[69 Book Bar - www.] Seeing Mu Qingyang pressing forward step by step, Meng Diexian did not retreat in fear, but walked forward calmly. If this was her fate, then she would not be afraid.
Being able to meet the person you like at this last moment is already the greatest happiness in this life.
But Hu Xiaoxian couldn't hold it any longer. She rushed forward and blocked Mu Qingyang's way, "Hey! You big bad guy, I tell you, you are not allowed to hurt Meng Diexian, otherwise I will follow you
Desperately!"
"Little girl, you are not from here and should not interfere in this matter." Mu Qingyang waved his sleeves coldly, and an invisible barrier blocked her again. No matter how hard she tried, she could not get out.
"Hey! Let me out! Let me out!" Hu Xiaoxian kept beating the invisible barrier with his hands, but it had no effect at all.
"Witch, accept death!" Mu Qingyang coldly pulled out the sword in his hand, "Don't worry, after you die, I will definitely save you so that you can go to bliss."
"The Taoist Master is interested, and Immortal Die has nothing else to ask for." Meng Diexian looked at Chu Yunruo, who was struggling in the Universe Lock Formation and could not escape, and said quietly: "I just hope that the Taoist Master will not embarrass Yunruo."
"I won't bother you with these things!" Mu Qingyang snorted coldly, holding the sword and preparing to cut off Meng Diexian's head directly and send her to the west!
But before he could swing his sword, a bolt of black lightning suddenly struck from the clear sky, directly splitting the sword in Mu Qingyang's hand into two pieces.
"This?" Mu Qingyang looked at the black iron sword with only half of it left in his hand, and staggered back a few steps.
"Haha! You must have received retribution! Meng Diexian is a good person, but you insist on doing the wrong thing, so even God will punish you!" Although Hu Xiaoxian didn't quite understand what was going on, she still gloated.
road.
Mu Qingyang snorted coldly. He didn't believe that this was so-called retribution, because he had always thought that killing demons was the right thing to do.
He lowered his head and glanced at the dark iron sword in his hand. This sword was made of thousands of years of dark iron and had been forged for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It was not something that could be cut off by any ordinary sharp weapon.
, that black lightning just now should be an unknown power derived from some ancient artifact.
"Who is it! Stop hiding! Come out!" Mu Qingyang looked around and said loudly.
"Hahaha..." A man's cold voice came, and the whole world couldn't help but change color.
Gusts of evil wind blew up, covering the eyes with sand and rocks, making the scene in front of him somewhat unclear. However, just by hearing the sinister laughter, one could tell that this person had bad intentions.
After a long time, everything returned to calm, and a stern man wearing a black armored shirt, holding a purple piccolo in his hand, and stepping on a black eagle was seen.
The black eagle kept circling in the sky, and the man in the black armor jumped down directly from it, standing steadily beside Meng Diexian, leaving only a cold figure behind Hu Xiaoxian.
Just listen to him say: "Die Xian, don't you still regret your original choice?"
"No regrets." Without any hesitation, Meng Diexian responded to him without even thinking.
"Hahaha..." This smile was more like a sad smile. The man in black armor turned around slightly, his eyes filled with infinite sadness, and he waved his hand lightly towards the eagle in the sky, "Bend
Slave, go back..."
After receiving the instructions, the eagle named Wan Nu flapped its wings and flew high, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Is it him? Zhi Meixie?"
The man in the black armor turned around, and Hu Xiaoxian couldn't help but be slightly startled. His look was so familiar, how could she forget it?
Isn't he the master of Qingtian Palace - His Highness the Demon Lord Zhimeixie?