The white-clothed god sat upright on the clouds and suddenly floated towards the snow-clothed mound.?          ?

The demon soldiers naturally tried their best to stop him from approaching, but this man was too powerful. Anyone who approached him was shocked by the sound of the piano before he could make another move and turned into ashes in the air...

"Ancestor of Demons? Why not show up to fight me?" The man in white spoke, his voice like Kunlun cold jade, jingling in the wind.

Xue Yimo's face turned pale. She didn't speak, but still activated the strings and played a killing sound to block his approach.

Her dark blue sound wave hit him, and before it could hit him, it was bounced away by the barrier around him. He moved to this side faster and faster. It seemed that he wanted to break her sedan chair and see the true face of the Demon Ancestor...

No one in this world has ever seen the true face of the Demon Ancestor, and even Xueyimo has never seen it.

She watched the man in white get closer and closer-

He is about to see her!

Does he still recognize her?

Do you recognize the little fox who once liked his flute so much but was almost eaten by him?

Her eyes were amazingly bright!

Although she knew that as long as he got close to this sedan chair and broke the sedan chair, her death date would come, she was still secretly looking forward to it...

"Zheng!" Xuan Boqin's string broke!

She was no match for the opponent's Qinyin, her body shook, and bloodlines flowed from the corners of her lips-

Xue Yilan next to her suddenly rushed over, risking being hurt by her zither sound, and rushed to her side, snatching Xuan Boqin on her knees.

Xue Yimo obviously didn't expect Xue Yilan, who had always trusted, to attack her. She was concentrating on her and actually caught Xue Yilan's Taoer. Not only did he snatch the piano away, but his acupoints were also sealed!

"Momo, take care!" He only said four words, and suddenly a palm broke through the roof of the sedan chair, and rushed out like a flash of fire...

Xue Yimo suddenly opened her eyes wide. She wanted to get up, but the acupoint was lit for a while and she couldn't get up.

Watching Xue Yilan jump away from her side, pretending to be her and meeting the white-clothed god...

She heard Xue Yilan laughing loudly: "I didn't expect that there are music experts in the fairy world, so I will come and experience it..."

He is not his opponent!

She has half of the power of the Demon Ancestor and has no way to survive when she faces this white-clothed god, let alone Xue Yilan, who has only practiced the piano rules for decades?

Xue Yimo was shocked and angry. She opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but she couldn't shout it out...

He will die! He will die when he faces that person!

Xue Yilan! Lanshan! You can’t die! You must not die...

Xue Yimo's body began to shake, and she desperately rushed into the acupoints.

"Silly child." A voice sounded from her ears. Xueyi froze and her eyes turned around desperately: "Demon Ancestor!"

Before she could make any other moves, a gust of wind suddenly broke out on the ground. The sedan chair she was sitting in swirling out of thin air and fell into a huge vortex that suddenly appeared in the air...

Ning Xuemo finally realized that everything she saw seemed to be based on the perspective of this Xueyimo, because when the sedan chair was swept into the whirlpool, her eyes were also spinning in front of her-

After the world was dizzy, she calmed down and now the scene has changed.

The dark forest, the dim sky, the poisonous fog of colorful miasma, and the dark hall.

It is a common scene in the Demon World that Ning Xuemo dreams.
Chapter completed!