Chapter 4181 4.1781 Cold Eyes
Mo Lian just glanced at him, frowned and then retracted her gaze.
Look carefully at the nine-headed monster in front of you.
But seeing that among its nine heads, only the middle one is the most normal one.
The eight heads to the side, the more to the side, the narrower it becomes.
The two heads on the left and right are only slightly larger than an adult fist, and the facial features are strangely crowded together, like a sarcoma with a few cuts on it.
With a flick of the black moon in his hand, a black fire climbed up along it, and without saying a word, chopped off the head among the nine-headed monsters.
The strange bird made an extremely unpleasant whistle, and two sharp claws slapped it. Although its body was too large, its movement speed was not weak.
In just a moment, he avoided the strange light from Wuyue, and by the way, he was able to tear an ordinary cultivator with wide eyes and mouth to pieces.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, those who were momentarily hot-headed, followed Mu Xingchen and Duanmuqing into the sky to fight against the strange bird, immediately like a head of cold water pouring down their heads, and they were so frightened that they couldn't help shuddering.
The strange bird fluttered its wings, and suddenly there was another roar in its mouth.
Mo Lian squinted her eyes in response, "Block all five senses!"
This whistle is absolutely poisonous! It is clearly a different kind of sonic attack, which can destroy the cultivator's consciousness.
The Second Young Master leapt forward, stabbed a sword on the claws of the strange bird, suddenly turned around and retreated, withdrew the sword and returned, the place where he was standing was suddenly hit by countless flames.
"Second son." The Qin family shouted.
"Holy maiden!" A few voices came into Qiao Mu'er from afar.
Qiao Mu, who was quickly setting up a defensive talisman, turned his head and saw Feng Changqing rushing over with hundreds of disciples.
Feng Changfei had a handsome face with a stinky face, followed behind his eldest brother, and glanced at her hesitantly.
Qiao Mu didn't talk nonsense to them, and didn't bother to correct their title of saintess. He just said in a deep voice, "Save people."
"Yes!" Feng Changqing nodded and was about to lead the clansman away.
Qiao Mu suddenly took out dozens of protective suits from the inner world, and threw them along with a talisman, "Be careful yourself."
A smile flashed in Feng Changqing's eyes, he raised his hand and pulled his brother who snorted from his nose, and hurriedly ran towards the crowd.
Although Feng Changfei was muttering, "The elders are really busy, so we have to come over to protect them in secret. What can be wrong with this paralyzed face..."
In his hand, he kept following his elder brother's movements, and like chopping vegetables and melons, he cleaned out all the nearby corpses.
Protecting some pale-faced people, he stepped back.
When Mu Xingchen and the others saw Mo Lian coming over, they were able to handle the nine-headed monster, so they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned around to greet Little Fatty and the others, and ran to fight the harpies.
These harpies hang above the heads of the crowd like shit. Although they don't have the power of the five spirits, they will move some stones from around the venue to throw them, which is not very harmful to the cultivators, but it can harm the ordinary people who eat melons below. .
Second Young Master Qin looked at Mo Lian's direction coldly, and suddenly raised his hand to block Qin Jiu and the others who were about to rush forward.
"Look at it first."
Qin Jiu was stunned, "Second brother, let's hurry up and help Prince Mo..."
If Duanyue was here, he would definitely not hesitate as he is now. Before morning, he helped Prince Mo to fight with the nine-headed strange bird.
Qin Jiu thought to himself, but the Second Young Master had a lot of prestige on weekdays, and he did not dare to refute him.
"Why does Mo Lian need help?"