The Infinite Saint sneered and said: "You don't have to stir up dissension there. They have their own reasons for saving or not saving.

Because they understand the conspiracy of you people.

You just want to use us to wipe out the fairy world.

Just dream!"

Mo Yun's face was extremely gloomy: "Hmph, Wuliang, I didn't expect you to still be in the mood to quarrel with me?

I tell you, Yama and Sanyan have been killed.

There is no hope for your fairyland anymore.

After we get the source of life.

Just kill them and destroy the entire fairy world."

"Moyun, Hannibal's death seems to have made you a little crazy.

Why do you say this like a little kid?"

Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded.

"who?"

Mo Yun looked towards the sky, because the sound came from the sky.

"Of course it's me!"

The voice sounded again.

Then the void tore apart.

Ling Xiao appeared there.

"Ling Xiao!"

Seeing Ling Xiao, Mo Yun gritted his teeth.

Now that he saw Ling Xiao, he was a little worried.

Because of Ling Xiao, the prisoners in the hell of despair escaped!

Because of Ling Xiao, his deputy commander Hannibal was killed.

Because of Ling Xiao, he almost became a joke.

Today, Ling Xiao appeared again.

This made him frown.

Hiding in the darkness, the masters of the Tianchi Empire and the Weird Clan did not appear.

Because Ling Xiao would not let them appear.

Just one magic cloud is enough to suppress Ling Xiao.

What's more, Ling Xiao was not the only one present, but also Aluo Gu, who was also a demigod.

"Ling Xiao, what are you doing here? Leave quickly!"

The Infinite Saint was anxious, although he didn't know how Ling Xiao entered the royal city of the Tianchi Empire.

But Ling Xiao came and it didn't help.

"Brother Ling, run away quickly!"

Bai Fengfeng and others also shouted.

"This is a trap!"

Tuoba Jue shouted.

"Don't worry, I will save you!"

Ling Xiao looked at everyone and smiled.

"Hahahaha, what a joke.

You still want to save people.

Today, not only can you not save anyone, you will also be trapped here."

Mo Yun laughed and waved his hands at the same time, and a dozen tenth-level saints surrounded Ling Xiao.

"Don't move, or I'll kill him!"

Suddenly, there was another person in Ling Xiao's hands.

It was Zhan Fei who was imprisoned by him before.

"Behead the prince!"

Seeing Zhan Fei, Mo Yun, A Luo Gu and others all looked ugly.

Zhan Fei is a descendant of Emperor Zhanxian, and he is the most outstanding genius of this generation.
Chapter completed!