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

The cold hands and feet don't seem to belong to her.

Mu Yan looked at Shang Xiaobao with fear and guilt, and swallowed the blood back abruptly.

Just about to give some comfort, there was a violent vibration under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored rays of light staggered in the air, gradually converging into a big net.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Ao Changpeng looked up to the sky and laughed, "Jun Muyan, it's time for your mother and son to die!"

The great barrier formation of the extreme domain was finally triggered.

Mu Yan didn't panic at all on her face.

She already held the piece of paper that Chu Moli gave in her hand.

Almost at the moment when the blood-colored light interlaced and lit up, she pasted the piece of paper on the Tianma Qin.

The sound of the piano was curled up, and the sound wall enveloped the two.

Happiness—!

In the next moment, the dense sword light fell on the sound wall like a downpour.

This sword light is not hundreds or thousands, but tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds or tens of millions.

Even if Mu Yan had already practiced thousands of times in the "Sword of Blood Sword Array" of the young master uncle, at this time, looking at the sound wall, there were almost no gaps in the interlaced sword lights, but she couldn't help being born all over her body. cold.

Because that sword light was not only dense, it was almost indestructible and terrifying.

Within the scope of the sword net, whether it was vegetation, stones or beasts, they were all cut into powder in the blink of an eye.

Ao Changpeng did not expect that Mu Yan could actually hold up the protective shield under such circumstances.

And this protective shield can actually block the forbidden enchantment attack.

You know, even he is a high-level powerhouse of the fairy king.

As long as you enter the forbidden enchantment, even if you hold up the shield, the shield will shatter in the blink of an eye.

Ao Changpeng frowned.

How could his plan be realized if the mother and son kept hiding in the protective cover?

How can you kill these two people?

Ao Changpeng sneered, took out a flute and started playing.

However, what this flute produces is not beautiful music, but harsh noise.

Hearing this voice, Mu Yan only felt a surge of blood in his body, and the blood that he had just swallowed almost spurted out.

And Xiaobao reacted more than her.

He let out a scream and fell to the ground, his small body curled up into a ball.

Bright red blood oozes from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

"Little treasure! Little treasure?!"

Mu Yan ignored the air waves surging inside her body, and picked up Xiao Bao to catch his pulse.

The blood surged in Xiaobao's body, but it was several times worse than hers.

"Hehe, that person is right."

Ao Changpeng stopped playing the flute and laughed with satisfaction, "He said that the flute sound can make human blood retrograde and become mad. The purer the root, the more powerful the talent, the more side effects caused by the flute sound. Big."

"Jun Muyan, your son is a fairy body, continue to hear the sound of this flute, his fairy body will burst from inch to inch. Even if he doesn't die, he will feel unhappy!"

"So you only have two choices now, either open the protective cover, and you will be killed by a thousand swords. Or you can continue to hold on, and then in this protective cover, watch your son explode and die, ha Haha!"

After speaking, Ao Changpeng put the flute to his mouth again.

The harsh sound made Xiao Bao's body curl up more painfully.

In just a few breaths, the clothes on Xiaobao's body had been stained red with blood.

On his chest, a cloud of black mist condensed and dissipated, as if he was swallowing something.