During this period of time, Xu Lingjie saved her from danger several times and helped her recover her cultivation.
But Di Ming Jue never showed up.
Muyan knew that there must be something in Xiuxian Continent that stopped him.
Perhaps Di Ming Jue's current situation is more dangerous than his own.
Fusing the three energies for a while will be a narrow escape.
If the Void Spirit Ring is still in her hands, then Di Ming Jue will definitely surrender his divine essence to her regardless of everything.
She is unwilling to die, and she will not admit defeat easily.
But he never wants to drag Di Ming Jue into the abyss.
Muyan stretched out her hand to lightly stroke the ring that quietly fell in the grass, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Di Ming Jue, Xiao Bao..."
"If I can't go to your side... Wanwang, take good care of yourself."
Withdrawing her hand, Muyan's expression returned to determination.
She raised her hand, and the Tianmoqin appeared in front of her eyes.
[Phantom Heavy] is activated, and two identical figures, one on the left and one on the right, land on both sides of the galaxy.
The sound of the piano sounded slowly.
The triple star field was cast suddenly.
Almost at the moment when the domain was cast, the light cluster in Muyan's body seemed to smell something seductive, and rushed left and right even more arrogantly.
There was a sharp pain in the viscera that was about to be torn apart, causing Muyan to groan in pain.
The crack on the surface of the skin expanded several times in an instant.
Straws of donated blood seeped out from the crack, turning Muyan into a bloody man.
Seeing this scene, Qihuang gritted his teeth, resisting the severe pain in his body and walked into the galaxy.
The slender hands slowly stretched out, black and red energy flowed out from his fingertips, and shot into the eyebrows of Muyan's deity and clone respectively.
With the injection of the third energy, the light cluster in Muyan's body was quiet for a moment.
Then cracks started to appear.
One, two, three...
The original light group was split into four parts, which rushed in four directions respectively.
Spirit power.
Immortal power.
The power of magic.
Also, the power of the field!
The four light clusters sometimes collide, sometimes disperse, and sometimes merge. They restrict each other and involve each other, but they are incompatible.
After being separated for a short time by Qihuang's power of heavenly demon, he actually used Muyan's body as a battlefield.
Trying to annex other forces.
However, none of the four light clusters were found.
Wisdoms of moonlight-like brilliance began to spread out from the riddled body that they tossed and tossed as a battlefield, enveloping every light group bit by bit.
Penetrate, devour, absorb, fuse!
This process is slow and difficult, but it moistens things silently.
In the space, little phoenix and little yellow chicken waited beside the galaxy, circling around, weeping anxiously.
They can see that Muyan is in pain.
A tough and resolute person like her can talk and laugh happily even if she is cut into pieces, but at this time, she can't stop the tears mixed with blood.
Although the body was sitting cross-legged, the skin was full of cracks, every vein was bulging, and every inch of the skin was soaked in a pool of blood and almost twisted.
Even if there is no sound in the entire Tianmoqin space, no sound can be heard.
But they can also know what kind of hellish torture Muyan endured.
Moreover, it is not only Muyan who is suffering the torment, but also Qihuang.
His red dress has become lighter and lighter at some point.
The slender hands stretched in the air turned translucent, as if they would disappear anytime and anywhere.
Muyan never knew that these days, Qihuang was in pain all the time.