The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Bai Lin looked up at Mu Qinghe inquiringly.

Master gave him a meaningful look from behind the veil, which made Bai Lin's heart sink.

...Could it be that Master is not sure?

As if afraid that his little apprentice would be wrong, Mu Qinghe slowly squatted down and stared at his deer-like eyes.

This time, the big palm hung three times, and finally landed on Bai Lin's head, and rubbed it lightly.

"I have penetrated the cracking method of the entrance to the demon world, but I need your assistance."

Need...his assistance?What can he do with his mortal physique?

Mu Qinghe stared at Bai Lin's somewhat bewildered expression and smiled slightly - probably because of his complete trust in him.

Although they were ridiculed by Mu Qinghe, most of the elites in the fairy world still agreed to participate in the war under the reassurance of Immortal Xinglan.

Although the chances of winning are slim, it is better than surrendering and being torn to pieces by those monsters.

Soon, an unusually strong barrier of fairy arts was built on the open space on the top of the mountain. I have to admit that the defensive fairy arts and spells of certain sects are quite effective. The attack of the bird-shaped monster flying in the sky.

At this time, Mu Qinghe pulled Bai Lin to a place where there was no one else, and drew a huge magic circle with his sword.

Bai Lin scratched his head, and tried his best to review the magic circle that Mu Qinghe had taught in the previous lectures, as if it didn't grow like this.

Mu Qinghe lowered his head, used the hidden magic spell to hide the magic circle, and then walked towards Bai Lin.

A slender finger landed on the palm of his hand, which felt cool and comfortable.

Bai Lin suddenly remembered that when Shizun turned into a little fox and wrote in his palm, it tickled him like this.

[Lead Mu Lingsang into the magic circle while Mu Lingsang is unprepared]

Before Mu Qinghe finished writing, a ferocious roar suddenly sounded from the bottom of the cliff beside him.

Vigilantly, he pulled Bai Lin's collar back a few meters, and sure enough, just as he left, the monster jumped up.

It was Mu Lingsang, who really said that Cao Cao would be there soon.

He was able to break through the defensive circle built by so many elites in the fairy world, which is enough to show how far his strength has deteriorated.

After Mu Lingsang saw the two of them, she first jumped into the air, and Mu Qinghe continued to move Bai Lin.

But the ulterior motive is not in wine.

When Bai Lin turned his head again, Mu Lingsang, who had transformed into a monster, tore the fairy enchantment to pieces with one claw.

Several of the Taoist chiefs who were standing in front of them were blown away due to excessive loss of internal force.

All of a sudden, those monsters that were blocked rushed up to the top of Qishan from the sky and the ground, and the scene was really spectacular.

Seeing that this group of ants-like brainless and bloodthirsty servants were about to crush the mountain, Immortal Xinglan took the lead to charge forward, and the rest of the Daoists and Immortals also summoned magical weapons one after another, and entangled with those monsters fight together.

For a moment, swords, swords and swords were seen, and there was a bloody wind, and monsters kept throwing people down, and then he was also pierced completely, and disappeared in ashes.

Mu Lingsang watched excitedly the reenactment of the scene thousands of years ago, this was the result he wanted.

These people are all sinners who killed his parents. They deserve to be torn into pieces and never have a place to bury them!

After appreciating the expressions of those pious guys before they were killed, Mu Lingsang turned around.

After a few days of accumulation, his sacrifice process was almost perfect.

"Hahahaha, Mu Qinghe, today I want to make a break with you!"