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As soon as Chu Ziyin said this, most people's attention was instantly drawn to Mo Yanchen, who was emitting black energy.

Dark spiritual power has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, so except for a few elderly people, others cannot tell the difference between the black energy and the demonic energy.

Everyone kept whispering, and at this moment they didn't understand Chu Ziyin's intention, so they chose to wait and see what would happen.

Huaqin wanted to step forward, but at this moment she received a message from Mengjiao, so she did not hesitate at all and slowly walked towards the Twelve Saints of the Dan Palace behind her...

The hot blood slowly flowed down the bridge of his nose into his eye sockets, and there was finally a subtle change in Mo Yanchen's deep and cold eyes.

Chu Ziyin's questions were still circling in his ears, trying to destroy his solid defenses like a spell.

His throat was choked with sobs. He wanted to throw himself into his master's arms and tell him about his grievances. His whole body was in pain.

Master, I am still clean. I have locked my spirit platform, so no one can hurt you...

"Why are you beating around the bush? No need to act. The person you mentioned as having evil spirit is indeed mine, but what does this have to do with you?"

"What does it have to do with me? The human race and the demon race are irreconcilable. Immortal Venerable, you really know how to..."

Noticing the change in Mo Yanchen's eyes, Chu Ziyin immediately showed joy and wanted to refute.

Unfortunately, Meng Jiao lost her patience after turning around and looking at Hua Qin in the crowd.

The ice beneath her feet spread rapidly, and the people from the Hehuan Sect who stood in front of Chu Ziyin were immediately pulverized into powder and flew away in the wind.

The speed was so fast that Chu Ziyin's face changed immediately. She quickly picked up the magic pestle in her hand to resist.

The purple-black flames formed a wall of fire in front of her, easily blocking Meng Jiao's attack.

Before the smug look on her face could bloom, Meng Jiao's next words broke her defense.

"Oh, purple-black demonic flame."

Hearing this, Chu Ziyin looked around in panic, wanting to explain but not knowing where to start. She calculated the time and decided to confront him, holding the Divine Demon Pestle against her chest in a fighting posture.

"Bitch, I underestimated you. You actually dared to set a trap for me! Unfortunately, my magic flame is only effective against ice!"

Seeing her admit it, some people in the crowd couldn't help but want to help.

Thinking that with so many people attacking her alone, even if she has a magic weapon, they can still kill her.

But before I could get close, a thin film appeared silently in front of me...

Huaqin rolled her eyes and expressed her silent condolences to those who were now baring their teeth and claws at the little ancestor.

What a fool! He didn't even check the little ancestor's background before taking action.

As she expected, Meng Jiao did not get angry but smiled instead, and slowly approached Chu Ziyin step by step.

"Well, you know that fire overcomes ice, but that's not right. Before your daughter died, I set it off with fire!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ziyin's face changed in shock, her eyes full of disbelief, she looked at her and kept shaking her head.

"Impossible. Fire and water don't coexist. How could it be you who killed her? How could a person's body have opposing spiritual roots? Haha, forget it, forget it... unless..."

Chu Ziyin's pupils dilated in horror. She didn't dare to think any further. She reached out to the hostages on both sides as if she had made a decision.

Unfortunately, there is no one behind me...

When he looked back, the Immortal Venerable had already embraced the broken man with a look of pity on his face.

Standing to the side, there was a person hanging upside down on a vine with his face covered, trying to hide the fact that he was the young master of a sect. A human-shaped pendant was dangling.

"Why don't you continue? Do you like playing with fire?"

Meng Jiao held the person in one hand and pressed the Heart of the Sun into the person's chest, and waved her other hand casually.

The surging fire shadow rolled like a giant dragon, twisting and deforming the air, and carrying a powerful pressure straight to Chu Ziyin's face.

The guess in her heart was confirmed. Chu Ziyin's face turned pale as she tried to activate the Divine Demon Pestle to resist.

However, the demonic flame that was so arrogant just now suddenly became insignificant under the dragon-like flame.

The flames surrounded Chu Ziyin, who had to cover her face and was unable to escape from the area. She could only roll over and howl in pain.

The wounds of the people in front of him gradually healed, but a few shadows were still swimming under his skin.

Counting the horrifying number, Meng Jiao pressed the man into her arms with heartache, her eyes as dark as the abyss where he couldn't see.

Unable to hold on any longer, Chu Ziyin trembled and pressed towards the teleportation array at the bottom of the Divine Demon Pestle as if she had accomplished her mission.

"Tsk~"

A powerful vine pierced through her palm, then her arm, her shoulder...

Chu Ziyin looked at herself in horror and frankly, and began to split apart... (I'm afraid it won't pass the review, because she was blown up! Bong~)

The golden thunder flashed, and the last trace of Chu Ziyin's soul was also struck and completely annihilated in this world.

Waving her hand, she placed the Divine Demon Pestle in her palm. Meng Jiao's hand was stained with golden lightning and she slammed it hard towards the ground.

"Jiemie, just wait for me!"

The Divine Demon Pestle, which was a divine weapon just now, was now emitting electricity and cracking into irregular small cracks, and was about to fall apart.

Suddenly, an angry voice came from inside.

"How insolent! Shameful child! Were you the one who acted so recklessly in the Demon Palace last time?"

Jiemie saw everything in the Demon Palace. Looking at the familiar fire, he forgot to continue his plan. His mind was full of questions: whether the person in front of him was the one who stole his things last time!

The moment the God-Demon Pestle pierced into the ground, the forbidden stones that had been buried around the square began to collapse one after another, and explosions were heard one after another.

Meng Jiao calmly held the person in her arms, and at the same time pulled the "human-shaped pendant" beside her and took a step back, entering the barrier that she had instructed Hua Qin and others to set up earlier.

The old man who had called Tan'er before from Qi Zong immediately ran up to Meng Jiao and thanked her first, then he pulled his grandson's ear and began to question him.

"Are you really going to do that vile thing of peeping at women?"

......

At the end of the scene, the explosion slowly ended in Ji Mie's expectant eyes, and all the people who were supposed to die in his plan were now standing in the barrier without any injury.

Even before the screen turned off, the woman holding Mo Yanchen gave him a provocative and vicious smile!

Meng Jiao: Hehe~

That night, the magic palace's ornaments were shattered all over the floor again...

When the explosion died down, Meng Jiao hugged the restless person in her arms, released Xiao Zi, and immediately returned to Tianxuan.

The old men from the Dan Palace behind her wanted to catch up and ask what was going on, but before Huaqin could explain, Kang Tan, who was running back and forth with his hands covering his ears, shouted for an explanation!

"Grandpa, I really didn't do that. That was Immortal Lan Meng's Taoist partner! I really went to save him!"

Huaqin was stunned and tripped a passerby with her black foot.

"What are you talking about!"

Kang Tan covered his nose, thinking that he had completely lost face today.

"Really? Your Immortal Lan Meng said it himself. Why do you always bully me? Woo~"