Chapter 3893: Ning Yan of the madman (1)

The little yellow chicken screamed and ran under Mu Yan to hide.

Little Phoenix and Jinwu quickly flew in the direction of Shuta.

Xiaobao is retreating inside.

When Mu Yan ate [God Fruit], he gave Xiaobao a small sip.

This is also what Qihuang said, Xiaobao is the body of the immortal, [God Fruit] is useful to him, but it is too late.

Because the spirit body absorbs all energy spontaneously without filtering.

[God fruit] is poisonous, a small amount can be ruled out by [through the heart to continue the life curse], but if there are more, Xiaobao may not be okay, but the undyed is sure to be made mad by poison dead.

Qihuang certainly wanted to die from the undyed little white face, but he couldn't bear Xiaobao's sadness and pain.

After eating a small mouthful of [God Fruit], Xiaobao went directly into the epiphany retreat.

Just like Mu Yan slept to death on the island.

Xiaobao was unconscious and had no sense of the outside world.

But Xiuwei is making rapid progress, thousands of miles a day.

Mu Yan even realized that Xiaobao's Dantian and Shihai were about to be as vast as themselves.

Seeing that Shenguo did not harm Xiaobao in any way, she also put him into the space book tower to practice safely.

He ordered Jinwu and Little Phoenix to keep it.

Only then did the space shake, Jin Wu and Little Phoenix rushed to the scene of guarding immediately.

Mu Yan vaguely heard who the sound outside the space belongs to, but still couldn't believe it.

But she knew very well that she could never stay in the space anymore.

Otherwise, as long as there is another sword, the space will be completely torn, and Qihuang, who is now suffering from a coma, will have nothing to hide.

Mu Yan quickly got out of the space, and when she saw the man in black standing not far away, her pupils shrank.

Although already prepared mentally.

Seeing the people in front of her, Mu Yan couldn't help but be shocked.

"Ningji, you are ... alive."

Ning Min sneered, and slowly came forward. With each step, the sand under his feet subsided, and a deep hole appeared: "What? Are you disappointed to see me alive? Mu Yan."

Mu Yan frowned, "How did you wake up?"

At the time, Ning Kunshan once said that the silent clone of Ning Yue's practice, once killed half-long, would have to sleep for at least a hundred years.

Although Ningkunshan's old and sly fox was full of lies.

But Mu Yan believed that he didn't lie at this point.

Otherwise, how could Ning Kunshan's cautious and suspicious nature let Ning Yue lie in the ice cave without any precaution?

Ning Yan laughed, with a mocking expression on his face: "I knew Ning Kunshan's intentions from the beginning, so when I practiced the silent duo, I already left myself a back road. When he wanted to take the house When I am physically, the cues buried in the silent avatar will make me awake, and in turn devour his cultivation, let him take care of himself, and never lose it. "

Thinking of the incredible despair expression before Ning Kunshan was dying, Ning Yue couldn't help laughing.

Mu Yan looked at his frantic expression, and couldn't help but clenched the Seven Swords in his hand.

She could feel that the peace in front of her was very dangerous, very dangerous.

His strength has far surpassed the time when he was practicing the road.

Compared to that year, Mu Yan's strength at this time has leapt forward.

Looking at Ning Yun, she felt she had no chance.

What is Ning Min ’s strength today?

Xuanxian advanced? Or the peak of Xuanxian?

"Guessing what my cultivation is?"