Others probably won't know that the most disappointed person who saw Musaqi and the clay man might not be able to fight at this time was Mo Ye.

That feeling is like watching TV is going to a wonderful key place, but suddenly there is no signal, it can't be more sour at the same time, Mo Ye still has doubts in his heart, what's wrong with Mu Saqi, why did his expression suddenly change, and even leaked an eager expression, which is very abnormal!

Jolit, said in a cold voice, "Good scheme"

"It's okay," he said, not modestly acknowledging Mussa's angry and mocking words.

Musaqi turned around and left, his expression was a eagerness that had not been seen in a hundred years, which made the imperial royal family and others stunned on the spot, stupidly not knowing what to do, the archbishop actually wanted to withdraw, what does this mean, so what are they going to do?

"Archbishop"

Musaqi can't take care of the royal family of the Turman Empire at this time, he is just a puppet on the surface, not worth caring about, and if he dies, he will change a group of people to take the throne.

Musage, of course, knew what a bad repercussion his actions would have on turning around and leaving during the attack on the National Day ceremony, even destroying the image of the Church of Dawn and his personal image, but if he dealt with the attackers in full view, his prestige would have been great, but he had to leave in a critical situation.

Musachi had just received a distress signal from one of the Monitors, Sarkozy, who had been ambushed and was in danger, too late.

The information released by these hateful traitors was not true at all, and from the very beginning the target of the Inspectorate was not him Mousaki, but one of the other four Inspectors.

"Sarkozy was ambushed, raising the defense system of Zhongdu to the highest level, blocking all ways out, from this moment on. I don't allow anyone to come in and out of it."

Musachi gave Buda a mission order through the transmitter, and the coldness contained an angry voice, which made Buda's heart tense up, and Sarkozy, one of the monitoring envoys, actually had an accident.

The pale white mask rose, and a large semicircular bowl-shaped hood appeared above the central capital, enveloping the entire central capital.

At this time, it is impossible to say that it is a person, even if it is a speck of dust, it is impossible to fly out.

Nicolas Sarkozy is also in the central capital. It's just in the suburbs.

If Musachi wants to go to the rescue, then he has to ask the people here if they agree or not.

It was like a mud figure flowing with mud and sand stepping out. The whole person turned into a streamer and rushed to the ground and quickly disappeared, and the earth element surged violently in the rising air, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye. The hard ground was like an unobstructed ocean to the clay figure, and it could move underground at high speed at will, and then Mo Ye saw a quicksand cannonball rush up from the ground, slamming into the air. Then he made a move that surprised Mo Ye a little

Waist bear hug ~~

That's enough, what the hell is the transformation of the master battle into a vegetable market aunt duel in an instant?

The clay figure whose face he couldn't see clearly was an earth-based saint-level ability. The understanding of the origin law of soil attributes is much more advanced than that of Moyeke, at least Moye can't do the realm of using the cement floor as a swimming pool to swim unhindered.

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth rose slightly, and he felt in his heart that this trip was really worth the ticket price, just watching the battle between these two saint-level powerhouses was a big gain.

For the ink night, this card is at the peak of the one-star Magister. For magicians who may advance to two stars in minutes, as the so-called practice brings true knowledge, hard thinking and meditation are no longer of much use. Practical application, exchange and observation. It is possible to find an opportunity to break through, and Mo Ye has a hunch that now is the opportunity in front of him, and he must seize it.

The clear trail of the Origin Law that I saw just now is close in front of me, if you can look at it for a longer time and a little more, the benefits will be great.

Therefore, although the clay man's behavior of stepping forward to intercept is a bit like that, it is completely in line with Mo Ye's intentions, and His Excellency the mage silently praised it in his heart.

Mo Ye's focus on the battle between the two saint-level abilities does not mean that she has lost her vigilance to her surroundings, and the magic shield has always been close to her.

When the familiar spiritual power fluctuations appeared around him, he naturally couldn't hide Mo Ye, and when he turned his head sideways, he saw a person who was covered in white clothes and even covered his face rushed through the crowd and squeezed to his side without a trace, and opened his mouth in a familiar voice, "Miss Mo, don't you know if our agreement is still counted?"

Mo Ye glanced at Oshous who was dressed like a ghost next to him without changing his face, and he didn't wonder in his heart, 11's camouflage technology was already very good, plus those camouflage props purchased by the Star Alliance, Mo Ye couldn't recognize herself even if she looked in the mirror at this time, how did this city lord recognize her?

Thinking so, Mo Ye asked, "How did you recognize me?"

There was a look of helplessness on Oshous's face under the hood, "Hehe, everyone is running, only you are paying attention to the battle between those two and enjoying it, this is not the reaction of ordinary people"

In fact, even so, this will not determine the identity of Mo Ye, in fact, Oshous is blind, anyway, there is no loss in guessing wrong, and it will not be what if you ask!

