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

Mu Yan clamped forward a few steps, blocking everyone's path and suddenly pulling up the voice channel.

“You... staying here will only get in the way, I'll let you all go back to the Famine Tower, you hear me! ”

Murong Xue smiled softly: “As the saying goes, the soldier will be right. Leave these little ones to us! These scumbags are your opponents! ”

Mu Yan reached out to grab people, but Murong Xue had led the dragon-teng people from her past.

“Ye Dashen, we're on! Good Chen's army won't embarrass you! ”

“Master Meizu, you are a fairy in heaven, how can you hurt yourself for us mortals! Please stop strangling and punish those who desecrate you! ”

Muang's body swayed and he felt a roar in his head.

There was no one left in the floodplain tower, and she was now able to work quickly to restore her physical injuries.

However, even if her strength is recovering a little, she is unable to stop these people for her own gain.

Why can't she protect someone she cares about when she's stronger?!

Press one hand against her shoulder.

Mu Yan turned to the moral and merciful smile of last week: “Dragon Teng, created by the Emperor a thousand years ago, has followed the lessons of school: medium to mediocre, and different. Being an exemplary and self-righteous man. Maintaining the integrity of the heavens and the earth, nurturing the young man Dan heart... I am Zhou Daoyi Dean Longteng for thirty-seven years, mediocre, busy, inactive, have always felt deeply ashamed of the Emperor and the Longteng. ”

“But today, I have no regrets, because Dragon Teng is able to raise these children, to witness the creation of the legend of seven sons on the loose. I have no regrets in Zhou Daoyi's life. ”

“I have no regrets! ”

“I have no regrets! ”

……

Dragon Teng's Dean, Mentor, Elder, one by one, rushed towards the vast army of slaughtermen!

In the distance, shouting, screaming, cursing, has begun to come in succession.

In the sky, one person was almost dying in the face of the serious injury to Elder Kong of Xiahou Barrel and Miao Yue.

Muang closed his eyes and made a low laugh.

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Dantian, spiritual qi, Xuan qi, Immortal qi, Magic, four kinds of energy spirited in spite of everything, began to quickly repair her scarred body.

Jing Tian Yi shouted: “What are you still standing there for? She is regaining her spiritual power. Kill her!! ”

Xue Guangguang and others were shocked, and each one was horrified.

Junmuyan, who cannot use 90% of his powers, has been so strong that if she were to recover, the consequences would be unthinkable!

“Kill!!! Whatever it takes, kill this witch now!! ”

Boom ——!!

Countless swords of light have fallen, but this time, instead of hurting Mu Yan in the slightest, they have been bounced away.

The sound of the violin spins in the air, and a fluorescent shield is wrapped around Muang.

[Holy Hand Weaving Day].

The same sound walls are a hundred times stronger than before.

This is the true power of the Seventh Stage Samsung Theologian skill.

Xue lit up their faces.

At this point, there was a loud bang, and something was hit hard in the center of the square.

Then came Miao's giggle: "Jun Muyan, don't be so anxious to heal your wounds? Open your eyes, good mentor, good dean, but you're dying! ”

The one who was thrown down was, of course, Kong Won-jiu, who was already dying.