Ning Chen landed on the ground, took several steps in a row, vomiting blood, stabilizing his body.

The sword energy entered the body, and Jun Shaoqing's blood energy swelled violently, and his body was moving, forcibly suppressing the sword energy that sprang from his heart.

"You have seen the sword in the deserted city," Jun Shaoqing said hoarsely.

"Is it very important?" Ning Chen leaned on the ground with his sword and said coldly.

"I was careless this time, and next time, you won't have such good luck."

After the words came, Jun Shaoqing stepped on his feet and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Ning Chen did not chase after him, and walked step by step to the other side of the flower with his sword, gently pulled it up, and then left in a ghost sedan chair.

The Son of God is worthy of being the Son of God. If it were someone else, it would never be possible for someone else to react.

Jun Shaoqing can grasp the Mo Jian at the last moment, and this kind of reaction ability is rare in the world.

Unfortunately, he was unable to get rid of it here. He knew very well that the Son of God was very close to his innate nature. If he missed this opportunity, it would be even more difficult to meet next time.

The ghost sedan travels westward, which is extremely fast, unlike when he comes. At this time, he is facing the direction of the sun rising in the east, which will give him more time.

At the end of the world, the first ray of morning light shone on Mu Bai's body, and then it quickly spread from east to west.

The world begins to light up from east to west, and the ghost sedan gallops, racing against time. In the distance, the dividing line between night and day continues to travel west. At this moment, it is like the world and hell, which seems far away, but in fact it is only a short distance.>

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Chapter completed!