"Master! Master...how are you? What kind of monsters are these!?"

This horrified cry sent shivers down the spines of Mu Chiyu and everyone else. Even Qin Yichen was stunned. He turned around and realized that it was a disciple of Mu Xinggong who was using the messenger treasure to contact Fang Ziliang.

"Senior Brother, I, I was afraid that Senior Uncle Fang would not help us, so I sent word to Senior Brother Ziliang..."

The Mu Xing Palace disciple who was holding the messenger jade looked frightened, but Mu Chiyu saw it, closed his eyes tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief. The exclamation just now almost scared him out of his wits. It turned out to be a false alarm.

One game.

But just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Mu Chiyu suddenly shook up, and the panic in his expression became even more intense.

"Wait a minute..."

Mu Chiyu looked at his messenger gem. He was asking Uncle Fang, the master of the Underworld Palace, for help. But listening to Uncle Fang's roar full of pain and anger just now, Junior Brother Ziliang, something has obviously happened...

But Fang Ziliang, who was interrogating them now, was shouting that something had happened to Uncle Fang!

"You monsters, no, don't come here... Master, you, you don't want to die!"

The disciple of Mu Xing Palace was holding the messenger jade in his hand, trembling and not daring to move, as if he would be shaken out of his wits if he made a random move.

This, what on earth is going on?

"It's so evil..."

The ancestor of the Blood Infant bared his teeth. If it were normal times, he would not be afraid of killing all the two palaces, but this summons.

"Ask your uncle, he was crying in mourning just now. What happened to his disciple? There is always a clue whether he is dead or alive!"

The ancestor of the Blood Infant ordered, but Mu Chiyu didn't even respond at the moment. This was the urging of the guy he selected as cannon fodder. He didn't even think about refuting, but asked the messenger Baoyu in a trembling voice: "Uncle Fang

, what happened to Junior Brother Ziliang?"

After hearing the news, Baoyu Zhong, Fang Yangshu had not yet come out of his grief and anger: "Ziliang, he, they are all dead..."

"Chiyu, listen to me, we are from the same sect after all. Ziliang and the others have already died. If you also die here, I..."

"The treasures I prepared can still last for a while. Just wait for me. I'll go find you. Let's meet up first!"

Mu Chiyu was stunned for a while. Even the death of his fellow student Fang Ziliang made him forget his grief and anger. Even at this moment, he only heard another disciple of Mu Xinggong who was responsible for contacting Fang Ziliang burst into mourning with the messenger jade in his hand.

wailing.

"Master!"

"Run! Run! You all come with me! Let's meet up with Mu Xing Palace!"

This mourning cry was full of panic, as if they were running for their lives in the dark night. However, compared to Fang Ziliang on the other side of the summons, it was the disciples of Mu Xing Palace who were actually dripping with cold sweat!

"Didn't Senior Uncle Fang say that Senior Brother Ziliang is dead?"

Mu Chiyu was trembling all over. After hearing the message from Master Fang just now, Ziliang and all the fellow disciples of the Underworld Palace should have died.

But why can Fang Ziliang’s voice still be heard in the messenger jade!?

"Senior Brother Ziliang, what's wrong with you?"

The disciple holding the messenger jade couldn't help but ask. Fang Ziliang panted and said in a trembling voice: "Master has died. There are terrible things in the dark night... It's so terrible!"

"Follow me quickly! Where is Senior Brother Mu? Master gave me the antlers. I should be able to hold on for a while. I will join you! Let's find a way to escape together!"

Uncle Fang is dead?!

At that moment, the more than 20 disciples of Mu Xing Palace felt that their scalps were about to explode, and every hair on their head stood on end!

If Master Fang dies, then who is the voice in Senior Brother Mu Chiyu’s message to Baoyu?

Moreover, Uncle Fang in Senior Brother’s summons to Baoyu clearly meant that many disciples in the Dixing Palace were dead!

But why did Senior Brother Ziliang from Dixing Palace say that it was Senior Uncle Fang who died!?

All the disciples in Mu Xing Palace were frightened out of their wits, and Mu Chiyu couldn't figure out who was telling the truth?

Among them, one side must be lying!

And the voice lying on the other side clearly sounded like that of their fellow disciple, but what kind of monster was it?

"Gudong..."

There was a stirring in Mu Chiyu's throat, and there was another most terrifying possibility, that is, Uncle Mu and Junior Brother Ziliang were both dead!

But where did the voice in the message Baoyu come from?

At this moment, even Qin Yichen and the others looked at each other with unspeakable fear. Although their strength far exceeded the two major palaces, the problem was that Fang Yangshu, the master of the underground palace, was also a genuine emperor-level powerhouse!

"It's over! I told you a long time ago that you can't come to this damn place! I just lied to you idiots! You really believe it!"

The Blood Infant Ancestor couldn't help but curse angrily. He looked around at the dark night and felt that the branches of the towering ancient trees were swaying in the night wind like ghosts, trying to tear them into pieces.

The ancestor of the Blood Infant was also frightened in his heart. He was not afraid of the two palaces in head-to-head confrontation, but the voice in the messenger gem made him even scarier than facing Fang Yangshu directly!

"Chiyu, you are behind my uncle! Hold on! I will be there in a moment! Don't move without permission!"

At this moment, Mu Chiyu was shaking extremely as he held the communication gem in his hand. He felt that this was not Uncle Fang coming to join them, but the devil in the night, coming to seek their lives.

"Master, uncle, don't come here!"

Mu Chiyu was trembling, but the messenger jade in his fellow disciple's hand was still making the sound of Fang Ziliangcang running away in panic.

"Senior Brother Chiyu, where are you? Can you shoot a divine power to confirm your position! Let's meet up quickly! I'll go find you!"

The disciple of Mu Xing Palace screamed in fright and flew away the messenger jade. The sound of Senior Brother Chiyu was like calling a soul and made Mu Chiyu's scalp numb. After all, he was also the Great Perfection of the Emperor. At this moment, he actually had both hands.

My legs were shaking and I couldn't even maintain my power.

"Senior Brother Chiyu, where are you? I'm here to find you!"

"Turn off the communication treasure!!!"

Mu Chiyu was almost going crazy with fear. He seemed to have turned his fear into a roar, ordering his fellow disciples to ignore the voice that sounded like an evil ghost demanding life.

"S-Senior Brother... I have already thrown away the communication gem!"

However, the words from the fellow disciple behind him made Mu Chiyu almost collapse to the ground with fright. His neck twisted stiffly. Just now, Baoyu who was summoned had indeed been frightened and thrown to the ground. After losing his divine power, Baoyu

It is impossible to subpoena him again.

However, Fang Ziliang's urgings continued to come from the messenger jade that rolled down at his feet.

"Senior Brother Chiyu, where are you! It's too dark here! Master's treasure can only illuminate a few feet in a radius! You should quickly show your power so that I can confirm the position!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!