"The Turtle Spirit predicts that it can predict the future, and I wonder if it can predict the whereabouts of the Heaven-Swallowing King."

After getting rid of the pursuit of the Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing Emperor, Mo Qingyun had an idea in his mind and immediately used the Turtle Spirit Prediction.

A powerful fairy power gathered outside Mo Qingyun's body to form a huge tortoise shell.

Shortly after the tortoise shell was formed, a hazy image appeared in front of Mo Qingyun.

After watching the entire process of the video, Mo Qingyun's expression became solemn, and he felt scared.

Unexpectedly, the Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing Emperor could actually pursue him all the way by sensing the breath of the martial soul of the Light Sect.

Fortunately, he knew how to predict the Turtle Spirit and foresaw some future events in advance, and now he was the method of swallowing the Heavenly Marshal Emperor.

Otherwise, if he had been escaping with the help of the Guangmen martial soul, it would have been terrible just to imagine it.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Martial Emperor can sense the breath of the Light Sect martial soul. I will see my escape route. The Light Sect martial soul is no longer useful."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Mo Qingyun decided that he would never use the power of the Guangmen martial soul unless he had no choice.

Making the next plan, Mo Qingyun stopped staying and immediately fled to the distance.

Mo Qingyun and a few people flashed, and then they went thousands of miles away and entered a bloody sea and mountains.

Among these blood-colored seas, there are some gods with giant pincers under the sea, constantly patrolling here.

"Is this the territory of the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp Clan?"

Seeing these undersea gods in front of you, Mo Qingyun was shocked and unexpectedly he accidentally entered the clan where Bao Feng was.

When Mo Qingyun was surprised, a member of the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp tribe shouted to him with a cold expression, "Who are you? Are you having any evil intentions when you come to my Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp tribe's territory?"

This iron dragon blood shrimp tribe member asked Mo Qingyun and he led his people to surround Mo Qingyun.

Seeing that his way was surrounded, Mo Qingyun's expression became solemn, beware of the other party's sudden action.

"Hey! Have you seen this guy? This guy looks a little familiar!"

"It's him! The person who injured Mr. Bao Feng, he didn't expect that he would actually come to his door."

"Catch him immediately, don't let him run away."

...

The iron dragon blood shrimp tribe talked for a few words, and then they recognized Mo Qingyun and immediately attacked Mo Qingyun.

"Not good, I'm recognized!"

Seeing the actions of the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp Clan, Mo Qingyun was shocked and felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

A Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing King is enough to make him have a headache.

If you are entangled by the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp Clan again, it will be even more troublesome.

The demon fist breaks the galaxy!

Faced with the siege of the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp Clan, Mo Qingyun did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately punched them out.

A manic immortal power gathered on Mo Qingyun's fist and exuded a terrifying magic power.

The black fist light formed, and it was like a meteor falling, bombarding the iron dragon blood shrimp tribe.

These people from the Iron Dragon Blood Shrimp Clan are not particularly strong in their cultivation, only at the level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

With their cultivation level, they naturally cannot withstand Mo Qingyun's punch.

Bang bang bang bang...
Chapter completed!