Chapter 506

Bang——

Suddenly, the three figures were shocked to fly out. With a frivolous smile, Huan Yu said sarcastically: "just three mysterious gods, how dare you teach in front of me?"

It's beyond one's ability and vulnerable!

"Cough."

Three people from the ground to get up, spit blood, but the face is hanging a lot of unwilling.

After that, Huan Yu didn't want to waste any more time. He flew up and turned the bronze mirror into a sharp blade. The mysterious force poured into it with the intention of killing.

Catch the demon emperor first!

Otherwise, after a while, ye Han will get away, and it's time to take credit with him.

"Stop him, don't let him hurt Qingge!" Helian Rongjin flies to the back of Huanyu.

Xuanli and Wuyi immediately catch up with each other, one on the left and one on the right.

Magic feather slightly sideways, light around Xuanli and Wuyi, a backhand will Helian Rongjin overturned out.

The next second, he instantly broke the Xuanwu seal and bypassed the bursts of shells of Mo Qingge: "Mo Qingge, hand over the demon emperor, I may spare your life!"

Mo Qingge's fingers curled up tightly to protect the people in his arms. The long barrel gun increased its firepower and bombed out repeatedly.

Bang bang!

The magic feather's face didn't change, and a layer of frost formed all over his body. A big shell hit him, leaving only a few traces.

"Master!"

Xuanli flies up, and the fierce palm wind flies across the air, smashes at the magic feather's face and penetrates his body.

No, it's phantom!

The next second, when the three people react, magic feather has appeared behind Mo Qingge.

"Qingge, watch your back!"

"Master, behind!"

Mo Qingge suddenly turns her head, and it's too late to dodge, so she has to protect the person in her arms with her body, and is shocked out by the hand of magic feather.

Bang!

"No!"

Mo Qingge slowly gets up from the ground and sees his husband in danger. The long gun turns into a long bone whip and quickly entangles the palm of Huan Yu's hand.

She held the long bone whip tightly, her palms were strangled with blood, and she still looked back to death.

"What a troublesome woman." Magic feather helplessly sighed a breath, no patience, "then I'll solve you first!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the long bone whip with barbs, and with a flick of his hand, he directly threw Mo Qingge into the air.

"Ah..."

The next second, her feet off the ground, the whole body lost weight.

"Master!"

"Qingge!"

Helian Rong Jinfei quickly steps forward and embraces Mo Qingge's body.

I saw the cold and piercing palm wind of the magic feather, and the air around seemed to be cold for several degrees.

Helian Rongjin quickly protects her, turns around, and the cold palm wind falls heavily on his back.

A mouthful of blood, sprayed out.

At the same time, Xuanli stealthily attacked from behind, and the magic feather retreated more than 10 meters.

"Rong Jin!" No worries.

"Rong Jin, are you ok?" Mo Qingge raised her eyes and saw that his face quickly turned pale. She was concerned.

"Cough..."

Two people fall to the ground, He Lian Rong Jin coughs blood again, only feel the piercing cold, from the spine into the heart.

No nightmare also surrounded up, the color of worry suddenly.

Huan Yu is repulsed for a while, and their attention falls on Rong Jin. They can't help humming and attack Gu Mian Mo again.

This is a good opportunity!

"Stop it

Only Xuanli noticed it and quickly stopped it.

Huan Yu had expected that he would hit Xuanli with his backhand and beat him out again.

"No, no!"

Mo Qingge is so anxious that she turns into a shadow. In a flash, she comes to Gu Mian Mo and protects him with both hands.

Even if she is dead, she can't let uncle Huang get any harm!

"Little girl, don't be stubborn."

Magic feather hook lips scornful smile, the hands of a wave of the bronze mirror, frost strength backhand out, fell on her.

The blood flowed along her clothes, but she refused to move for a moment, protecting the people in her arms.

"Master!"

"Qingge!"

The other three wanted to get up, but they were imprisoned in the same place and couldn't move.

Anxious, uneasy, and in a hurry.

Magic feather looked in the mirror, stretched out his hand to straighten his disordered hair, then raised his eyes, walked slowly to Mo Qingge's face, and looked at her condescensively.

This woman is really stubborn.

"Mo Qingge, I've always been pitying for the jade. As long as you hand over the demon emperor, I won't kill you." Toe high gas high tone, with a bit of discussion tone.

He doesn't want to use too violent way to solve the problem, otherwise, the posture is not elegant.

Mo Qingge's fingers curled up tightly, and the long gun aimed at his head. His pupils were full of stubborn killing.

"Ha ha ha." Huan Yu chuckles and flicks her sleeve with a backhand, shaking off the long barrel gun in her hand.

The next second, Mo Qingge's long-standing palm suddenly comes out with a burning strength.

Magic feather flashed back a step, red lotus fire rolled over his clothes, burned a black hole.

"My son's clothes!" His face was distressed, and his anger rose to the extreme.

If you dare to dirty his clothes, you will die!

Immediately, the magic feather finger bone tightly curls up, a strength absorbed Mo Qingge to come over, tightly hold her neck.

The palm with clear bones and a little strength is self-evident.

"Cough..."

Mo Qingge's feet are hanging in the air. He pinches his neck and can't move. The Xuanli of his whole body can't make half a point.

The powerful Xuanli oppressed her so much that she couldn't breathe.

Is this the difference between the metaphysical realm and the celestial realm?

He has no power to fight back.

"Mo Qingge, you don't know what to do and ask for trouble. No wonder I'm young master." The pupil of the magic feather is a bit fierce.

"Qingge!"

The other three were impatient, but they couldn't move. They had to be in the same place.

Ear, came the bone "click" sound.

"Keke..." Mo Qingge's delicate face twisted into a ball, and the blood overflowed along the corner of her lips.

Suffocation, more and more intense.

The line of sight, as if also dim several degrees.

"Qingge!"

Helian Rongjin sits down in the same place, watching his loved one in danger, anxious.

Powerlessness and self reproach come together.

It's because he's so useless.

If he had the power of demon emperor, he would not even be unable to protect Qingge.

Finger bone tightly curled up, almost embedded in the meat, his mood, almost collapsed.

"Don't touch Qingge, I won't allow you to touch her!" Hysterical shouts resounded through the sky.

The next second, the pupils of Helian Rongjin become bloody red, and the surrounding black fog spreads and climbs, gloomy and violent.

"Rong Jin." Wu Yan seems to see something, "calm down, don't be impulsive, be careful that evil is out of control!"

Once the evil power in Rong Jin's body is out of control, it is very likely to be possessed and uncontrollable.

"Qingge!"

And Rong Jin as if can't hear any sound, red pupil, like lost reason: "ah!"