Zhuge Canglan saw the head's mouth move a few times, but he couldn't hear clearly what he was lying.

But just after he finished reading, a dazzling white light flashed through the gossip. It quickly disappeared. It seemed that it had melted into the air;

At the same time, at the moment when the Bagua disappeared, the airflow in the entire hall stopped flowing.

Zhuge Canglan suddenly felt an invisible bond, as if there were many invisible ropes binding her hands and feet to prevent her from moving, and strangling her neck to prevent her from breathing...

Zhuge Canglan stared at the head viciously. He was indeed a scumbag. Just because she trapped him with a dragon-binding rope just now, he also used similar means to strangle her to death.

Zhuge Canglan immediately used all his spiritual power to resist unknown external forces.

At this time, the purple flowers on her chest began to radiate a continuous stream of heat, which seemed to turn into a blade to cut all the "ropes" that tied her up.

But as soon as it was cut off, a new rope was wrapped around it, endless, as if there was no upper limit.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Zhuge Canglan's forehead. This was not a solution. She was extremely passive at this moment.

Even with the help of the mark left by Yu Tian Xuanhuang, she would not be strangled to death for the time being, but the head of the sect has not moved yet. Once he suddenly attacks, she will be waiting for death.

No, I have to find a way, I have to find a way...

Fight hard? No, the power gap between her and the leader is too great, and fighting hard is seeking death.

Sky?

Not OK. At this time, the Sky Sword is equivalent to giving the Divine Sword both hands to the head.

Hidden weapons? Not to mention, those things are okay for ordinary monks, but they are useless to top monks.

At this time, unless a more powerful person can appear.

Yutian Xuanhuang is far away from the demon clan, and it cannot relieve intimidation.

By the way, there is also the Immortal Lord... But how can she contact him?

The head of the sect seems not to take action for the time being. He is like the hunting dog that is torturing his prey. He will not bite the prey to death, but likes to watch the prey struggle when it is on the verge of death.

At the same time, in the Demon Realm, there was an unchanging blood moon in the sky, but it seemed that the color was darker at this moment.

The dark demons, tens of thousands, knelt on the tall and majestic demon-summoning platform, looking up at the king who could not even see the corner of their clothes.

At this moment, Yu Tian Xuanhuang sat lazily on the throne, wearing a dark purple robe flowing, luxurious, mysterious, noble and unparalleled. He could still suppress such a color, and only he could wear the unparalleled dignity.

He narrowed his mystery slightly, his long purple eyelashes were slightly moved, his handsome face had no expression on his face, and he ignored the demon kneeling on the magic platform.

Since they want to kneel down, they can just kneel down and die. Anyway, he has time to waste with them...

Suddenly, he felt a palpitation, his eyes shrank, his expression suddenly changed, and his body quickly stood up from the throne and prepared to leave.

The Qingyan Demon Lord stood at his head. When he saw that he was about to leave, he quickly stopped him...

"Demon King, where are you going? You can't go anywhere now..."

Yu Tian Xuanhuang said coldly: "I must leave. I want to go to Lingxu Island. Something happened to her."

The Qingyan Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, shocked by the anxious and worried in Yutian Xuanhuang's eyes;

It has been many years since he met the Demon Emperor, and he has never seen the two emotions of "anxious" and "worry" on his face.

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Chapter completed!