"Bang!"

The huge handprint was completely shattered at this moment, turning into stars all over the sky, flying and falling one after another.

Jun Muqian did not answer Su Qingli, but raised her head and looked at the dark sky with a crack in it.

She narrowed her eyes, raised her hand lightly, and when she waved her palm, a majestic and powerful spiritual power came out.

This spiritual power was so powerful that it shot through the sky, attached to those ink clouds, and shook violently!

"Buzz--!"

The layers of ink clouds all dispersed, revealing white clouds and a blue sky, with rays of light falling thousands of feet away, illuminating the earth.

As soon as the ink cloud receded, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning naturally stopped.

Jun Muqian then turned around and helped Su Qingli up, who had fallen to the ground. Her eyes darkened, and then she raised her right hand, and a spiritual talisman slowly condensed into shape.

And at this moment, the cold voice from before sounded again: "Foreigners are not allowed to..."

"Look clearly, this is a magic talisman." Jun Muzhen interrupted directly, "How come what I condensed has become a magic weapon?"

"You even treat my talisman as a magic weapon. Do you think your racial discrimination is serious?"

"Why don't you just dig out my brain?"

Cold voice: "..."

Jun Muqian ignored her at all and used the spiritual formation to quickly heal Su Qingli's injuries. After she fully recovered, she clicked her tongue and said jokingly: "Ali, if you look like this, you would be affected by Shengyuan's..."

When the common people see this, they will overthrow you."

"Yes, yes." Su Qingli regained her breath and rolled her eyes, but there was a smile on her lips, "If they see you, they will definitely tie you up again and send you to my phoenix couch.

"

Jun Muxian: "...!!!"

She immediately turned around, and before the young master in a certain spiritual state was about to speak, she said first, "Beauty Qing, I swear, I will not crawl on anyone's bed except yours."

"But then again, you won't be able to enter the room for a month anyway."

Rong Qing: "..."

"Ah?" After hearing this, Su Qingli was confused for a moment, "Is your man here too? Why can't I see him?"

"Qing Meiren is the spirit that leaves the body." Jun Muzhen explained, "Ali, your current cultivation level is in the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. It's normal to not be able to see."

To be precise, as long as Rong Qing doesn't want to, with his current strength, no one in the entire prehistoric world can see him.

"That's right." Su Qingli nodded, feeling guilty, "I'm so sorry. If I say something like this again in the future, I will never say it in front of your man."

Jun Muxian: "..."

Cooperating with her to rescue Su Qingli, but the little queen turned to trick her, right?

"What..." Although Su Qingli couldn't see Rong Qing, she still asked for his opinion. She considered her tone, "Can I give the young master a hug?"

Rong Qing: "..."

He glanced at the woman in purple coolly and said calmly: "Well, hug her for three seconds."

However, before Su Qingli could wait for him to finish speaking, she hugged Jun Muxian directly. She let out an uncontrollable sob in her throat and her shoulders trembled violently: "Xiao Qian, thank you, thank you for coming...

…”

"Ali..." Jun Muqian was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and patted her back, smiling softly, "You are my friend, how could I not come?"

She has a bad temper, and there are not many people who get along with her. After three lives, there are not many people who can be called friends, so she will naturally go to save her.

"I know." Su Qingli let go of her hand, stood up straight, and looked serious, "I don't know why, but you make me feel quite safe."

"That's right, when I traveled around the world, there were many girls..." Jun Muqian glanced at the man in scarlet clothes and changed the subject in time, "But I was hunted down every day and walked on the corpses.

It’s also been tempered.”

Hearing this, Su Qingli looked at her suspiciously: "No...who is in charge in your family?"

Jun Muxian: "Me."

Su Qingli: "I see you are quite scared."

"Nonsense." Jun Muqian snorted slightly, "That's because I dote on him and get used to his little temper, do you understand?"

The pampered Rong Qing: "..."

He pinched his eyebrows, turned his head away, and stopped listening.

"I don't understand, I don't dare to understand." Su Qingli waved her hands repeatedly and asked, "By the way, how did you get here?"

"It's a long story." Jun Muqian said, "Let's wait until we get out of this Shura Abyss."

"Go out?" Su Qingli was suddenly startled when she mentioned this, "Wait a minute, young master, if foreigners come here, they can only go out if they die. How can you..."

She was furious: "How could you come in so willfully?"

"Okay, don't worry." Jun Muqian said casually, "Since I have come in, I will definitely help you successfully pass through the Shura Abyss, but this place is indeed very unfriendly to foreigners."

At first, the difficulty was only increased by ten times, but later it became a hundred times. In one level, it even increased by a thousand times.

Fortunately, she and Rong Qing came together today, otherwise it was still unknown whether they would be able to come here.

