Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Jun Moyan will come to me." Wen Xiaoai stared at him angrily.

"I know, so I will meet him now, you stay here obediently."

"You are not his opponent."

"Are you worried about me?" Nie Jiuque smiled.

Wen Xiaoai tilted his head to one side, not looking at him.

"I just don't want to see Jun Moyan killing for me."

Nie Jiuque's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched, and he looked at this face that was exactly the same as Shang Ying, but kept saying merciless words to him, his heart twisted like a knife.

He gritted his teeth, turned and left, his messy pace was constantly accelerating, as if desperately fleeing from something that scared him, embarrassed.

He seemed to be drained of all his strength, stumbled, struggling, and almost fell several times.

He supported the tree trunk with one hand and stabilized his about to fall body in time.

The fingers slowly retracted, the fingertips grabbed off the bark, and finally clenched into a fist.

"what……"

A heart-piercing roar, the dust that was shocked...

Devil

A majestic spiritual power with a devastating aura crushed the entire demons to bleed from the seven orifices, and fell to the ground in patches.

The blood stretched all the way to the outside of the hall, and the wailing was endless.

A beast-like roar resounded through the clouds, and the murderous aura directly shook the hundreds of demon soldiers who were holding on outside the hall.

There was a sound of body hitting the ground, and the corpses outside the hall were everywhere.

There was another roar, and the powerful spiritual power rushed towards the hall with an unstoppable force, seeming to overturn the hall.

With a few breaths approaching, Mo Yu, Qin Ming, Gua Yue, and Ye Yin from the four great guardians appeared in time, and they all moved to block the hall.

When the spirit power collided, Mo Yu flew upside down.

Although the hall behind them escaped a catastrophe for a while, it was also ruined.

Mo Yu stabilized and flew back to the outside of the main hall, watching the people descending from the sky with the murderous aura, they all bowed their hands and paid respect.

"I don't know what it means for Master Soul to break into my Demon Realm and seriously hurt my members of the Demon Race."

It was Mo Yu who spoke.

"Where is Nie Jiuque?!"

"I don't know why Master Soul is looking for the Lord?"

"In the time of a stick of incense, if he doesn't return the wife of this seat, today is the burial day of your entire demon world." Jun Moyan said, the spiritual power and murderous aura of the whole body soared instantly.

The powerful spiritual force made everyone present breathless, and the internal organs seemed to be squeezed together.

"...The Demon Lord is not here."

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty.

"There is a way for him to show up in this seat." Jun Moyan said, with a murderous aura of ruining the world, step by step towards Mo Yu.

The atmosphere, tense,

The **** battle is on the verge.

"You are a spiritual creature conceived from heaven and earth, how can you kill indiscriminately."

As soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, his body was taken into the air by a wave of spiritual power, and his neck was strangled by an invisible big hand.

"What this seat does is nothing to do or not, only thinking and not wanting."

Words and sentences, thrilling.

Jun Moyan looked at Qin Ming, and while speaking, he tightened the hand that was holding Qin Ming's neck.

Qin Ming could not fight back.

Mo Yu flew up and rushed towards Qin Ming, while Ye Yin and Guayue rushed towards Jun Moyan.

However, they couldn't even get close to Jun Moyan.

Just when Qin Ming was about to be strangled alive, a black figure suddenly appeared, saving Qin Ming from that hand.

Rather than saving, it's better to say that it was Jun Mo Yan Fang.

"The Lord..."