Seeing eleven assassins stabbing Mo Yin Ling, it was too late to save him. Ning Caichen's face changed drastically, and a thought was collected into the inner space by the assassin who had no sense of consciousness.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The flying sword in Mo Ling's hand collided with the enemy's cross sword, and there were bumpy serrations. The enemy's cross sword was also damaged, and many gaps appeared.

But Mo Yinling's flying sword kept blocking and was finally cut off.

In an instant, his delicate body was stabbed several times in a row, and the blood-flying sword was flying.

"Brother Caichen, you run away quickly." Mo Yinling didn't say a word, as if his body was not hit by a sword, and asked Ning Caichen to leave quickly.

Ning Caichen threw out a pair of talismans, and the overwhelming ice arrows swept over.

Ning Caichen was both surprised and happy, thinking that the Elf Mo escaped alone, but he didn't expect to leave and lurk and kill the assassin. The brave and resourceful little girl, a little man and a big ghost, is indeed comparable to the little witch Xue Bing.

Ning Caichen waved his hand and used these assassins to break through the martial arts secrets of the realm of Transformation of Gods to advance to a brand new realm, but in order to save Mo Yin Ling, he had to give up this difficult and dangerous practice of death.

A group of tits were summoned hundreds.

In an instant, the Mo elves were protected.

Eleven assassins were splattered with blood from the sharp little mouth of the tit.

Ning Caichen took the assassin into the inner space with one thought, and shot it over and hugged the Elf Mo.

"Brother Caichen, after I die, you will help me take care of the Mo family." Mo Elf Ling said as blood kept oozing out of the corners of her mouth.

"You think you are beautiful, you should take care of the Mo family. I have time." Ning Caichen checked Mo Yinling's injuries. Every sword was fatal damage, but putting it into the inner space for treatment will not be in danger of life.

"Can you still save me?" Mo Yinling was not a fool, so he naturally heard what Ning Caichen meant, and his beautiful eyes lit up.

"Yes! With me here, it's hard for you to die." Ning Caichen took the Elf Mo into the inner space with one thought.

Ning Caichen's face changed drastically, eight figures shot out from the bottom of the water, and he hurriedly ran away.

Rumble!

More than a hundred tits shot at the enemy and were easily shaken out by the enemy's palm. They are definitely very terrifying masters.

Ning Caichen threw out a pair of talismans casually, burning constantly, and overwhelming ice arrows swept over.

Rumble!

The assassin waved his hand and emitted a strong wind, smashing all the ice arrows, and shot towards Ning Caichen like lightning.

Ning Caichen found that his speed was simply incomparable to the other party. He chased him in an instant.

A pile of spiritual talismans exploded out of Ning Caichen's body, burning constantly, and overwhelming ice arrows swept over.

The tits also mixed in the ice arrow and swept over.

Rumble!

Eight assassins shattered the ice arrows and knocked the tits out.

Ning Caichen swung his sword and rushed towards an assassin.

The assassin waved his cross sword to resist.

Dingdang!

A crisp sound rang!

The bronze sword cut off the opponent's cross sword, and the tip of the sword slid towards the assassin's eyebrows.

The assassin showed a look of surprise and retreated a hundred meters in an instant to avoid Ning Caichen's fatal blow.

Ning Caichen did not fall in love with the battle, so he turned around and ran away.

At this moment, it has arrived in Antarctica, with a icy and snowy place.

The tits keep up quickly, but many tits have been seriously injured.
Chapter completed!