Imaginary Killing Array was broken through, then Lei Jingtian and Mu Chihuo also then saw this completely empty stage, an above person's shadow does not have!
Mu Qingyi saw that this long breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Ming escaped finally, otherwise she for a lifetime in rebuking oneself to pass.
„Bastard!” Lei Jingtian has the impulsion of spitting blood, as for Mu Yanzhuo, Mu Qingshu sees such scene, only thought that a dizziness, almost does not stand steadily, even if continuously calmly very spicy Mu Chihuo, at this time is also in the heart feels nervous, is unable to maintain the past calm again.
His all plans, establish, in can kill in the Lin Ming foundation smoothly, if cannot kill Lin Ming, cannot obtain the god phoenix bloodline, then their bloodstain contracts in six months, making their martial art completely lose, becomes the disabled person!
When the time comes, before what «Vermillion Bird Forbidden Divine Record», Eighth Level cultivation technique, the position of what Divine Phoenix Island Island Master, all are the mirror spend Shui Yue, without any significance!
„Brother Chihuo, what to do should our we?” The Mu Yanzhuo sound somewhat shivered, this was not the matter of cracking a joke, Mu Fengxian possibly quickly came out from Demon God Imperial Palace, once they are unable before Mu Fengxian appeared cut to kill Lin Ming, then they will then lose 100 percent, did not have a thing in the world!
even though said before he carries on this unrestrained gambling, has made the worst plan, was really to this step, he was actually at a loss, definitely is unable to accept.
„Hurried what!?” Mu Chihuo drinks one coldly, however on his forehead, has seeped out the cold sweat. „Calm, so long as found him in number, is not late”
Mu Chihuo clenches teeth to speak of here, turns the head to look that is seeing on the Mu Qingyi face to hang light sneering, Mu Chihuo in the heart the flame of anger is getting up immediately.
„Dead old lady!”
„!”
A Mu Chihuo sword punctures fiercely, the sword blade edge is similar to the poisonous snake that spits the letter, thorn to the throat of Mu Qingyi.
But Mu Qingyi is only cold snort one, the eye does not wink, only waits this sword to puncture, the Mu Qingyi root does not fear death.
„Does old lady you want dead? It is not easy!” The Mu Chihuo sword, in has one inch place stopping of the Mu Qingyi pate.
At this time, cut to kill Mu Qingyi not any significance, must find Lin Ming.
The Mu Chihuo face variable spreads continually, at this time, strategy suddenly floated the heart, in the Mu Chihuo heart pan- sneers, he could not find Lin Ming, that thinks that means compelled Lin Ming to come out.