After speaking, Fang Yu took the lead in flying back.

The elderly glanced at Mu.

Mu Qing nodded and left behind Fang Yu.

The remaining twenty people no longer stay, follow the flying from the eight gods.

Nympho

Fang Yu and his party soon after leaving.

The seven figures fell from the sky and fell before the gate.

Seeing Mo Tu, who was still dancing on the gate square, the face of the seven old men was extremely gloomy.

They fell around Mo Tu, released the aura together, and wrapped Mo Tu.

"In the fantasy." A elder Shen Sheng said, "Be careful, the illusion of the illusion cannot hurt ..."

"Send Mo Tu to my Dongfu!"

At this moment, a thick voice came from the inside of the eight gods.

The seven elders changed their faces, turned around, and looked at the peak of the deepest part of the Eight Sect.

That's ... the god of the prince is located!

"All the elders of Wu Shenfeng immediately dispatched, and the team of Yaochi Holy Land Team!" Tian Shenfeng continued to spread the majestic voice.

"Sect, the maiden of Yaochi ..." A elder asked.
Chapter completed!