Chapter 5689 Lord of Sanctuary 1

A ray of poisonous light shot out from the eyes of the Eastern Master, and he rushed towards the Southern Master.

Will he give them a chance to ask for help?

Do not make jokes!

All of these people should die, and they should all die for his beloved wife!

Isn't it love to fight and grab? Don't you like to take treasures by force?

Then let them accompany his poor beloved wife and stay in this holy palace forever and ever, ahahahahaha!

The Eastern Master laughed maniacally, pressing down on the Southern Master and the Western Master, and the sudden opening of the body caused them to widen their eyes in horror and tremble all over.

Dongfang Master, a lunatic, actually blew himself up in such a confined space? ?

Oh why!

"boom!"

The vibration of the air current was so great that it knocked all the practitioners nearby into the air.

The little face paralyzed subconsciously jumped on the husband.

Mo Lian even threw her son out without mercy, and quickly reached out to hug her.

The dazed Mo Baobao was accurately thrown by his father to the Peach Blossom God.

The latter was speechless, as if he had picked up a piece of hot potato, he lowered his head and stared at the baby with big eyes.

When the little guy suddenly felt a catastrophe approaching, his father only thought about his mother, and completely ignored the sense of grievance in his eyes.

The small mouth opened, and there was an urge to cry when he was wronged.

Peach Blossom God Venerable was funny and angry, hugged the little glutinous rice dumpling and patted it lightly, then turned around and yelled at Mo Lian, "You are sick."

Lord Qiaoqiao stretched out his hand and thumped him, "Why did you throw your son?"

Mo Lian was a little embarrassed.

Isn't he a conditioned reflex? Seeing his daughter-in-law jumping over, he stretched out his hand to hug her, and he can throw away everything else...

Xiaotuanzi sobbed, and hid pitifully in Rotten Peach Blossom's arms, pointing the back of his head at his father.

Lord Qiaoqiao was also a little embarrassed.

This is a defect that has been cultivated by Mo Lian since she was a child. Whenever she encounters any earth-shattering noise, she wants to jump into Mo Lian's arms to hide for no reason.

Peach Blossom God Venerable was annoyed when he saw the two of them, he hugged Mo Baobao and patted him, and softly comforted him, "Don't be angry, Xiaotuanzi, we won't play with your parents anymore."

After the waves of air flow passed, Qiao Mu coughed a few times, and vigorously waved the dust in front of him.

The sand and stones piled up from all directions have been buried above everyone's knees.

Everyone floated up in the air one after another, waving the floating sand in front of them and looking around in a blink of an eye.

I saw many sanctuary cultivators being thrown around dying, probably affected by the force of the self-destruction, and some of them had already passed out.

The spreading floating sand quickly covered them with a thin layer.

If this continues, he will definitely be buried alive.

"Save people." Master Qiao Qiao gave an order, and Feng Changqing and others moved together.

In groups of three and two, the people buried in the dust were lifted out and thrown aside.

Qiao Mu stepped forward to take out a bottle of liquid medicine, and dripped one or two drops on the noses of those people.

Soon, everyone in the sanctuary woke up one after another and thanked them repeatedly.

This experience in the sacred palace is really too difficult.

Not only did many people get nothing, but they almost lost their lives.

The Eastern Master blew himself up, and pulled the Southern Master, the Western Master, as a backing. The bodies of the three were completely buried under the sand at this time.

Although the Northern Master was relatively close, he was never crushed by the Eastern Master.

Therefore, a small life was recovered, but the left hand was crippled.