Huang Jue took a deep look at Qing Long and said in a voice transmission, "Be careful and make it out alive."

Qinglong nodded, and immediately he let out a long roar towards the sky. The huge dragon roar made the Dongling Dynasty tremble a little.

Suddenly, a huge net wrapped up the lonely peak. At this time, Huang Jue had already taken Zhuque and Baihu out. How could Zhuque and Baihu be willing to see their masters still trapped inside and not coming out yet? He could not be so selfish and ignore his masters.

"Roar!"

Qinglong's body lingered at the barrier, and the originally ugly barrier instantly turned into an ancient illusion. Lan Qingyu's figure immediately appeared. From a distance, one could see that Lan Qingyu was very anxious, but his expression was very cold and hard.

Qinglong breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the Demon Emperor rushing towards him with his deep dragon eyes. He closed his eyes and turned into the center of the illusion.

Huang Jue looked at this scene, and he took out handfuls of black iron blocks from his arms and threw them into the illusion.

The memory ball spit out by Qinglong turned into two rays of light, one black and one white, and smashed into Lan Qingyu's head. The illusion was formed instantly, and they could no longer see Lan Qingyu's figure.

The illusion is a natural formation. Using this isolated peak, Qinglong transforms his flesh and blood into the medium of the illusion, which is also the eye of the formation, while Qinglong's strength becomes the isolation barrier of the illusion.

If you want to get out, you must break the illusion, and Qinglong cannot die!

If Qinglong died, the illusion would be broken and Lan Qingyu would also die in the illusion.

It was precisely because Mo Yao knew the power of this illusion that he was even more unwilling to accept it.

Mo Yao opened his purple eyes, exuding a sinister murderous aura. Bloodthirsty light shone from his purple eyes. He roared in pain, "Qinglong, you are looking for death! You actually set up an illusion to trap my woman. If you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yao waved his hands and huge power burst out instantly.

After seeing Qinglong succeed, Huang Jue also used all his strength to collide with Mo Yao's power at a high speed.

Boom boom!

A deafening sound exploded when the two forces collided in mid-air.

Half of the houses of the Dongling Dynasty as well as the people and land who did not have time to escape were hit by this earth-shaking force and turned into ashes in an instant.

Mo Yao and Huang Jue both retreated dozens of steps before Mo Yao managed to stand firm. If Huang Jue had not been caught by Suzaku and Baihu, he would have fallen to the ground. Even so, Huang Jue was not in a better condition. He vomited blood and was listless.

"I didn't expect that he could recover to this extent in such a short time. It's really terrifying." Huang Jue was terrified. This was not the power of the Demon Emperor. If it was, the entire Dongling Dynasty would be wiped out.

Mo Yao stared at the scene in a daze, bloody tears falling from his purple eyes. His eye sockets were filled with a faint purple light. He looked beautiful, but empty. Mo Yao also exuded a dead air, a feeling of having no desire to live, which infected everyone present.

"Little Feather, since God treats you and me so unfairly, I will no longer endure it. Little Feather, I will wait for you to come out. I believe you will definitely come out." Mo Yao murmured softly, and then he raised his purple eyes with a faint glow, "Ah, what is going on?"

Mo Yao could tell that it was an illusion, but what kind of illusion was it?

What if it's dangerous?

What if his little feather never comes back?

Huang Jue watched Mo Yao go crazy, watched Mo Yao roar, watched Mo Yao regain his status as the Demon Emperor and no longer hide.

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