Chapter 247: Discord Meter

On someone else's territory, Muyang didn't dare to hold it up even if he was absolutely sure. The pen is not familiar with www.biquge.info terrain, situation, and various aspects. The young master of Ling Shaobai in front of him, how many hole cards are hidden on his body, I don't know for the time being.

What's more, this city in the sky is thousands of miles away from Shenzhou. It did consume a lot when casting the wings of the demon, and he was almost ambushed halfway, and there was not much left of the Qi Condensing Pill, so he had to be more careful.

In fact, before, when Ling Shaobai and Qianyang didn't notice Muyang's intrusion because of the broken barrier, the latter had already roughly explored this sky city. But what frightened him was that he couldn't see the edge.

The terrain is complex, accessible in all directions, and there are many roads. Divided into many plates, there is a mysterious power connected together, connected to each other, and the news is also extremely smooth, as long as there is a little clue, the whole city will know.

It is also because of this that Mu Yang did not dare to act rashly. Once all the people of the Wing Clan are alarmed and attack in groups, then even if they have three heads and six arms, it will be difficult to resist. Besides, the people here are so xenophobic!

In the face of Ling Shaobai's attack, Mu Yang temporarily adopted a defensive posture. I wondered in my heart, why was he so confident, and he came up to attack, wasn't he afraid that the jade would be burned?

A moment later, Ling Shaobai spread his wings and soared above Muyang. A cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe...... I expected it to be good. Muyang, the range of breaking into Sky City should consume a lot, right?"

Falling lightly on the city wall, his eyes wandered, and he undisguised contempt: "Human beings are human beings, and they will always be inferior creatures." Even if you inherit the spirit of the demon king and the bloodline of the god race, it is not pure!"

"Huh...... Isn't your purpose just the blood in me? and the stuff in me. Muyang put his hands behind his back, his spirit was highly concentrated, but there was no trace on his face.

Rat-throwing, the princess and the second egg are still in each other's hands. He didn't expect the people of the Wing Clan to suddenly appear, and things began to change beyond his control. And the aura here seems to be different, Muyang feels uncontrollable.

"Haha...... You're too self-righteous too. Boy, my Wing Clan is a noble bloodline, how can I covet your low-level evil Demon King's power? All we want is that pitiful Protoss bloodline in your body!"

This guy is really shameless, invincible in the world! The Wing Clan, but among many races, a relatively special race, actually thinks that he is very noble. Indeed, to be able to become a city in the sky by itself, I have to admire its magnificence, but this princess selling melons is really a bit arrogant, right? The power of the demon king is low? Ridiculous!

"Don't talk nonsense, let go of the princess and the second egg, if you want to seize the bloodline of the Protoss in my body, then take it yourself!" Muyang didn't want to say anything, the longer he was here, the more he felt dangerous.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Shaobai's figure flashed, appearing at a distance close to Muyang. In the next second, the corners of his mouth raised a meaningful smile: "Let them go, what do you say, they are the distinguished guests of my wing clan!"

As soon as his footsteps moved, he dodged and retreated, and Muyang had to keep a little distance from him. His eyes turned cold: "What did you say?

Unimpressed, Ling Shaobai raised his eyes and looked into the distance. With a flick of his fingers, a ray of light shot out. The light cluster dispersed, and a circle of phantoms swung in the space: "If you don't believe it, then see for yourself!"

What appeared in front of Muyang's eyes was the treasure of the Wing Clan, the Memory Crystal. Only at this moment, he had changed all the records in the hedrons. At the grand banquet, the princess, Zhang Erdan and everyone of the Wing Clan talked happily!

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, talking and laughing, and watching the beautiful performance, I am so happy! How can such a picture have the slightest meaning of being hostage? How can there be the slightest hint of being coerced? Muyang's face sank, is this all true?

"Did you see it? My Wing Clan, Her Royal Highness the Princess, and that Zhang Erdan have reached a consensus. With the superior conditions of my Wing Clan, who is not tempted? You stupidly came to save them, but you just fell into a trap in vain!"

Words echoed in Muyang's ears, and his hands were clenched. The nails almost sank into the flesh, the real picture is here, is there any falsehood? The princess and the second egg really hate him so much? United the Wing Clan, set a trap together, and let him break in by himself? His shoulders trembled slightly, and at this moment, Mu Yang really believed it!

When he lost his mind, Ling Shao's white eyes lit up. A powerful force was condensed in the palm of the hand. The afterimage flashed, and quickly attacked Muyang. Bang! With a palm hit, Mu Yang's body trembled and staggered back.

Pedaling and kicking, barely stabilizing after a dozen steps, the breath in his body surged, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Ling Shaobai sneered: "What's the matter? This can't be accepted? Muyang, the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the subversive, is nothing more than that!"

The picture in mid-air continued, their laughter, their happiness, all like steel needles pierced in Muyang's heart. Seeing this, Ling Shaobai knew that this trick was successful.

"Don't try to forcibly operate your True Qi, when I made a move just now, I had already broken into a forbidden body in your body. Once you use your true qi in vain and the air flow impacts the prohibition, your meridians will burst, and life is worse than death!"

It's not a threat, it's true. Mu Yang closed his eyes, his divine sense spread, and he found that there was indeed a prohibition in his body, and when he opened his eyes, he was extremely cold: "What do you want to do, just say it!"

With a wave of his hand, a large number of Wing Clan troops appeared densely all around. Ling Shaobai stepped forward: "I really can't imagine that I can take you down so easily." It seems that Shenzhou has bragged about you too much!"

"Let's go, sect master, follow me back to the Wing Clan Hall. Draw away your Protoss bloodline, and after the revival and growth of my Wing Clan, we will remember your contributions!haha......"

Since he was plotted and plotted, Muyang was helpless. The current situation can only be forgiven for the time being, and return to the Wing Clan Hall with them. But they are also not easy, because the shattering of the barrier needs to be repaired, enough to choke!

In the water prison, Princess Jinfeng, who closed her eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened her eyes, her face was very ugly: "Erdan, I have a very bad premonition, and it is very strong. Do you think it will be Muyang and his ......?"

"Impossible! Even if Mu Yang has changed now, with his strength, even against the Shangyi Clan, it is difficult to be at a disadvantage. I trust him, he can protect himself and get us out!"

"I hope so, but this time it feels really bad. The Wing Clan is too mysterious, and it is unclear what means they will have. And why did you go to such great lengths before? Is it really trying to win us over? Unlikely, right?"

Princess Jinfeng's mind is always more delicate than Zhang Erdan, so she thought of some doubts, but she just couldn't figure it out for a while. After a moment, my heart suddenly moved: "It can't be...... Don't be like that!"