Burst~~

Therefore, Your Excellency Mage basically does not recruit himself!

Oshous was in a hurry, Jollit was not Musacchi's opponent, and if he was withdrawn by Musachi at this time, their plan would fail, and it would only take a little time, and a little more time.

And the best person who can hold Mu Saqi back is naturally Mo Ye, who is a spatial powerhouse.

Mo Ye just watched intently, feeling a little impatient with Oshous who was chattering and affecting his own spectators, and he didn't see that this city lord who looked like the flower of Kaolin was not only stuffy (sassy) but also a chatter, in this world, people really can't look good.

"Don't you want to know where your ship is, maybe I can help you a little"

"Deal"

Mo Ye agreed, so that Oshous, who had prepared a lot of rhetoric, suddenly choked, why did he have a feeling that he had been pitted, and he agreed so happily, wouldn't it be foolish again.

"Coordinates?"

Nani!

How could there be such a direct opening, but Osius did not hesitate and handed over a small note, "This is the position of three days ago"

Three days ago, a conversation was better than nothing.

Mo Ye didn't talk nonsense with Osius anymore, and the whole person disappeared without a trace.

The two seemed to have a good conversation, but in fact, it was not long, and they exchanged for less than thirty seconds.

A clay figure hugged Musaqi's thigh, held his hand tightly, and dragged it to the ground.

That posture can't be considered a normal battle.

There are also levels between the same ranks, Musaqi's combat power is obviously much higher than that of Jolit, who is also a saint, the clay man can't beat Musaqi, and he doesn't expect to win, the purpose of everything is to drag Musaqi, as long as he is dragged at this time, after the action over there is successful, even if it is worth dying.

The clay man is determined to carry out his task, and he has the momentum of not letting go of the death, and not letting go if he can't die.

There was a cold storm in Mussaqi's eyes, why didn't he see this guy for decades and become so slimy that he couldn't shake off, and there was no discipline at all.

One attack after another landed on the clay man.

After the holy level, it is not easy for the same level to kill each other, especially the two abilities who can't pull the distance, even if Musaqi occupies an absolute strength advantage, he still can't easily break free from Jolit.

But Mo Ye knew that the clay man would not last long, and every attack of Musaqi carried a strong killing intent, and the attack was fatal, and the clay man was already seriously injured at this time, but it was just supported by his mind.

The earthy yellow quicksand on the surface of the body is getting lighter and lighter, indicating that the clay figure is about to be unable to hold on, and sure enough, a lightning flash fell, and the flickering electric light burst blasted the clay figure out completely, and Mu Saqi summoned a flying car to sit in it.

But when I just got into the car, I was surprised to find that the flying car couldn't start.

The entire frame broke off the middle and split in half.

"Aliens?"

Guessed right, but Mo Ye didn't have the will to talk at all.

The breath in the air became more and more restless, Mu Saqi and Mo Ye were not people who could talk a lot when they were fighting, and in the chaotic and noisy sound on the ground, the battle between the two was unusually quiet.

Oshous looked at the ink night that appeared in the sky a kilometer away in the blink of an eye, and faintly felt strange in his heart, how could there be a feeling of ink night being excited, was it an illusion?

Musaqi is very strong, Mo Ye's feeling at this time is excited, and she sees it again, every time Osho makes a move, she can see the trajectory of the Origin Law, she knew that there was such a benefit, Mo Ye went to find this archbishop early in the morning.

The order of the thunder elements changed endlessly with Musaki's attacks, and Mo Ye could see it clearly, although he didn't understand what was going on.

Mu Saqi didn't want to waste time with Mo Ye, and wanted to kill Mo Ye with one blow.

The thunderbolt ball with the aura of destruction completely devoured Mo Ye like a bamboo, and everyone felt that Mo Ye was probably dead, and if he didn't die, he was half crippled.

At this time, absolutely no one would have thought of how wonderful the mage wrapped in the thunderball was at this time.

It feels bad to be broken through the defenses layer by layer, but the feeling of being surrounded by the Origin Law is excellent, one, no matter how Musaqi's attack changes, there is actually only one Origin Law.

Just when Mo Ye felt right, Mu Saqi's expression suddenly changed and he stopped moving.

It's late, Sarkozy is dead.

The clay figure who had been holding Mu Saqi on his waist finally let go at this time, and the speed of escape should not be too fast.

The thunder dissipated, and Mo Ye's disguise was destroyed by the lightning, and it looked like a black stuffed animal with fried hair.

Mu Saqi threw a cold look at the clay man, "You think you have escaped, don't even think about leaving here today" (to be continued)

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