There are four chains in total, two through the shoulder blades of the mummy, two through his leg bones, and straight into the ground, it seems that he is going to trap him in this place.

Ling Luoyu was thinking about what was going on with this mummy, but a scream suddenly came from his ear.

"Fuck! Hairball..."

It's Feng Chenglin.

Ling Luoyu didn't care about Wuye Feng, and his figure flashed rapidly and rushed towards the ground.

At the same time, Wu Yefeng also noticed the change in her breath and his pupils suddenly shrank.

On the ground—

Feng Chenglin half-kneeled on the ground, with a blood mark on his chest, dripping from blood.

When Ling Luoyu flew out, he saw the hairball being slapped away by a giant creature.

"Xuanhuan Qilin?" Ling Luoyu's face changed in shock.

The mysterious Qilin, a sixth-level divine beast, only recognizes one master in his life. Once he recognizes the master, he will absolutely obey his master's orders and will never die.

After the hairball was slapped away by a palm, there was no fear at all. Instead, the hair was all raised and the murderous evil was out. He roared and rushed towards the Xuanbian Qilin again.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu was about to help Feng Chenglin, and suddenly noticed that the mysterious energy behind him was coming.

Leafless wind.

The mysterious energy burst out, and Ling Luoyu turned around resolutely and faced Wuye Feng with one palm.

"Bang!"

The two of them faced each other and retreated.

Feng Chenglin didn't expect that Wu Ye Feng would be attacked by Ling Luoyu, and couldn't help but roar: "Mushi, are you so blind?! How do you attack us!?"

Wu Yefeng's pupils shrank again, but he didn't say anything, but his mysterious aura burst out and forced Ling Luoyu again.

However, judging from his mysterious energy release, he had no intention of killing.

The matter was urgent, and Ling Luoyu had no intention of being pretentious with him.

The Chaos Yuan Spirit was all out and forced to Wuyefeng.

"Get out!"

Wuye Feng stared in shock, his palm was swirling, but he didn't dare to catch Ling Luoyu's Chaos Yuanling, avoided one side and turned to the ground.

"San Young Master, Fatty, listen to my advice. This is not a place for you to stay. Go away quickly!"

Feng Chenglin was upset: "Fuck! Is this your family?! You said you should drive us away, and we have to leave!"

The Xuanbian Qilin suddenly let out a roar, and a palm passed by, grabbing Maoqiu's head.

Maoqiu was not willing to be outdone, and his little claws were scratched and he grabbed the palm of Xuan Bian Qilin.

Although it is not as powerful as the one, the hairball finally has the advantage in speed. When the Xuanbian Qilin's foot was about to slap the head, a bloody mouth was drawn in its palm.

Suddenly, the pain in the mysterious Qilin had to change its tricks.

The palm wind slides sideways, sliding across the back of the leafless wind.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, Wu Yefeng felt shocked and dodged to one side.

Ling Luoyu was a little surprised: "This...is not your contract beast?!"

She thought that the Xuanbian Qilin was a contract beast of Wuye Feng, so she suddenly attacked after guarding the door and seeing Feng Chenglin and Maoqiu.

Unexpectedly, it actually sucked cold slap and attacked Wuyefeng.

If it was his contract beast, it would not hurt the master until death.

Wu Yefeng was in pain and his body staggered: "It guards guarding the prison cell!"

The mysterious Qilin suddenly sniffed the air and then immediately rushed towards his forefoot.

There was also blood of Wuye Feng on it.

It was after this licking that Xuanbian Qilin's eyes suddenly changed and became more cruel and cruel.

"roar!"

It suddenly roared at Wuyefeng.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin turned around and looked at each other.

Feng Chenglin was simply gloating: "Okay! It seems that this guy is very unhappy with you!"

Sure enough, the Xuanbian Qilin threw down Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, and roared at Wuye Feng.

It looks like that, it is a deep hatred that never ends.

Mao Qiufang was about to step forward, but Ling Luoyu stopped him.

"Hairball, retreat!"

With the immaturity of the hairball, he is definitely not the opponent of the mysterious Qilin.
Chapter completed!