The holy energy instantly condensed to the extreme. The sword harshly whistled in the sheath, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Although Mo Qingqiu always said that he was too soft and indecisive, if it was for his master,
However, he did not hesitate to be an enemy of anyone, and he would not hesitate at all. As long as Ye Yunji had a slight change, he would take action with all his might and never show any mercy.
The roar of the roar was still ringing in his ears, but outside the barrier, it was silent and solemn.
"You can't save him." Ye Yunji seemed not to feel the cold murderous intent on Qing Fan, nor did he see the deep alert in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Zi Tianzhuo and said lightly.
Qing Fan looked at his gaze and his face suddenly changed again.
The two roe roe ran wildly and rushed towards Mo Qingqiu, but when it was halfway, it suddenly spread out. One continued to pounce on Mo Qingqiu, and the other rushed straight towards them, and a sound came from his mouth.
Sharp roar.
It was as if the horn of war sounded, and those purple soul beasts that were originally scared by Mo Qingqiu's powerful strength were surrounded and crawled backwards, and no longer dared to step forward were half stayed in place, and the other half suddenly turned around and followed.
He also swept in their direction.
It is worthy of being one of the legendary twelve ancient beasts. The wisdom of the roe is indeed far better than that of ordinary monsters. It is obvious that Mo Qingqiu is too strong and difficult to deal with. He actually divided his troops into two groups and continued to attack Mo Qingqiu one by one, and the other
Then he killed to the Wuji Holy Heaven.
Cold sweat rolled along Qingfan's forehead.
Although many purple soul beasts had died under Mo Qingqiu's sword before, more purple soul beasts flocked from all directions, even if half of them were divided, there were thousands of people, plus the powerful ancient tyrant roe
The beast is not something they can deal with.
What's more, Mie Zi Shichen would suppress his cultivation and rush into Zi Tian Prison. Not to mention saving his master, he would not even want to come back alive.
However, the master was obviously injured and was also in danger under the siege of another roe roe and thousands of purple soul beasts. Could it be that he just watched his master die?
His parents died since childhood and were raised by his master. The two were called masters and disciples, but they were like father and son. Even if they died side by side with the master, he was fearless. But at this moment, he thought of his master's instructions again.
, thinking about the heavy responsibility he shouldered. If he died like this, how could he be worthy of his master’s years of teachings and how could he be worthy of his hard work?
I have to say that Mo Qingqiu is really familiar with his temperament. Although his temperament is calm, he is less decisive. At this time, his thoughts are like a knife, but he can't make any choice at all. He is entangled.
My whole body was sweating like rain.
"Let me go, believe me, I will definitely rescue your master." After saying this, Ye Yunji flew up and entered the Zitian Prison. The slender and upright figure was so free and easy, and so
confidence.
"Roar..." Amid the roar, the torrent of beasts surrounding Mo Qingqiu like a vortex tightened again. The roe in the lead jumped into the air, and the sharp tiger claws were slashing straight down.
Ten cold lights emerged from the claws, as if ten thin long swords were slashing out, and the space was twisted. Even outside the barrier, Gu Fenghua could hear the sharp sound of breaking through the air.
At the center of the vortex, hundreds of purple soul beasts also jumped high, revealing their sharp fangs and sharp beast claws towards Mo Qingqiu.
Mo Qingqiu shouted loudly and cut off the broken sword again.