms must take refuge in the fairy tree!"

When Lin Chaoying saw this scene, he immediately summoned all the tribesmen to enter the fairy tree.

Mu Qing also returned to the Shenmu tribe with Mu Jieming, summoned all tribesmen to enter the Shenmu tribe, and opened the field.

The father and son stood on the top of the sacred tree, observing the fight between the gods in the sky.

In addition to their two families, all ethnic groups and forces in the mainland, and even secular dynasties, have also opened protective formations, and even the wild cultivators of Shan Ze have hid in their caves.

Only those ordinary people who live like ants and whose lives are as thin as paper hide in their own drafty houses and shiver.

Everyone is born equal, but not equal. This is a contradictory world.


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