The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The surrounding yellow sand began to roll, gradually engulfing Mo Qingshan's body.

It wasn't until Mo Qingshan's breath completely disappeared that Emperor Beixuan let out a long sigh of relief.

There was a look of humiliation and resentment on his face, his hands clenched into fists.

Mo Qingshan's contemptuous and supreme attitude made him mad with hatred.

But he didn't dare to violate Mo Qingshan's orders at all.

Because the pain that his soul was about to burst just now made him realize that his life was completely pinched in Mo Qingshan's hands.

He wants to give birth to himself, he can give birth.

He wants to die, he is going to die.

Di Beixuan took a deep breath, raised his hand, and grabbed the sunglasses to his side, and then moved towards the Xiaoyaomen with the number of miracles.

After recovering from the fatal wound on the body, the sunglasses became like a puppet.

Only the look that flashes in his eyes makes people know that he is still alive.

Emperor Beixuan didn't pay attention to the sunglasses, just frowned and thought deeply while galloping.

Jun Muyan?

He always felt that Mo Qingshan's attitude towards this little god musician was too solemn.

In front of Di Mingjun and Luo Yunxiao, he kept talking about the little god musician, as if not caring at all.

Only pay attention to Qihuang, the demon of the world.

But just now, Emperor Beixuan always felt that Mo Qingshan paid more attention to Jun Muyan than Qi Huang.

Why is this?

What is special about this woman Jun Muyan?

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Xiuxian continent, ancient battlefield.

"Princess, Your Royal Highness, those puppets are attacking again!"

"There is not much left of the black curse talisman left by Mr. Chu!"

In a tent that was hurriedly set up, Mu Yan was leaning on the bed, her eyes closed tightly.

Her face was pale without a trace of blood.

The big beads of sweat slipped down from the forehead from time to time.

Hearing the shouting, she slowly opened her eyes, and someone next to her came forward and carefully wiped the sweat off her face.

"Shut up! Are you endless? Haven't you seen how painful and weak your Royal Highness is now?"

After wiping her sweat, Xue Ji immediately glared at the person who had entered.

That expression wished to rush over to tear him to pieces.

The speaker immediately shrank his neck, showing an expression of grievance and fear.

Then cautiously said: "But... But the Princess said that after the puppet's three rounds of attacks, if he launches the fourth round of attacks, he must come and inform her."

Xue Ji said angrily: "Idiot, the princess wants you to die, are you going?"

"Xue Ji... Stop talking..."

Mu Yan sat up strenuously.

Xue Ji didn't care about swearing, and quickly helped her up carefully.

"Which ones are attacking this time?"

It was not the demonic cultivation of the demons, but the spiritual cultivation of a human race.

After hearing Mu Yan's question, he tried hard to recall and said, "It is the second, the nine and the nineteenth."

Mu Yan's face changed.

The second is a bald Buddha.

Before being made into a human puppet, his cultivation base had at least reached the realm of the peak of Xianzun.

And on the 19th, it was Lin Huai they met in [Juli Tribe].

Lin Huai's own cultivation has reached the immortal emperor.

After leaving the blessing of the [Holy Sky Bone], the realm fell, but in any case, he still needs a high-level immortal.

If this round is a joint attack between these two people, plus No. 9, which is equally strong.

I am afraid that the enchantment will really be unable to support it.

Mu Yan: "Xue Ji, you go and call the Demon Blade, Jiu Tong, and Tianhe. Han Weijiang, you go to the cultivator of the Shenle Gate to reach the realm of the immortal king, and all of them are gathered...cough cough cough... "