Shangguan Wuwo and Mu Wangqing looked at each other when they heard the sound, they saw Zhuge Jinqing grinning and avoiding the pursuit in a squinted manner, which really made the two of them speechless.
"He ran away... It's really different..."
Mu Wangqing said with a dark face covering her forehead.
"Every time I can make everyone's eyes look refreshed."
“…………”
Shangguan Wuwo's mouth twitched and he spoke helplessly.
"Forget it, go and support him quickly, but..."
The two looked at the man behind who had been watching them all the time, and fell into deep thought.
Jun Xian felt their gaze, glanced at the man who was screaming and sneered.
"What? Do you want to save Zhuge Jinqing? But do you have the life to save?"
"It's not your turn to say whether we have life to save us."
Shangguan Wuwo turned cold and raised his eyebrows and pointed directly at him.
"Junxian, you are too confident!"
"The key to whether you are confident or not is that it is closely related to your own strength."
Jun Xian suddenly smiled, and a smile with unknown meaning appeared on the corners of his lips.
"I will let you know what the price you will pay for your blind foolishness!"
"Um?"
Mu Wangqing felt something was wrong and immediately spoke out.
"careful!"
"Hmph, you should be careful!"
As soon as Jun Xian finished speaking, he immediately pointed to the universe, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant. Countless evil spirits burst out from the ground, covering the haze and rushing into the sky, and suddenly coming to the devil's prison.
"What's this?"
Shangguan Wuwo and Mu Wangqing are cautious in making the right move to prevent sudden changes.
"Why did you suddenly have such a strong ghost aura? Could it be..."
Mu Wangqing paused and frowned and looked at the culprit.
"You did it, what did you do?"
"Yes, as you think."
Jun Xian spoke while using the method, so he spoke directly.
"I believe that from Hong Zhao's mouth, Yiran has known our past, and eliminated the ugly darkness of the demon master clan. The inhumane massacre and the dead monsters that have died in vain have long been bound by us with special methods, soul-bound and spirit stones.
The Demon Refining has now become a bloodthirsty puppet that follows the original instinct. It is only possible to see blood until you return to nothing. Shangguan Wuwo, Mu Wangqing, you can enjoy this exciting visual feast before you die."
"you--!"
Shangguan Wuwo was furious and was about to take a step forward, but he didn't want to feel the inner world was stagnant. He even encountered evil ghosts from all directions asking for their lives. He was born everywhere without any rules.
"It's bad now. The ghost energy here can suppress our skills, but these evil ghosts are everywhere, so we can't hide ourselves at all. If this continues, we will be exhausted and die before we can be sucked by them."
"This...I know."
The holy light of Mu Wangqing shines everywhere, and holds the move to shake off several ghosts. He has no time to look at the gaps in the ground. Unfortunately, he takes advantage of the situation and goes into the middle of his waist. After a moment of recovery, blood splatters everywhere.
"How could it be...how did it suddenly appear?"
Seeing that the other party bite more deeply, he endured the severe pain and had no time to think about it, he shattered his true body with a palm, covered his wound and retreated repeatedly.
"Mu Wangqing, how are you?"
Seeing this, Shangguan Wuwo hurriedly retreated to him and asked worriedly.
"Are you still holding on?"
"It's OK."
Mu Wangqing pursed her thin lips with a pale face, and her eyes were filled with worries.
"They move very quickly. After a while, they will smell the smell of blood. Not only will I be unable to protect myself, but you can't even protect yourself. It's very difficult."