An Yu felt a very strong uneasy in his heart. When the yellow light came, he was blocked by his red-drinking sword. Whose blood was it?

When he rushed to the west gate, An Yu found that there had been a ruin, and there was no one there, whether it was the Milai people, or the Maha people, or the possessor of the treasure and the leader of the Liu Sect.

"Where are people? What was born here?" An Yu was puzzled. There was clearly a big hole in the city wall in front of him, which was two meters in radius. There was no obstacle for the people and horses to pass through, but the Maha soldiers still climbed over the city wall in the distance.

Just as he was wondering, a scream suddenly broke out on the city wall in the distance, saying Maha's words. An Yu looked at him and saw a yellow light running around the city wall. Wherever he passed, Maha's soldiers either fled or fell down the city wall.

There was a yellow light in his sight, but An Yu could not sense the breath of that yellow light: "Is it our Milai strongman? Or is it the owner of Maha's extraordinary treasure?"

When An Yu sensed that no one was watching him around, he immediately disappeared and ran under the city wall. He wanted to confirm who was on the city wall. If it were Milai's strong man, he should not have sacrificed himself in the chaos. It happened that An Yu had just stuck to the foot of the wall and smashed a "bang" next to him and smashed the body of a Maha soldier.

An Yu glanced at it and his expression changed drastically: "The face of that corpse..."

The man's eyes were wide open, his face was pale, and his skin was not alive at all. He seemed to be a mummy who had been dead for thousands of years. An Yu wrapped his fingers with his Yuanli and gently touched the skin of the corpse: "Sure enough, the vitality was sucked away. This manifestation was like using the Red Drinking Sword to feed back the Yuan..." An Yu stared at the corpse, and he felt something different: "It seems that he had sucked away more than the Yuanli and vitality! What else?"

"Go and stop him! Who will stop him!"

"The eldest prince is out of control! Help!"

"Holy envoy! Go and call the Holy envoy!"

"Where is the Grand Tutor Fengyu? Go and notify Grand Tutor Fengyu!"

The Maha soldiers on the city wall had nowhere to escape. If the towering city walls on both sides fell, there would be only a dead end. Their voices were filled with fear and despair.

"The eldest prince? Cui Jiaming? The holder of the strange treasure rush gun?" An Yu thought of the person who had fought with Sect Master Liu before: "Why did he become that kind of person or ghost? No... it's a trivial matter. I remember when he was in the Yushan Sect, his cultivation was in the middle stage of the Martial Master. Not long after, he turned out to be a powerful Martial Emperor?"

An Yu's heart sank: "If Cui Jiaming is the holder of the Qifeng Gun, then Sect Master Liu..."

When he flew to the city wall, An Yu saw only a human-shaped yellow light running around like an orangutan. Every time he rushed, he threw down a person and pressed his palms to the man's chest. In an instant, the man turned into a lifeless corpse. Even though he was born a few feet in front of him, An Yu could not sense what the yellow light was. He only had a hazy feeling, knowing that there was something restless there, and what was coming here was not perception, but intuition!

Suddenly, the human-shaped yellow light suddenly turned around, and the red eyes were like two fireballs, full of cunning madness. The fierce eyes were staring at the direction where An Yu was. Suddenly, the yellow light burst out and rushed towards An Yu.

An Yu was shocked. You must know that he was invisible and immersive now. He could even avoid the powerful illusion world, but was noticed by this Huang Guangren. In an instant, using the Wind God Step, An Yu retreated more than ten feet. At this time, the Huang Guangren fell to the position where he was standing just now, and his two fire-like eyes were turning, as if he was a little confused.

"It didn't sense me exactly!" An Yu calmed down a little: "Let him deal with the Maha people here! Luding City has fallen, and evacuation is the top priority. If the Maha people attack the Shengxian Sect..."

Thinking of this, he was about to go to the city, but two extremely strong auras rushed towards the Maha camp outside the city. An Yu looked closely and saw that one man was covered in black robe, covered in his face, unable to see his face, and his aura was strange, and he could not accurately sense that the other man was wearing blue clothes. He was a woman in his forties or fifties. An Yu recognized this person as the second-ranked Taifu, Feng Yu Mingliang, in the Maha Kingdom!

"Black-clothed... This person is the holy envoy of the Jingtian Divine Sect in the memory of Yingsheng Nishida?" An Yu stopped and suppressed his breath to almost nothing. Cui Jiaming, who held a strange treasure, needs no more. The holy envoy of the Jingtian Divine Sect must be a strong man at the level of the Martial Emperor, and his strength must be higher than that of the ordinary Martial Emperor. As for Feng Yu Mingliang, his strength is also very strong. An Yu knew that if he fought alone, he would have a chance of winning against Feng Yu Mingliang.

Two figures, one black and one blue, fell steadily on the city wall, one in front and one behind, sandwiching Cui Jiaming in the middle to prevent him from hurting others again. Feng Yu Mingliang's face was bad and full of worry.

The black-clothed holy envoy said: "Teacher Fengyu, you don't have to worry! The Prince of Jiaming will not be in danger. Haha, such a powerful force is not so easy to control."

"Roar" Cui Jiaming saw the two of them approaching, and roared to the sky.

"Don't say anything more, hurry up and do it!" Feng Yu Mingliang said.

"Okay!" The black-clothed holy envoy responded, as if he was deliberately, slowly forming a group of complex seals. However, when An Yu was surprised, during this period, Cui Jiaming only roared but did not attack the two of them, as if he was afraid of something.

The sealing method was completed, and the black-clothed holy envoy flashed, and his right palm pressed on Cui Jiaming's Tianling Cover. At this time, the yellow light on Cui Jiaming's body actually retreated like water and gathered towards the holy envoy's palm. Soon, the yellow light disappeared completely, and Cui Jiaming showed his appearance when he was fighting with Master Liu.

Cui Jiaming's expression changed from dullness to confusion, and finally gradually came to his senses. The black-clothed holy envoy took back his right hand, and Cui Jiaming seemed to have suddenly lost support. He staggered two steps and almost fell down. Feng Yu Mingliang followed behind and helped him.

"Master..." Cui Jiaming had energy and strength. Feng Yu Mingliang asked with concern: "Jiaming, how do you feel?"

The black-clothed holy envoy said in a deep voice: "You have played too much! The liberated state is too burdened for you now. Of course, you don't need to deal with people like Liu Shengxian. You are not the opponent at all! This time, you absorbed Liu Shengxian's power, went back and digested it well, and tried to break through to the level of the Martial Emperor in one fell swoop!"

"I'm OK!" Cui Jiaming forced himself to say, "If I absorb all the wandering spirits in Luding City, I will definitely be able to break through to the Martial Emperor. Let me go..."
Chapter completed!