"Help me pass?" Su Qingli was stunned for a moment, "How can I help?"

Jun Muqian raised her eyebrows: "Don't the Asura clan have such rules? I'll let you take advantage."

Su Qingli paused: "But..."

"Stop it." Jun Muqian interrupted, "If you haven't discovered the problem until now, don't say you are the Queen of Saint Yuan."

After hearing these words, Su Qingli fell silent, and after a while, she said: "Yes, I have discovered that the difficulty of the Shura Abyss is no longer what it used to be. No one is omnipotent, and I cannot defeat it."

"This is what's strange." Jun Muqian curled her lips, "Why don't we ask the gatekeepers of this level what happened in the Shura Abyss?"

At this time, the indifferent voice from before also sounded: "Princess Qingli, it would be more disappointing to find help than to give up this opportunity."

"Shua——"

A figure slowly appeared in this closed space. The figure was not tall, and it was not possible to distinguish between male and female.

There is a long snake around his neck, a string of skulls hanging on his chest, a tiger skin around his waist, two hands, and a third eye on his forehead.

His four hands held a halberd, an axe, a drum and a stick respectively, which looked a bit funny.

Just looking at this strange appearance, I knew that these were the first batch of Asuras created by the ancestor of Styx.

Seeing the person coming, Su Qingli's heart thought again: "Young Master, be careful, he is..."

"I know you." Jun Muqian waved her hand to stop Su Qingli's words. She looked ahead with a calm expression, without any fear, "You are one of the four demon kings under the ancestor of Minghe. I am not interested in your name.

Know.”

After hearing this, Asura fell silent. After a few seconds, he asked: "How did you know?"

Jun Muqian said calmly: "I am not talented and have a photographic memory. I have seen the murals of your Asura clan."

According to Indra, except for him, all the other four demon kings and three demon generals under Patriarch Styx were destroyed. He was also seriously injured, resulting in a great loss of his origins and a decline in cultivation instead of increase.

But now in the Shura Abyss, four demon kings have appeared.

Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are not in the form of a soul, nor a remnant soul, nor a spiritual mind. What are you?"

The Demon King frowned, with a slightly uneasy look on his face: "It seems that you know a lot. Yes, I am none of the things you said. Now I can be said to be full of resentment."

"Oh? Jun Muqian looked at him, "Aren't you willing to die after death?"

Rong Qing also spoke calmly at this time: "The four demon kings and three demon generals died, but their resentment persisted and they were trapped in the Shura Abyss, which doubled the difficulty of the Shura Abyss."

The Demon King remained silent.

Jun Muqian smiled coldly: "Even if you are the subordinate of Patriarch Minghe, you should know that everything must be focused on the great cause of the Asura clan. Why, after so long of trials, are you still unwilling to let Ah Li pass?"

If the difficulty had not increased, with Su Qingli's will and ability, she would never have gone back and forth hundreds of times.

The Demon King's face darkened: "Your Majesty has gone. Since I am protecting the Asura clan for Your Majesty, not everyone can pass through here. If so, wouldn't His Majesty's inheritance be in the hands of villains?"

"As for Princess Qingli -" he turned his head and looked at Su Qingli, "Princess Qingli is indeed talented and determined. She is a rare talent, but as you said, it is not enough."

The Demon King was indifferent: "Princess Qingli's cultivation level is too low, and she is still unable to accept your Majesty's inheritance."

Su Qingli's expression turned cold: "This is not the reason for you to tease me!"

No wonder she always felt that every step was difficult. It was the demon kings and generals here who made the trials more difficult, forcing her to become the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian.

Seemingly unreasonable, the Demon King stopped talking again.

"Ali, there is no need to reason with him." Jun Muqian said calmly, "Since he won't let you go, just fight him by force."

She looked at the Demon King with a faint sneer between her brows and eyes: "If you were in your heyday, I wouldn't be able to defeat you, but now you are just full of resentment, I can beat you away with one punch."

The Demon King was shocked and angry at the same time: "What do you think this is?"

"It's nothing." Jun Muqian smiled slightly, "You allow you to bully Ah Li, but you don't allow me to vent my anger on Ah Li's behalf? I am a short-suffering person. Even though you are under the command of Ancestor Minghe, I will not show mercy."

The devil's anger increased: "You are unreasonable!"

Jun Muqian's eyebrows were light and he didn't say a word, but just raised his hand.

Even though there was no spiritual power flowing out yet, the demon king on the opposite side felt a very overwhelming pressure.

The Demon King's pupils shrank and he was about to retreat, but Jun Muzhen had already clenched his palm into a fist and slowly pushed out.

But at this moment, an anxious voice sounded.
Chapter completed!