She could feel Emperor Dao Mu's trembling, which was a kind of disbelief and sadness rising from the bottom of her heart.
Feng Yun's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his arms to hug Mu Huang tightly.
"Tell me." Mu Huang grabbed Feng Yun's hand.
"Okay." Fengyun hugged Mu Huang, although he knew that what she said would make Mu Huang feel heartbroken, but this was the fact.
But on the other side where Feng Yun and the other four were entangled, the situation changed.[
"Di Sha, you are not qualified to compete with my mountain master." In the cold air, the words of the immortal uncle resounded in the air.
Following his words, three golden armor masters immediately shot towards Disha.
The other members of the golden-armored team came from behind the Black Hellman.
Approaching step by step, the two sides of the wind began to besiege the people of Black Hell.
"Golden Armor Team?" Di Sha's eyebrows suddenly darkened when he saw the figures appearing out of thin air.
Then he reacted: "You old man, it turns out everything was just an act."
As soon as the sound fell, Di Sha sneered immediately.
"You are really willing to give up. You dare to destroy your own disciple."
The sarcastic voice echoed through the air, making Emperor Mu's body tremble.
It was clear to onlookers that Disha was not an insider, so he understood the formation just by seeing it.
If only his spies on Wuji Mountain had witnessed Emperor Mu's decision to leave the mountain.
If he hadn't seen Yama's rupture and anger, he would have really wanted to kill Feng Yun.
Today, he would not lead so many Black Hell masters and rush in like this.
Because he didn't make perfect arrangements.
He will do it secretly.
But now, he was actually tricked by this old bald donkey.
However, Yin Ta Di Sha, I am afraid that this old bald donkey cannot afford the consequences.
"If you want to capture me, it depends on your ability, old bald donkey." Di Sha sneered.
Then a roar pierced the sky.[
The Black Hell masters who were fighting independently just now immediately formed a team and formed a formation.
The already cold spiritual energy suddenly floated across the air.
Even more prosperous than before.
As if they were well prepared for all these changes, the Wujishan masters of the Golden Armor Team were approaching with expressionless faces and prepared for battle.
Black and gold immediately collided on this land.
"No one from black hell will be left alive."
Under the colliding sky, Yama's bone-chilling voice resounded in all directions.
That is a kind of deep-seated hatred.
The autumn wind blows suddenly, sending chills everywhere.