A simple stone house stands strangely on the dark and desolate land. When the door is open, you can see a young man sitting in the middle of the room with his knees crossed. The ethereal fog lingers around him, constantly infiltrates into his body, and constantly escapes, as if endless.

On his face, he also showed the color of extreme pain. Sweat had already soaked his clothes, and even his feet were covered with water stains. The tendons on his forehead were exposed, and even the blood vessels and skin were broken.

"I'm sorry!" Bathe the heart of cold smoke, fierce one quiver.

That's right. The man in the stone house is in the end of the night.

It turned out that this was the secret place he said. He was trapped in the divine prison all the time.

It turns out that every time he was in danger recently, he didn't help him because he was in a desperate situation.

Although I don't know what happened, mu Hanyan can feel that the fog lingering outside him is just the fierce spirit left by those senior strong people after their death.

Although they had suffered a lot before, they could hardly feel the existence of the evil spirit. At this time, the evil spirit wrapped in the night was as solid as the essence. It's not hard to imagine what kind of pain he was suffering.

Feng Qingyu and others are familiar with the night. They were able to escape in the void at the beginning, thanks to him and mu Hanyan. At this time, they all felt the pain on his face.

"Get him out!" Mu Hanyan was the first one to pull out his sword.

"Choking!" Hua Yue and others pressed the handle of the sword slightly, and the long sword came out of its sheath at the same time. Even Feng Qingyu was no exception.

Besides the stone house, there is a layer of prohibition. You know, yelangling is the strongest one among the twelve saints. Even he didn't break this layer of prohibition. How dare they look down upon him.

All of them hold their breath and are ready. As soon as they get ready for the cold smoke, they join hands to do it.

Mu Hanyan raises Hanxiao sword little by little, and his spirit, energy and divine power are continuously condensed and improved.

"Stop it At the moment when mu Hanyan was about to start, a tall and dignified figure suddenly came and stood in front of her - God!

"You can't do it." God light said.

He didn't draw his sword, even his hands fell behind him. He just stood there casually, which made people feel like an insurmountable mountain.

"No, I want to save him. No one can stop me!" Mu Hanyan's long sword is on the heart of God.

Although she is facing the strongest in the land of God, even in the whole holy land, she has no fear or hesitation in her eyes, but is determined and resolute.

Strangely enough, the God didn't dodge and didn't get angry when he was pointed at the key by mu Hanyan. Looking at mu Hanyan's eyes, he was even pleased and praised.

"I want to save him more than you, but we can't save him. He is the only one who can save him. If you do it, it will only kill him. " God looked at the end of the night, leisurely said.

"What?" Mu Hanyan looked at the God deeply.

In his eyes, mu Hanyan saw a trace of deep concern.

It's not surprising to see the Lord standing in front of you, but it's the Lord of God. How can you show such concern in front of the saints?

Why is that?

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