She didn't want to see Xiao Jinyan get hurt, especially where she could see him.
But now she only has the cultivation level of Qiwu Realm, so even if she tries her best, she can't help much.
Xiao Jinyan was aware of the gap between him and Hun Ye, and worked hard to deal with it.
He didn't know what kind of mentality Mu Chuyue was having at this time, but he knew that he could only win in today's battle. defeat He didn't mean to be someone who couldn't put down his dignity in front of his sweetheart.
Ke Mu Chuyue's two close relatives who were still alive were watching from the sidelines.
If he were defeated, wouldn't it have left an impression on the two of them that he was weak and could be bullied?
When he mentions his marriage to Yue'er in the future, there will definitely be more twists and turns.
Hun Ye didn't give Xiao Jinyan a chance to think too much.
But seeing the black mist surging, Hun Ye, who had been missing a moment ago, suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Jinyan.
He smiled ferociously and his red pupils reflected a black vortex, like a black hole in the void, intending to swallow up the peerless man in white in front of him.
"It's rare that the spirit body of the Supreme Realm has not been tasted for many years.
If you are refined, even if you cannot become the third Supreme to be promoted to the Realm of True God, there will be no suspense if your cultivation level can be further improved."
He sneaked in, looking like a ghost.
With a voice that only the two of them could hear, he breathed into Xiao Jinyan's ears, "Don't be too sad.
You died at my hands today, and it's not unjust.
Haha.
That pretty little beauty really liked me when I saw him." , after your spirit body returns to the original deity, this person will help you take good care of it."
At the same time, a coldness that originated from under the Nine Nethers was like a blade cutting through iron as if it were mud, pointing directly at Xiao Jinyan's heart.
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that Hun Ye's sharp-jointed palms were shaped like eagle claws, and the long pointed nails were faintly glowing with a faint light like gold and iron, exuding a dangerous aura from the inside out.
The distance between the two was so close that Xiao Jin had no choice but to retreat.
Hun Ye narrowed his eyes, his red pupils shining brightly between his fine and curled eyelashes, which was a sign of inevitable self-confidence.
Suddenly, the wind from his palm passed through his body, and Xiao Jinyan's living body actually emitted a wisp of green smoke with his movements.
"Not good" Hun Ye was secretly annoyed and tried to step back, but it was still a step too late.
A trace of water flowed in the void, and Xiao Jinyan's figure appeared out of thin air, blocking Hun Ye's retreat.
But with a big move from his hand, a guqin floated in front of him.
The turbulent and chilling music flowed out from Xiao Jinyan's fingertips, with a majestic sound.
A grand scene suddenly appeared in Mu Chuyue's mind, and the main hall of the Prison Hall seemed to have turned into an ancient battlefield in an instant.
Thousands of troops and horses appeared from the sky, fierce beasts and birds covered the sky, and their targets were pointed at Hun Ye, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.
Mu Chuyue felt that she was confused and shook her head vigorously.
When she opened her eyes again, she could not see the same scene as before.
Only then did I realize that everything was just an illusion.
Naturally, she would not be stupid enough to think that this was just because she was too tired.
"This music has the power to corrode people's consciousness."
Mu Chuyue was shocked and knew that she had been careless.
The spiritual attack attached to Xiao Jinyan's emotions was too overbearing.
Even with her current spiritual state, she was still involved in this situation if she slacked off a little.
This made her no longer dare to neglect guarding her mind just because she was away from the battlefield. xx4911131: