Priestess

The monstrous weather rested above the sky, and Qian Muyu burst out out of places that Qian Muyu couldn't see.

The blood-colored sky looked even more weird, revealing the fierceness of the battle above.

Not long after, the emperor level, the emperor level who were fighting above the sky, all fled.

One by one, they stood above them, looking at the sky with worried faces.

Just because others can't see doesn't mean they can't see.

Looking at the fierce battle above, they knew that this battle, which had lasted for hundreds of years, had a high chance of ending today.

"Mo Lingling's remaining bad luck should not be related to them." Qian Muyu, who was drinking lemon tea, suddenly came up with this idea for some reason.

Then, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very great!

So, he decisively turned around and turned in Mo Lingling's direction.

A man on the opposite side, looking at Qian Muyu, who suddenly turned around, frowned his eyebrows, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't get excited, I'll just turn around." Qian Muyu smiled and continued to drink the lemon tea in his hand.

After the man watched Qian Muyu turn around and make no other small movements, he continued to look up at the sky.

His current thoughts were not on Qian Muyu's body, but on the unknown battle in the sky.

The corners of Qian Muyu's mouth rose slightly, and he continued to look up at the sky, if it weren't for the five people staring around, he would even want to take out a small stool from the dream space and sit down to watch the play.

Not long after, as the sky became more and more blood-red, a fearful voice came from the sky, "No! You can't kill me! Kill me and you have to die! "

above the sky.

Xinglian looked at Yonghe, who was covered in blood and fearful not far away, and snorted softly, "Death is also your first death!" The

huge wave turned into a long sword, followed by a wave and quickly poked towards the Yonghe River.

The speed was so fast that Yonghe, who was unable to return to the sky, could not react at all.

The surrounding blood-red sky was instantly washed white by the waves, the long sword poked into Yonghe's chest, Yonghe spurted out a mouthful of blood again, the washed white sky was dyed red again, and the whole body was also flying towards the ground under the inertia of the long sword.

Am I going to die?

Yonghe, who flew downward, gradually blurred his consciousness.

Passing through the clouds, trying to open his eyes to the battlefield below, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Then, he looked down calmly, as if looking for something.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly laughed, and the last trace of dream power suddenly burst out from his body, quickly condensing into a small drop of water.

As soon as the small water droplets finished condensing, a huge palm formed by the condensation of stars suddenly appeared, slapped fiercely on his body, and slapped the small water droplets towards the other side.

......

Time goes back to when the sky was washed white by the waves.

Qian Muyu watched the blood red in the sky suddenly washed clean, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "The water attribute is still strong!" This wash is too clean!

But before he could finish speaking, the sky was once again stained blood-red with blood.

"Well, when I didn't say it." Qian Muyu, who was instantly slapped in the face, calmly drank a sip of lemon tea.

He had just finished taking a sip of lemon tea, and suddenly found that something was wrong!

It looks like someone is going to fall from the sky!

Immediately afterwards, he saw a figure pierced by an aqua-blue long sword on his chest, which quickly fell from the sky.

"This is... That Yonghe? Qian Muyu muttered inwardly, and saw Yonghe suddenly look towards them.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Yonghe suddenly burst out laughing.

"Not good!" Qian Muyu instantly threw the lemon tea in his hand to the ground and took out an ancient rune paper from the dream space.

At this moment, a terrifying holy power suddenly burst out from Yonghe's body and pressed towards them.

Wrong!

It should be pressed towards Mo Lingling's side.

The terrifying Saint Wei made the people near Mo Lingling, and even the people around Qian Muyu, unable to move.

But they can't move, but it doesn't mean that Qian Muyu can't move.

The old pig is an ancient big man, how can he be suppressed by a holy power that only exudes from the second stage of the holy level.

What's more, Saint Wei's main target was Mo Lingling, not him.

Therefore, the holy power he bears is basically negligible for him who has a twelve-winged angel pig.

I saw that he quickly activated the dream talisman in his hand and threw it towards Yonghe.

His own dream power was also reduced by half in an instant at this moment.

The five people around who were paying attention to him, looking at Qian Muyu's smooth movements, were instantly dumbfounded.

Why wasn't he affected?

Without waiting for them to have too many doubts, they once again felt a terrifying Saint Power attack, an even more terrifying Saint Power than before!

The dream talisman that was thrown out turned into a sky full of stars and appeared around, flying quickly towards the Yonghe.

In the process of flying, the stars condensed into a huge star palm, and without hesitation, they slapped on Yonghe, who had just condensed a small drop of water.

Yonghe's brain instantly went blank, took this heavy blow, and died with it.

In an instant, a huge roar reached every part of the battlefield.

Star Lotus appeared in everyone's gaze, and she was also a little confused at this time.

But she still reacted quickly and came to her senses and flew towards the place where the Yonghe fell.

Han Baoer came to Mo Lingling's side and looked at Mo Lingling, who had not yet come to his senses, and said, "Are you okay?" "

Ugh!" Mo Lingling instantly came back to his senses and quickly shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay."

Mo Lingling jumped up directly and shouted angrily: "Lie down! He dared to try to kill me! Is this when my dad doesn't exist!

Han Baoer looked at Mo Lingling, who instantly turned into a tigress, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then chuckled: "It's okay, as for this matter, we'll talk about it later, let's go first." "Good

!" After Mo Lingling cursed angrily a few times again, he cursed and followed Han Baoer and left here.

In fact, even if Qian Muyu did not activate the dream technique talisman given by the ancestor, Mo Lingling would not die, and he would be injured at most.

After all, she is Mo Lingling! Mo Hongfei's daughter!

Therefore, how could she not have the talisman that Mo Hongfei secretly left behind.

As for Qian Muyu, at this time, Qian Muyu had already waved his twelve wings to the place where the Yonghe fell.

The place where Yonghe fell was not very far from Qian Muyu's direction, so after he ordered Han Baoer, he flew directly over.

As for the five king-level contract masters who were staring at him, after seeing Qian Muyu's operation, they were directly frightened and stupid, how could they dare to chase.

A slap on the dream talisman of the Death Sage, they don't have it.

......

Dream Federation.

Pig's Family Village.

Ancestral home.

Qian Anguo is leisurely drinking tea, he is still a little busy these days, finally he can take a break, of course, drink tea to recuperate.

At this moment, a sudden beep sounded in his mind.

"Successfully kill a Saint Level 2nd Dan and get 100 million points."

“？？？"