"noisy"

Wen Tianhou flashed angrily, and then grabbed him directly. The figure instantly turned into fragments of black mist. Facing Wen Tianhou's attack, he was killed without any reaction.

"Mo You!"

Gu Zheng was a little excited when he saw the dead figure. The person who rushed over was none other than Mo You, who was following him. With her intuition that ordinary people could not understand, the other party could actually see Wen Tianhou's situation clearly. At this time, it was even more...

He rushed out regardless of the risk and wanted to tell everyone the truth.

"Don't be impulsive! The painting soul has taken action."

Pan Xuan, who was standing by, noticed something was wrong and immediately stopped Gu Zheng and tried to persuade him.

The moment Mo You died, the demon soul suddenly emitted an equally huge aura, which seemed to be on par with Wen Tianhou.

"And dare!"

Wen Tianhou suddenly turned his head, turned his whole body and was about to fly towards the painting soul, but a figure moved slightly, but stood in front of him.

"Wen Tianhou, go to hell."

City Lord Xing, who had been hovering in the sky without falling, saw solid black flames rushing out of his body.

"don't want!"

Ruochen below saw this scene and looked away carefully, but it was a little too late.

Even if City Lord Xing burned himself and approached his maximum potential, it would not be too difficult for Wen Tianhou. In just one breath, City Lord Xing had already disappeared half of his body just as Wen Tianhou passed by him.

, life is disappearing rapidly.

Everyone understood what Mo You meant just now, but it was not that simple. City Lord Xing thought that by striking first, he could at least deal with the opponent, but he miscalculated.

But his sacrifice was not wasted. In this short moment, Huahun had successfully released their trump card.

A small stone tablet has flown out, and with a loud "bang", a male soul that looks like a painting soul appears in the air, but his face is crazy, and it seems that he has lost his mind, but his strength is not at all

Weak temperature weather, or stronger.

"Xiaoying, the soul is up!"

Wen Tianhou looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and did not intend to fight with him head-on. He directly gave instructions below, while at the same time he was circling around with the opponent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoying below waved her palm, and a scroll like a Huahun clan appeared in her hand and was thrown directly into the sky.

The entire picture scroll was carefully expanded in the air, and soon it was like a giant curtain hanging in the sky. Countless black mists rose up between the sky and the earth, and wormed their way into the picture scroll.

While they were moving, these painting souls were also moving. The paintings were also spread out one after another, and transparent silk threads shot out from above to connect to the male souls in the air.

The male soul, whose actions were chaotic and disorganized, was quickly controlled by the painting soul.

"What are we going to do!"

At this time, everyone had landed on the ground. City Lord Liu looked at it and said.

"We can't intervene now, but can the Huahun clan kill each other?" Gu Zheng took the opportunity to take back the black tower and said with a frown.

At this time, the Black Tower has lost most of its power. He knows that this time the Black Tower is trying its best to at least not go back to that place. It can only fall into a deep sleep. At this time, it looks like a model. No one can hold it in the hand.

It won't be recognized anymore.

If anyone here is careful to climb up, they will suffer the same fate as City Lord Xing. The aftermath of the fight with the other party will be enough to kill them.

"I think we can't place our hope on the opponent, but we still have a chance to kill the opponent. We also have the ancestor's Abi phantom. As long as it can be slashed on the opponent, it actually contains the ancestor's full blow. Since there is only

If we can kill each other in the black prison, then we will do it ourselves." Elder Jin said from the side.

"But we can't get close to each other." City Lord Liu said afterward.

"Leave it to us. Our Asura's trump card is far beyond your imagination. With the delay above, everything is left to us. Please help us cover it up first." A flash of light flashed in Elder Jin's eyes.

He was angry and then retreated directly into the crowd.

The other four elders immediately surrounded Elder Jin, and strange fluctuations rose around them, as if they were also preparing some means.

Gu Zheng looked up at the sky. The missions summoned by Wen Tianhou and Hua Hun had disappeared. However, in the distant horizon, he could sense terrifying fluctuations and occasional flashes of light. The opponent was far away.

We are fighting, and we don’t know the opponent’s situation at this time.

Only the picture scroll in the sky, countless black mist are still being sucked in, and the five elders of the Painting Soul Clan have rushed in, trying to disrupt each other's actions, but they can't see through the outside, and they don't know what's going on inside.

.

This group of people seemed to have nothing to do suddenly. The only thing they had to do now was to wait and see if Wen Tianhou could be solved over there.

After thinking for a while, Gu Zheng walked straight towards Hua Hun, wanting to know what the other party's methods were.

"Thank you for rescuing Xu Jia, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain to others when I go back."

On the way, Bai Jiajia stopped Gu Zheng and said with gratitude.

"This is what I should do." Gu Zheng stopped and looked at Huang Wei and Xu Jia who were arguing fiercely next to them. However, the care shown by the two showed that they had a deep relationship. Seeing Gu Zheng

The figure also came over immediately.

"Anyway, thank you for saving my friend. After this time is over, we will go into seclusion for a period of time to remove the contaminated atmosphere. We are afraid that we will not have time to thank you." Huang Wei said with the same gratitude.

"The end? It's too early!"
Chapter completed!