The nine upper-class forces of Fan Changtian do not exist like allies. On weekdays, everyone is quite capable of doing everything well. Once one party’s strength drops sharply and it coincides with a major disaster, they will not help each other, but will only divide it up according to their abilities.
As for the party that has been divided up, it is no wonder that others, it is no wonder that they did not control the sect well and gave others a chance to take advantage of it.
However, when His Holiness above saw the figures of Mi Feixue and the Yeyou envoys, this thought of falling to the ground temporarily stopped.
Are these night travelers from Yongmengxiang just here?With the same mind as them?still……
The vice president also glanced at Mi Feixue and the others vaguely, and stopped talking about letting Mi Feixue and the others go first.
At this moment, Yongmengxiang, represented by the night tour envoy, is the best umbrella for Duer Academy after it was severely hit, and it can calm these people who are in bad minds.
Just as the two sides faced off silently, a green light cut through the sky and enveloped the sky. When they stopped, they could see that it was a giant bird and beast.
The birds and beasts are lifelike, with countless hair feathers with spiritual patterns, and the sharp edges make people feel tingling at a glance. The momentum is so strong that even the brilliance of the setting sun is suppressed, shrouding the Academy of Doom and everyone on the scene in the shadows.
“It’s a thousand machines.”
This bird-and-beast-like magic weapon is so representative that no one among His Holiness knows it.
One person standing on the head of a bird and beast composed of countless magic weapons is Meng Luo, the mountain lord of Miaomiao Mountain.
Meng Luo’s face was stern, her eyes full of murderous intent.
The natal weapon under her feet was also sharp-edged because of her murderous intent.
Other Venerables have either seen or heard of what it is like for Qianji Mengluo to go crazy, and when they see this scene, they are afraid to distance themselves from her and prepare for protection and counterattack.
Meng Luo glanced at the audience with murderous and angry eyes, paused when she saw Mi August, and then fixed her gaze on the vice president.
“Where is Xingyi.”
When she asked these words, her voice seemed to be brewing deep in her throat for a long time, making her especially solemn when she spoke.
The vice president pondered unanswered.
In this case, if it is said that Xingyi’s use of the rules has fallen, it will be even more detrimental to the situation of Duer Academy.
“Where is it.”Meng Luo asked forcibly.
The vice president said: “Xingyi has always done her own thing, and I don’t know where she is now.”
If Meng Luo’s gaze was actually nailed to the vice president’s face, the strong murderous intent and anger made the Vice president secretly alert, and he was already ready to face the enemy.
I saw the giant wings of [Thousand Machines] spread out, countless blades spread out, and spells and spiritual patterns enveloped the audience.
The vice president’s face was gloomy, “What is Monsignor Meng doing?””