Mu Donger's body is heavier than various talismans. He flies slowly, with his head facing up, and his whole body slowly rotates on a horizontal plane.

Nearly a hundred evil wolves who had been hungry for a long time finally saw the meat, and they didn't even need spells. With the help of the suction of the light column, they rushed up directly, as if they were to tear Mu Dong'er into pieces.

Xiao Qingtao was too far away and had no time to make a move. Yin Buchen was too cautious and missed the opportunity. Only Xin Youtao rushed to sacrifice the talismans and star-stage watchtower were flying in line. His original intention was to inspire a small number of talismans near Mu Dong'er to block the half-demon, but he forgot that the structure of these talismans was being destroyed, and the magic inside was gradually lost, and he was in an extremely unstable state.

With a bang, it seemed like a hurricane rising from the ground. With Mu Dong'er's body as the center, thousands of talismans exploded at the same time, forming a huge fireball.

"Oh my God!" Xiao Qingtao screamed in shock, Xin Youtao was stunned, Yin Buchen and Feixiao shrank their necks at the same time.

The worst thing is those half-demons. As soon as they pounced against the "Demon King", they fell into the fire of magic, and they were distorted spells, which were uncontrollable and even more difficult to deal with.

All half of the demons were ignited and screamed shrillly. Even so, they refused to escape. They still formed a circle to protect the "demon king". Mu Dong'er's body escaped the disaster.

The flames of the talisman dissipated, and half-demon extinguished the fire on his body, freeing time to carefully check the "Demon King" he found through hardships. The more he looked, the more he became, the more he was wrong. "He is not the Demon King!" Finally, a half-demon shouted out the truth angrily.

Xin Youtao and Yin Buchen no longer dared to act rashly. Xiao Qingtao landed from the sky and pointed behind the half-demons, "Demon King, where is your Demon King."

The two words "Demon King" have an indescribable attraction to half of the demon. Although they came from the mouth of the enemy, they couldn't help but turn around and turned their heads. More physical bodies were indeed flying out of the city walls. One hole after another was knocking out, and each physical body had the breath of a demon seed.

"Hey, that's not..." Yin Buchen recognized that the flesh was all demon clan, one of which looked very much like Mu Xingqiu. After careful consideration, it was actually Jincuo.

Xin Youtao patted Yin Buchen's back and said, "Save people quickly."

Yin Buchen had already stood up and stomped his feet gently. Feixiao shook his head reluctantly, but still cast a spell, his neck grew rapidly. He crossed the head of half of the demon and grabbed one of Mu Dong'er's arms from above. But it could not bring back the prey that reached its mouth, and Mu Dong'er's other arm was caught.

The beast monster also arrived, and Pei Zihan caught Mu Dong'er in time. He didn't know what was going on with all this, but he instinctively realized the importance of Mu Dong'er, "He belongs to the demon clan!"

Feixiao's personality is not serious about this quality. If he can't compete, he is willing to give up his prey. Just as he was about to let go and retract his neck, Yin Buchen pressed his hands on his neck and whispered: "Give me some face and hold on for a while. Just a little longer..."

Feixiao did not move for the time being, and it did hold on for a while, and in just blinking his eyes, it then retracted its neck. Because a thick beast monster raised its long bone knife and wanted to cut it down on its slender neck.

With Feixiao's practice, he could withstand this chop. But it did not want to take risks at all, especially unwilling to take risks for a human being. Yin Buchen turned his head and looked at Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao, saying that he had done his best.

That was Mu Dong'er, the son of Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin. Even if there was no use at this moment, Xiao Qingtao could not let him fall into the hands of the beast monster and the half-demon. His figure flashed, leaving a series of phantoms in the air. She rushed into the encirclement of the half-demon and the beast monster, grabbed Mu Dong'er and faced with Pei Zihan. Xin Youtao had no time to stop him.

Xiao Qingtao could only barely use teleportation spells, and he had to take a lot of risks. He could not use them again when he entered the enemy group. No matter how many vicious eyes there were around her, she stared at her, and no matter how many spells and magic would fall on her in the next moment, she held Mu Dong'er's arm tightly with both hands and stared at Pei Zihan.

"I am your only relative. Does the Pei surname in Furong Mountain mean anything to you?"

The beast monster was waiting for the leader's order, and the half-demon's attention was mostly on the flesh floating out of the city wall, and he did not immediately attack the intruder.

Pei Zihan's head seemed to be wearing a skeleton mask, and his former appearance was nothing left. "Significance? If the revival of the demon clan cannot be realized, it will be meaningless. I have given up everything, what else can I miss?"

Language is useless to the devil-bearing ones, and it will only make their demonic thoughts clearer and deeper. Xiao Qingtao has nothing to say and has no way to take Mu Dong'er away. The only thing he can do is stare at the protruding eyes, hoping to see a little bit of the previous image from it.

"She, she is dying..." Xin Youtao jumped up and was about to fly to the enemy group, and was also going to "spend death".

Yin Buchen grabbed Xin Youtao's ankle and pulled him back, "Oh, I know I shouldn't show up. This time, something happened to Mu Dong'er, the Spirit King must..."

