Chapter 1572： The magic ring was taken!

"Yuan, let me go, the phantom ring must not be given to him!" Luo Xiaoman struggled, staring at the phantom ring gradually returning to its original state, pinched by Kunlun's hand, a strong anxiety surged in his heart. "Xiaoling, come out quickly!!"

However, no matter how she called, Xiao Ling did not respond, as if Kunlun had cut off the contact with each other.

This is the first time that she and Xiao Ling have lost contact!

"Xiaoman, don't be impulsive!" Mo Yuan frowned, pulling Luo Xiaoman firmly. "Kunlun's strength is more terrifying than we thought."

"Yuan, I can't live without Magic Ring, let alone watch Xiao Ling have an accident!!" Luo Xiaoman was anxious.

Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, then gritted his teeth and rushed towards Kunlun. "I'll take it back for you!"

However, when he just rushed up, Kunlun's gaze came over. "You want to kill me too?"

"Return the magic ring to Xiaoman!!" Mo Yuan shouted in a low voice, raised his hand, a wave of demonic energy surged out, transformed into countless fierce demons, and pounced on Kunlun.

"The magic ring is my thing!" Kunlun shook his head, and then put the magic ring on his finger.

Suddenly, a ray of brilliance shone out, his aura became stronger, and at the same time a big hammer was grabbed out, and he slammed it towards Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's pupils shrank, feeling the power of this hammer, which was stronger than Xiaoman's, and his mind became tense.

However, he cannot urge his own power now, otherwise he will really break the ninth seal.

Boom boom boom!

Mo Yuan quickly gathered his devil energy, protected his body, and forcibly took the hammer.

Suddenly, he felt his consciousness blurred, and his body was about to fall apart as if he had been tempered.

"Yuan!!" Luo Xiaoman hurriedly greeted him and caught Mo Yuan who was flying back.

"Xiaoman, I'm sorry, I can't get the magic ring back." Mo Yuan glanced at Luo Xiaoman apologetically, feeling guilty, and wishing to unlock the ninth seal immediately and kill Kunlun.

But doing this now is too dangerous!

"Yuan, I was impulsive." Luo Xiaoman shook her head. She was so emotional at the time that she ignored Mo Yuan's situation. Thinking about it now, she couldn't help being afraid for a while.

If Mo Yuan is desperate to push his momentum, he is afraid the consequences will be disastrous.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the magic ring, one of the three divine weapons, to be in your hands. It really takes no effort." Xuanyuan Wuyin stared at Luo Xiaoman with a gloomy face. "Thank you for sending the magic ring back."

"Xiaoman, the effect of the Xuantian Explosive Pill can be maintained for a quarter of an hour." Mo Yuan squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I will do my best to kill!"

Huh huh!

At this time, Da Bai, Chi Chi, Xiao Long, and the generals all returned to guard Luo Xiaoman.

Not only them, but Mount Luo Mu and Xian'er also stood up, looking solemnly at Kunlun in mid-air.

"The fourth artifact, Kunlun, from the moment the artifact appeared, the first generation saint knew that she had made a mistake and shouldn't let him appear." Xian'er sighed and said quietly: "His appearance is An accident. The appearance of this accident will plunge the world into chaos."

"Xiaoman, do you know where the three artifacts come from?" Xian'er glanced at Luo Xiaoman.

Luo Xiaoman's eyes dazzled, and he said in a deep voice, "Are the three artifacts separated from Kunlun?"