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The sudden help made everyone stunned. The eyes slowly moved along the slowly retracted slender hand, and finally stopped on Yu Linglong, who had a charming body and a charming and charming cheek.

The dragon clan has a noble bloodline. This woman with a cold face always gives others the first impression of being a combination of coldness and charm. This cold temperament gives her a strange temptation that is extremely profound to men. Her snow-white chin slightly extends out of a sharp curve, making her whole body full of a sense of pride that is unconcealable. This arrogance is not the arrogance of an ordinary woman, but the dignity and elegance displayed by a woman who does have a very high status.

Lu Bei had no idea about Yu Linglong who suddenly appeared, nor would he guess that Zhao Hen would have such a powerful helper. At this moment, Yu Linglong's strength is no longer questionable. There is no other possibility that he can defeat all the grandfathers at the peak of the tribulation. Although Yu Linglong's strength has not been fully restored for a while, with his cultivation level in the middle stage of the Mahayana, he has recovered at least half of his strength after obtaining his body. Even if he is weak, he is not comparable to a cultivator at the peak of the tribulation. From this, he can also detect the gap between the two realms of the Tribulation and the Mahayana stage.

However, when Lu Bei thought of the terrifying master nearby, he looked at his every move calmly, and his crotch almost fell down, and his heart had already fallen to the bottom. If Yu Linglong wanted to kill Lu Bei, it would be as simple as killing an ant. Thinking of these terrible consequences, Lu Bei could not wish to cry out with tears, and his mouth turned into a ball with his emotions.

No longer paying attention to Lu Bei, who had a wonderful expression at this moment, Yu Lingling's delicate body outlined an attractive curve against the sunlight, and walked gracefully with lotus steps, slowly walking behind Zhao Hen. Then her eyes turned slightly and turned to Zhao Hen's cuff. Inside the cuff, Zhao Hen's palm had already tightly held the small box containing the Blood Sea Soul Locking Picture!

Obviously, before Lu Zhong started to attack Zhao Hen like lightning, Zhao Hen was already ready. As long as Lu Zhong attacked Zhao Hen and Yu Linglong did not take action to relieve the siege, Zhao Hen would sacrifice a small box to Lu Zhong that was equipped with the Blood Sea Soul Locking Map and suck Lu Zhong into the Blood Sea Soul Locking Map.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly. Yu Linglong was slightly surprised by Zhao Hen's extraordinary scheming, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Hen with a hint of admiration. He could quickly judge the development of the situation in such a short time and immediately think of the best response. Such a mind is indeed far from comparable to an ordinary cultivator. What is even more commendable is that with Zhao Hen's low cultivation level, he could face the fatal blow of a peak master of tribulation without any brilliance. Even Yu Linglong could not help but secretly admire such concentration.

"Zhao Hen, let's go!" The red lips opened slightly, and Yu Linglong said to Zhao Hen with an irresistible tone: "Didn't you say you want to go to the Dao Demon's border? Then let's set off now."

After hearing Yu Linglong's words, Zhao Hen turned his head to look at Mo Yu, and then quickly put his hand holding the small box into the Qiankun bag. After a moment, he spoke to Mo Yu and said, "Okay, I should leave too. If I have the fate to see you next time."

Shui Ling's big eyes looked at Zhao Hen without turning around. Mo Yu felt relieved for Zhao Hen's escape from the disaster. Until he heard Zhao Hen speak, Mo Yu came to his senses in a daze and quickly said to Zhao Hen: "Brother Zhao, you must take care of yourself."

Regarding Mo Yu's kindness, Zhao Hen nodded slightly, then turned around and walked out of the Jueyou Valley town with Yu Linglong. Now, Lu Zhong has been defeated by Yu Linglong. In the Demon Sect where strength is the most respectable, Lu Zhong naturally won't make things boring.

He turned around with a ugly face. Lu Zhong, who had lost face, couldn't help but glared at Lu Bei fiercely. Lu Zhong naturally guessed something about Lu Bei. He was just a person who had always protected his shortcomings when encountering such a thing. But he didn't expect that he would kick the iron plate this time.

"Take Lu Bei back and deal with the family rules!" Looking at his grandson Lu Bei, Lu Zhong couldn't help but snorted coldly, then waved his sleeves and opened his mouth to give orders to the four demon cultivators in the out-of-body stage, and then walked alone towards the central area of ​​Jueyou Valley with a gloomy face.

After hearing the instructions of the great elder Lu Zhong, the four demon cultivators answered repeatedly. Until Lu Zhong's figure disappeared from sight, the four demon cultivators swallowed their saliva and quickly took Lu Bei away. In the remote corner of the street, Mo Yu was left standing in a daze.

After a moment, Mo Yu seemed to suddenly recall something, and hurriedly ran towards the central area of ​​Jueyou Valley until he entered a luxurious hall, and then stopped. The hall was magnificent, with golden glazed tiles shining dazzling light against the sunlight, huge beams and pillars stood tall, and two swimming dragons carved on the eaves, with golden scales and golden armor appearing vividly, as if they were about to fly into the sky.

In the hall, an old man with white hair and beard and white hair sat cross-legged in the center of the hall. Widths of smoke wafted from time to time with the two incense burners beside him, looking quite like a fairy-like demeanor. However, if you look carefully, you will find that a deep and cold black air fainted between the old man's eyebrows, his lips were already dark and dark, and it was obviously highly poisoned. When Mo Yu stepped into the hall, the old man seemed to have noticed the visitor, and his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and then he said calmly: "Is it Mo Yu?"

After hearing the old man's words, Mo Yu couldn't help but frown and murmured with a bitter face: "Grandpa, my second uncle and I have sent a lot of letters of help to some nearby demons who have been friends with each other these days, but we have not received any reply."

Mo Yu is the granddaughter of the Lord of Jueyou Valley, and is called grandfather by Mo Yu. The old man in front of him is naturally Mo Tiancheng, the master of Jueyou Valley. Hearing this, Mo Tiancheng couldn't help but frown slightly, but after his eyes turned to Mo Yu, his face stretched out again and showed a kind smile. After a moment, he said sadly: "When Jueyou Valley is in trouble, with your foundation-building stage cultivation, it is enough to have this heart. Grandpa has long guessed that the result will be like this."

After curling his lips, Mo Yu squatted aside casually and lifted his snow-white chin helplessly: "When I delivered the letter a few days ago, my second uncle and I were almost caught by the people from the ** Building... But fortunately we met our elder brother..."

Speaking of this, Mo Yu couldn't help but see the scene of Mo Wu being seriously injured and being besieged by several out-of-body demon cultivators that day. At that time, Mo Yu was on the side, watching the second uncle Mo Wu fighting with several ** Tower demon cultivators. When the second uncle Mo Wu was about to be cut off, the strange figure in the air still imprinted Mo Yu deeply into his mind. Recalling the strange back that suddenly took action to relieve the two of them, Mo Yu's delicate cheeks inadvertently slowly appeared a faint blush.

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Chapter completed!