The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Tell you one more thing."

Seeing Luo Xiaoman angry but powerless to fight back, Xuan Wulin felt very comfortable.

You know, Luo Xiaoman once subverted the ethereal world of immortality and made the demon of the gods and Buddhas terrified, but now he is playing with him and applauding.

This feeling is really enjoyable!

"Soon, I will refine the Qing Emperor's remnant soul into Poxu Pill." Xuan Wulin hooked his lips and said with a fiery expression: "As long as I take the Poxu Pill, I will be extraordinary and rank among the immortal class!!"

Luo Xiaoman remained silent about his notification and ignored it!

Because it makes no sense!

Seeing Luo Xiaoman's silence, Xuan Wulin's smile froze, "Heh, are you so scared that you can't speak?"

"I believe in him!"

"Ok?"

"I believe he will come over!"

"Puff ha ha ha!" Xuan Wulin smiled, "I have said that, he has already flown to a corner of the heart of the illusion that he does not know, maybe he was killed by the illusion now..."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

A tall figure stood in front of Luo Xiaoman.

The familiar back figure, the stray long hair, and the biting aura made her eyes bright.

"Yuan, you are here."

"You didn't die, you came here?" Xuan Wulin saw this figure, his pupils suddenly shrank, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that I have to kill you myself!"

Mo Yuan ignored Xuan Wulin, but turned around and smiled at Luo Xiaoman, "I arrived as scheduled!"

boom!

A surge of energy came over and interrupted Luo Xiaoman's conversation with Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's eyes dazzled, and he hugged Luo Xiaoman and flew out of the Azure Emperor Immortal Mansion!

"Dead!!" Xuan Wulin let out a low cry, and Shura appeared behind him, killing him frantically.

"Yuan, I allow you to use Liuli Guqin!"

"Ok!"

Mo Yuan nodded, then turned around, avoiding Xuan Wulin's attack.

He carefully placed Luo Xiaoman on the ground, and then his eyes condensed, and the aura on his body surged and continued to rise.

The next moment, a shiny glazed guqin appeared and fell into his hands.

"Liuli Guqin?!" Xuan Wulin's pupils shrank, and he looked at Mo Yuan in shock, "How can you own a Liuli Guqin? Are you the devil?!"

Buzz!

Before Xuan Wulin finished speaking, Mo Yuan plucked the strings lightly, ripples that were visible to the naked eye rippling out, flying over him frantically.

Xuan Wulin's heart tightened, knowing the power of the Liuli Guqin, he quickly took out a magic weapon and blocked him.

"Xuantian Umbrella, open it!!"

An quaint oil-paper umbrella opened, and a light curtain lit up, covering him.

Boom boom boom!

The original sound of the invincible piano was blocked, and all hit the light curtain of the Xuantian Umbrella, bursting out buzzing!

"This is a territorial magic weapon, even if you have a glazed guqin? With your current strength, it is not enough to exert its 10% power."

Mo Yuan's eyebrows frowned, then he turned around, and sat down under the sway of the ink hair.

He put the Liuli Guqin on his legs, raised his hands, ten slender fingers, and quickly plucked the strings.

Luo Xiaoman's hair was tight. Although Mo Yuan's current strength could use the glazed guqin, he was afraid that it would have exceeded his limit if he used it like this.

However, Mo Yuan didn't pause at all, a pair of sharp cold light flashed through his eyes, and he plucked the strings continuously, playing a frantic dance.