She believed that justice will not be absent, it was just a time!

Mu Qianqian's eyes quietly looked at Mo Yan.

I saw that he had retreated to the edge of the area at some point.

The old monster Wu in the sky looked at them with the look of looking at the dead.

With a wave of his hand, the overwhelming green light turned into thousands of lightswords and shot towards the Mo people.

There is no way to avoid, there is no way to escape!

The Mo people's eyes were filled with despair...

"Old thief Wu, bully my tribe, you are looking for death!" A thick voice floated.

The same green light spread, hitting the spiritual blade swung by Old Pirate Wu.

"The old master is the old master!"

"The old master is finally back!"

"That's great, my Mo clan won't be destroyed!"

...

Everyone in the Mo tribe was overjoyed.

It can almost be described as crying with joy.
Chapter completed!