A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

"This Kuiniu is hard to beat!"

The figure of Venerable Cangwu blocked the sight of Ancestor Xuanling.

But he glanced at the little girl below.

Tsk, that little girl is indeed a real icon.

Ancestor Xuanling glanced at Venerable Cangwu and naturally knew why this person did this.

"Use them in exchange, and I will take care of this Kuiniu."

Venerable Cangwu smiled and said, "That's not a big deal!"

As he said this with a smile, the sword in his hand was already pointing at the Xuanling Ancestor.

"The dolls are more valuable than us, so don't mess with them."

Ancestor Xuanling sneered, but the moves in his hands attacked Kuiniu.

Reverend Cangwu heaved a sigh of relief and cooperated with Old Ancestor Xuanling to fight against Kuiniu.

"Spirit Beast Abyss can't stand this kind of fight, all of you come here!"

Yi Anlan appeared beside the group of young children, and his eyes focused on Mo Yan.

When she saw the familiar look on Mo Yan's face, she knew that Mo Yan was well again.

"Sister Abao." Bei Wan called softly, "What kind of spirit beast is that?"

"Kui Niu, an ancient mythical beast, you can't beat an adult Kui Niu."

"What about my mother?"

Yi Anlan looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid it's a little short. Your mother is not even a thousand years old. She is too young."

An aftermath came and Yi Anlan waved his hand to block it.

She looked calmly at the flash of Yue Ci's power and lowered her eyes. That was Yue Ci's power, which she had felt in the family's ancestral hall.

There is only one person in the world who possesses the power of Yue Ci, and that is the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.

It's really funny. In such a dangerous scene, the one who protected them was actually the Demon Lord.

"Besides the five of us, there should be some other people alive." Bei Wan said, "I still have some magic weapons here that can protect us."

Yi Anlan casually stuffed another storage ring into the little girl's arms and said, "Okay, I'll go find the others."

Bei Wan's spiritual sense probed into the storage ring, and even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be surprised.

This is too much.

It seems that this time it is really dangerous.

Bei Wan raised several super-immortal defensive magic weapons in succession, then looked up and calmly began to watch the fight between the two men and the Kui Niu in the sky.

Leng Jing and Mo Yan also looked up. Since they couldn't run away, if they didn't watch this level of fight carefully, they must have something wrong with their brains.

Zhao Yujiao slapped Zhao Yuren on the head: "Don't look good!"

Zhao Yuren who was looking around:?

Zhao Yujiao: "Didn't you see that everyone was watching?"

Zhao Yuren told the truth: "I'm almost dead, what are you still looking at?"

Leng Jing, Bei Wan and Mo Yan all turned their heads and glanced at Zhao Yuren:?

Zhao Yuren shrank his neck: He is telling the truth, okay?

Can't you see that those two powerful cultivators are obviously no match for Kuiniu?

Also, even if they fought, didn’t that old ancestor still want to kill them?

Above the sky, the eyes of the Xuanling Patriarch who was beating the Kui Niu were slightly narrowed, and the move in his hand that was attacking the Kui Niu suddenly deviated, and hit straight towards the position where Bei Wan and the other four were.

Three of the defenses Bei Wan had erected were broken in succession.

"Look! I told you, that old man is definitely going to attack us! We're all going to die anyway, why are you in such a hurry to watch? Just look at yourself."

Zhao Yuren had already taken out a water mirror and began to look at his own face, as if he wanted to remember himself clearly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt an extremely dangerous gaze falling on him.