Seeing the totem old man in the God Transformation Realm escape, Jiang Ning let out a long breath.

Although Jiang Ning is no longer afraid of the transformed gods, it is still a bit difficult to deal with them.

He flashed and appeared thousands of feet high in the sky!

Looking up in the direction of Motu Palace.

The five Motu alliances were completely enveloped in flames, and the sound of killing was loud.

Tens of thousands of totem barbarian cultivators are attacking the five Motu alliances like a tide. Above the sky, one can see the roar and explosion of magical powers, and countless monsters appear on the ground!

Looking at this scene, Jiang Ning's eyes showed a coldness.

"Chaos has broken out in Beimang, we can't stay here any longer!"

As soon as his figure flashed, Jiang Ning directly used his divine boat and chased in the direction of Hun Mei and others at high speed!

The battle in Motu Palace continues!

But Heifeng Ridge is a safe zone!

Ever since Hun Mei returned to Black Wind Ridge with more than 30,000 members of the Golden Light Sect, they have all been eagerly waiting for Jiang Ning to return!

As for the hundreds of Meng family disciples who were rescued, apart from each one of them sitting cross-legged to heal their injuries, the rest were also waiting for Jiang Ning.

Especially Meng Ling'er whose skirt was stained with blood.

Although she was covered in blood and her hair was messy, it still couldn't hide her peerless appearance.

She stood there worriedly, looking into the distance.

"Beautiful beauty, do you still remember my soul charm?"

Suddenly a charming voice appeared behind Meng Ling'er.

Meng Ling'er turned her head and looked at the ghost who had kidnapped her. She smiled bitterly and said, "Remember!"

"Wow haha, the beautiful lady has a good memory!"

"I never expected that we would meet again because we are so destined!"

"By the way, beautiful lady, last time I asked you to be my little master's wife, you were full of disgust and refused to agree? What about now? You

But you know, if it weren’t for my little master this time, all of your Meng family would have been wiped out!"

"So, are you willing to be my little master's wife?"

Hearing what Hun Mei said, a faint blush appeared on Meng Ling'er's beautiful face!

Seeing the blush on Meng Ling'er's face, Hun Mei continued, "Don't be shy! Don't you humans all believe that men should marry when they are young and women should marry when they are young? Besides, my little master is so handsome and powerful, you become

His wife Yazhai will definitely deserve it!"

When Meng Ling'er heard this, she sighed and said nothing.

Just when Hun Mei wanted to continue talking, suddenly a Meng family disciple pointed his finger in the distance and said, "Look, someone is back!"

When Hun Mei looked up, she saw an unparalleledly handsome white-haired figure in the sky, flying towards this side on the Divine Boat.

"Haha, my little master is back!"

When Hun Mei saw Jiang Ning, she screamed happily and rushed towards Jiang Ning.

Let’s say that it was Jiang Ning who came back.

When he came back, he saw at a glance the intact members of the Golden Light Sect, as well as Meng Ling'er and others who had been rescued by him.

"Hun Mei, you did a good job this time! Finally, you brought everyone back safely!"

When Hun Mei heard Jiang Ning's praise, she immediately said happily, "Thank you, little master, for the compliment!"

"How much damage did we suffer this time?" Jiang Ning asked again.

"I lost hundreds of my younger brothers!" Hun Mei said sadly.

When Jiang Ning heard this, he said, "Fortunately, there were no major casualties at last!"

"Hehe, all this is due to my little master! If my little master hadn't taught us the invincible Eight Wilds Formation, I don't know how many of my little brothers I would have lost this time."

Hun Mei muttered.

After saying that, he suddenly said again.

"By the way, little master, where is the old man with the dog-turned-god totem?"

"Damn it, the barbarian totem cultivators in Beimang Continent are really good, especially the weird black totems branded on their bodies!" Hun Mei couldn't help but said depressedly when she thought of the totems on the totem cultivators.

Jiang Ning said, "Don't worry, the old man who transformed into a god has been seriously injured by me! He shouldn't come back in a short time!"

"Awesome! My little master!"

"You can even do it in the God Transformation state, it's so fierce!" Hun Mei said excitedly.

Jiang Ning ignored Hun Mei, because he was the only one who knew that the reason why the totem god of the Black Fire Tribe was seriously injured this time was entirely because of the old man's distraction.

If not, Jiang Ning might still have a fierce battle to fight!

After briefly chatting with Hun Mei for a while, Jiang Ning turned his attention to Meng Ling'er and the Meng family disciples who had the chance to escape.

"Are you all okay?"

The Meng family disciples quickly stood up one by one and said respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, guest. We are all fine!"

Looking at their weak looks, Jiang Ning patted Najie and took out three jade bottles from inside.

"These are three bottles of top-grade Huanglong Dan. You should take them first!"

Jiang Ning waved his right hand, and the three jade bottles suddenly flew into the hands of the Meng family disciples.

When these Meng family disciples saw Jiang Ning giving them the elixir, they were immediately grateful again!

After Jiang Ning distributed some pills to these Meng family disciples, he then turned his attention to the lonely Meng Ling'er.

I have to say that Meng Linger is indeed worthy of being the most beautiful woman in Motu!

Whether it’s temperament or appearance, they are all top-notch!

It was just because of the war that she died

It was covered in blood.

"Miss Meng, come here with me, I have something to tell you!" Jiang Ning said suddenly.

Meng Ling'er raised her head and said "hmm" as if she didn't dare to look at Jiang Ning, and then silently followed Jiang Ning to a secluded place.

Wind, blow.

The blowing up Meng Ling'er's hair also messed up Jiang Ning's white hair.

Standing in the wind, Jiang Ning looked at Meng Ling'er's beautiful face and said, "Miss Meng, do you know the situation of your grandfather and your father?"

When asked suddenly, Meng Ling'er quickly raised her head and said, "I don't know!"

"I only know that grandpa and my father took everyone in the Elder Hall to the Tomb of the Ancient Immortal. As for where they are now, I have no idea!"

Jiang Ning sighed and said, "To be honest, Miss Meng, your grandfather and the others... have already died!"

What?

Hearing the word sacrifice, Meng Ling'er's delicate body trembled for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't tell you this news now, but chaos has broken out in Beimang, and I have to tell you the truth!"

Seeing Jiang Ning say this, Meng Linger suddenly shed tears like broken pearls.

"No!"

"impossible!"

"My grandfather is the god of transformation, Meng Zu! My father is the head of the Meng family! How could he be sacrificed!"

"You're lying to me, you must be lying to me!"

Meng Ling'er cried.

"I'm telling the truth! I saw them die with my own eyes! I'm sorry!"

Jiang Ning said again.

Hearing Jiang Ning say this again, Meng Ling'er's body softened and she collapsed on the ground with a plop. "No... no..." She burst into tears!
Chapter completed!