"Let me go!" Xin Youtao shouted sternly. He had already struggled with all his might, and could not get rid of Yin Buchen's spell shackles.

"I am ordered to protect you three. It is enough to lose one. You must never lose the second one. You can save people, but you have to make a long-term plan."

"Where did you come from the long-term plan?" Xin Youtao was angry and anxious, his whole body seemed to be on fire. The half-demon opposite had already identified his body floating in the air. He did not find any trace of the demon king, and he would probably exhale his anger with Xiao Qingtao who had fallen into the trap.

"Let me try." A voice next to him said.

Xin Youtao and Yin Buchen turned their heads and lowered their heads at the same time, looking at the old man who had been sitting on the back of the turtle in surprise.

"Mr. Qin? Is this your name or a name?" Yin Buchen shook his head and lowered his voice, "I respect you as a demon soul, but with your current strength, haha..."

Mr. Qin never "hehe". He grabbed Xin Youtao's arm and stood up with great difficulty, looking at the passionate beast monsters and half demons, as well as the motionless Xiao Qingtao, Pei Zihan, and Mu Dong'er, "I need a lamp or candle."

"What?" Xin Youtao was shocked by the calmness and majesty of this "Mr. Qin".

"Lanzhunji magic weapon." Mr. Qin had an extraordinary demeanor in his ordinary state. Even though he had been unconscious under the influence of the light column, he still seemed confident at this time. Xin Youtao was busy looking for the lamp candle. Even Yin Buchen fumbled on his body for a few times, and then said regretfully: "I don't."

Xin Youtao summoned three lamps and five candles, "This is made by monks, I don't know..."

The Taoist sect has been retreating for a long time and has taken away most of the magical instruments. The remaining ones have been slowly consumed. If you want to obtain supplies, you can only make them by yourself. Dozens of beast masters are from Taoist priests and have inherited the manufacturing methods of the Taoist sect mathematics. When Xiao Qingtao was closely connected with Yang Qingyin, he had to come to these methods and teach them to the monks, and was able to create a batch of magical instruments.

These magical instruments are average, rarely exceeding the third grade, and their effectiveness is not stable. They are barely useful by the standards of Taoism, but they are enough for the monks to be ecstatic.

Mr. Qin raised his right hand, gently stroked the eight magic instruments with his three or four-inch-long index finger nails, and selected a candle.

"Please hurry up." Xin Youtao hadn't asked anyone directly for decades. When he was still very young, he received education from the royal family: You should not ask for others. The royal family only has the exchange of interests and no kindness.

But Xiao Qingtao is in danger and may turn into a splash of flesh and blood at any time. He doesn't care about his identity. As long as he can save his beloved, he is willing to beg any beast, demon, demon, or person.

Mr. Qin held the candle in his left hand, held it in front of his chest, and gently carved it on the surface of the candle with his index finger, as if he was writing a talisman. Xin Youtao quickly recognized it that it had nothing to do with the talisman.

"Demonic Writing." Yin Buchen said respectfully that when he followed Yi Shijun, he had seen Demonic Writings, but he did not recognize the meaning, but he recognized the shape of the characters.

Mr. Qin was writing a magical article, not one, but many. He slowly rotated the candle in his hand and wanted to write it all over an article.

Xin Youtao was anxious, but he could no longer urge him. Mr. Qin's index finger on his right hand was astonishingly fast. It was a magic text if he lit it. However, the candle itself has not changed for a long time, and it was still dull and milky white, and the candle wick was not lit. That was the most important manifestation of its effectiveness as a magic weapon.

Not long after, after just a few words, Yin Buchen reminded carefully: "The Skull is going to do it."

Pei Zihan had no family affection in his naked eyes, nor even himself. "Blood Sacrifice!" He shouted, wanting to sacrifice his only relative in the world.

The beast demons roared together, and even half of the demons became excited. They couldn't find the devil's sign, and there was anger in their hearts that needed to be vented.

The candle in Mr. Qin's hand still did not change. He didn't even look up and engraved the words wholeheartedly. Finally, the whole candle was engraved and the handwriting was engraved for a second time.

Xin Youtao was extremely disappointed and was about to rush over to rescue Xiao Qingtao at all costs, but he heard the beast monster and half-demon on the opposite side exclaiming one after another.

Mu Dong'er's body was originally rotating, but it stopped after being caught by Pei Zihan. Now it has resumed its rotation. Pei Zihan and Xiao Qingtao, who each grabbed one arm, were also rotated.

The rotation quickly expanded, and soon brought in the surrounding beasts, monsters and half of the demons, like an invisible huge vortex, and those who were trapped in it could no longer escape.

Pei Zihan roared, but he couldn't even move his palm away.

Mr. Qin was still concentrating on engraving, the candle was not lit, and there was no sign of spells. Xin Youtao was stunned until Yin Buchen's voice woke him up, "Look!"

The abnormality occurred on the light column that soared into the sky on the other side. It divided a thin light ray at a height of more than a hundred feet, extending rapidly and slowly, and it seemed to be interrupted at any time, but the goal was unswerving. It was Mu Donger's body.
Chapter completed!