The black tiger howled miserably, its neck was bitten off, and blood poured down like rain.

Then!

Du Xuan, Du Zhentian, and everyone else were horrified to see that the black tiger beast was screaming in pain, and its huge body was rapidly withering.

Devoured.

at last!

Bang!~~

With an explosion, the mummy of the giant black tiger exploded into pieces.

And the giant beast stood proudly in the sky, looking up to the sky, despising the heaven and earth like a king. The huge evil body stood like a stone sculpture, and its expression seemed to be extremely respectful, as if it was waiting for the real king to arrive.

Startled, he looked up into the sky again, as if he had seen the most terrifying monster in the world. His eyes suddenly expanded, and his chest couldn't help but beat wildly.

people!

There are two figures falling from the sky.

Zuo Zhi is a graceful and handsome young man. His delicate facial features are discordantly filled with cold murderous aura. His flying purple hair is like lightning wrapped around him. His perfect face shape and sharp eyes give him

Sunny and handsome with a touch of uninhibitedness.

On the right, there is a stunning beauty who looks like an ice and snow goddess. She also has long dark purple hair, which looks very similar to hers. She is as bright as gelatin, her aura is like orchid, she is graceful, her waist is as plain, and her shoulders are as shaved.

Her hands can grow flowers, her legs are rippled with jade, and her beauty is world-famous. When she looked at Du Xuan and everyone else in the Wanling Sect, they were instantly filled with cold murderous intent.

This man and woman are like gods descending from heaven, and they are a match made by heaven, riding on the wind coming from all directions. The man joins hands and gently holds the woman's waist, and slowly lands on the back of the giant beast like falling leaves in the breeze.

For a moment, the whole place was silent and the scene was frozen.

"Senior Sister Zishuang?"

"It's Senior Sister Zishuang..."

Within the Wanling Sect, there were some rustling sounds and expressions of excitement. It was obvious that the people from the Wanling Sect thought Zi Shuang was their savior.

Only Du Xuan and the others had trembling faces, bloodshot eyes, and horrified faces. Their expressions were changeable. It was unclear whether they were too excited or too angry and afraid.

However, Du Xuan's face was stiff, his brain was severely ischemic, and his face was pale, showing vicissitudes of life. When he saw Ling Tianyu and Zi Shuang falling from the sky, when he saw the two masters being killed by Ling Tianyu's monsters, when he realized

When Duhen, his biological father, suddenly became silent, all these things seemed to have reminded Duxuan of something. Although he didn't want to accept it, he had to accept it, but at the moment, he felt extremely regretful and extremely angry.

But all this is irreversible.

Du Zhentian's face was full of shock. Although he felt that Ling Tianyu was only at the True Martial Realm, the pressure he brought to them was so great. As for why, they didn't know.

Instinct fear.

It's really ridiculous to say that the cultivation level of the ninth level of Zhenwu, one foot has almost stepped into the martial arts level, but they are inexplicably afraid of Ling Tianyu.
Chapter completed!