Chapter 1054 Reunion! 【1】

Tianshuo's eyes were also cold and malicious, Xiao Xuan'er began to gear up, murderous, the time for revenge has come!

"Fengling, stay with Rutian, Tianshuo, and Ximo, and Xuan'er will come in with me!" Mu Qianyue said coldly, turning to look at Nalan Xueling and Ke Yingying beside her, "You two also Stay and help."

Hua Luo's figure flashed, and he directly entered the Temple of the Underworld. The phantom's footwork unfolded, and after a few ups and downs, it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The reason why she knocked Bruce out was because she didn't want Bruce to get involved in this dispute. After all, Bruce was Shura, and he would continue to live in this nether prison in the future.

If he gets involved, I'm afraid there will be no place for him here in the future.

But I am different, rescued Jing, and they will leave here together.

So Mu Qianyue thought over and over again, and directly knocked Bruce out.

When dealing with friends, she always considers them everywhere.

When she was in danger, he stood in front of her without hesitation, so how could she selfishly put him in a dangerous situation? Only when he fainted and did not get involved in this dispute, could he protect himself wisely.

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"Stinky boy, you seemed to be crazy before?" Tianshuo sneered as he stared at Situ Mo opposite him with a cold and bloodthirsty glint in his blue eyes.

"I've been putting up with him for a long time! Now I can finally do it, and I feel so happy!" Xiao Xuan'er grinned, revealing her white and neat teeth, and said with a sinister smile.

Mu Rutian squinted his eyes, exuding a terrifying murderous aura all over his body.

Although Meng Ximo didn't speak, her aura and coldness were not weaker than them at all. She has always regarded Qianyue as her best sister. Seeing Qianyue being bullied, she is naturally very angry, especially when she sees her enemy right in front of her eyes.

Situ Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had already guessed that Xiaoyue'er could not come to Nether Prison alone, he did not expect that she would summon so many strong men at once, three ninth-level emperor warriors, one An eighth-tier emperor warrior, and a fifth-tier emperor warrior, this level of strength is really extraordinary!

Even if there are not so many strong people around him, there are still many mid-level demon generals in Nether Prison.

"Just because you guys want to stop me?" There was a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he pinched his fingers, and suddenly dozens of Shura kings appeared in the air, tall and tall, several feet high, ferocious Ugly faces exuded a terrifying devilish energy, which was extremely frightening. With a roar, they rushed towards Tianshuo and the others.

A fierce battle kicked off in an instant.

Tianshuo and Mu Rutian launched a fierce attack on Situ Mo. At the beginning, Situ Mo didn't take it seriously, but suddenly his face turned pale, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, which made him suffocate. The devilish energy condensed in the heart actually faded a bit, and the momentum dropped significantly!

There was a trace of doubt and horror in his handsome and evil eyes, what's going on? How is his strength restrained?

"You don't know, do you? Master, she has already put Tianyang Powder on the Holy Demon Flower, which is a poisonous pill specially designed to deal with you Shura. How about it, do you think it is enjoyable?" Tianshuo sneered disdainfully, his hands kept moving, The moves became more and more fierce and terrifying, and the moves were fierce and deadly.

He will not show mercy to Situ Mo.

Mu Rutian also didn't have the slightest liking for him, and his attacks were extremely heavy. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, his moves became more and more fierce. With the Qinglong bloodline activated, his combat power exploded, and he was soaring to high-level emperor warriors, Qinglong bloodline, Megatron the world!

On the other side, Meng Ximo, Moshang Fengling, Nalan Xueling, and Ke Yingying fought non-stop with those Shura who came rushing in, and blocked them outside the Temple of the Underworld to prevent them from entering.

They want to win more rescue time for Xiaoyue'er!

The Secret Room in the Temple of the Underworld

The Nether Ghost Lord looked proudly at the person in front of him, and said with a ferocious smile, "Nalan Jing, do you think you have the Yanhuang blood to protect you, so I can't do anything to you? I have already got the Holy Demon Flower! Soon I will It can devour your soul, occupy your body, and become the last descendant of the Yanhuang bloodline!"

"Hahaha... If you obediently hugged me before, I might have made your death easier, but you just refused to listen and insisted on fighting against me! Now I have decided, I will devour your flesh little by little. Soul, let your life be worse than death! This is the end of your disobedience to my order! In this world, no one can disobey my order! Including that person!"

His handsome face was full of ferociousness, and there was a bloodthirsty and terrible sneer at the corner of his mouth. He looked like a madman, no different from a madman.

As he spoke, he opened the red sandalwood box in his hand, revealing the holy magic flower inside.

Nalan Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his beautiful purple eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't pay attention to the words of the Nether Ghost Lord at all. At this time, his eyes were firmly locked on the Holy Devil Flower in the hands of the Nether Ghost Lord.

Why did he feel a breath of the moon on the holy magic flower...

And that night, the heartbeat suddenly accelerated, sometimes restless, sometimes brisk, sometimes slightly heavy, the familiar heartbeat, the throbbing, all belonged to Yue'er...

Now that one thing is completely confirmed, Yue'er has come to Nether Prison! !

"Really?" A deep light flashed in his purple eyes, his handsome face was still calm and relaxed, even in this dark and frightening Nether Prison, he still couldn't conceal his peerless beauty. elegance.

The brocade robe on his body is still white like snow, spotless, and the three thousand black hair hangs like fine silk on his ears or on his back. Perhaps because he has been in the Nether Prison for many years, his skin is very fair , with a touch of femininity and beauty, with a sneer of contempt in her glass-like purple eyes, confident and proud, noble and domineering, like a high-ranking god, looking down at the mole crickets under her feet.

Even if at this moment, he is a prisoner, his domineering arrogance that is inherent in him is still unstoppable and palpitating.

"Soon you will regret your previous stubbornness!" The ghost master snorted coldly. What he hated the most was Nalan Jing's noble, indifferent and contemptuous look, as if he was a pitiful creature, this kind of sympathy and compassion His gaze made him the most angry!

He is the king of the Nether Prison, there is nothing he can't do, so he doesn't need anyone's sympathy and pity!

At this time, there was a slight footstep outside.

A small figure walked in, it was Si Ming.

Si Ming heard the summon from the Nether ghost master and entered the secret room. When he saw the figure locked by the soul chain on the dragon-binding pillar, a flash of surprise quickly flashed across his bright black eyes, and then he calmed down again. Covering his eyes, he bowed his head respectfully, "Master, what is the purpose of summoning the disciple?"