My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Two hundred and fifty-seventh

Luo He gritted his teeth and threw out dozens of Xuanyin charms again.

At the same time, he turned around and threw out a set of teleportation talisman array, which trapped everyone, "Go."

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom."

One after another, the slamming sound, accompanied by the wailing sound of oh yo woo, one after another.

Everyone rolled out of the talisman formation and fell to the ground with all hands and feet.

A young man shouted angrily, "Your foot is on my face, take it away."

"What's going on. Why is this rune array so bumpy?"

"Puff." Luo He vomited blood with a pale face, and looked down at the jade charms in his hands, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Old Zhuang stretched out his hand to support him, and groaned, "You immediately meditate and adjust your breath, and recover as soon as possible."

Why didn't Luo talk to him too much, he was in a very bad situation at this time.

The continuous overdraft of the rune power brought his entire body to a critical point.

If you don't recover, the power will be exhausted.

Old Zhuang got up and looked at everyone, then came to Mu Xiaoxue and nodded respectfully at her, "Miss, we need Master Mu Yang's help now."

Mu Xiaoxue was so distressed that she couldn't speak, and couldn't move, her little fingers curled up hard.

Old Zhuang nodded, said offended, and reached out to remove a blue crystal necklace from her neck.

As this space container emits brilliant light, an old man who is about seventy years old, with white hair and brows, high cheekbones on both sides, with a hint of shame between his eyebrows, floats out of it.

"Master Mou." Lao Zhuang arched his hands at him, "Please also set up a large defensive formation with hidden breath here. Master Luo needs to recover."

The old man named Mou Yang only flipped his eyelids slightly, and said with a lukewarm attitude, "Even if this master spends time and effort, he may not be able to escape the opponent by arranging the next hidden defense formation. Eyes."

"There are guardians in this secret realm. The other party knows the topography and surrounding environment well."

"Do you think you can escape with the old, weak and sick?"

A trace of anger flashed across Zhuang's eyes, "Master Mou, don't forget that you swore before leaving the branch hall to protect the young lady to the death!"

"Humph." Mou Yang snorted coldly, "I only need to protect the young lady alone."

"You!" Elder Zhuang was pleased by his lukewarm attitude.

"Master Mou!"

"Okay." Mou Yang sneered and waved his hand, "Look at the lady's face~IndoMTL.com~I will help you again."

He turned his head and glanced gloomily at the many disciples in the Shadow City.

The disciples were stunned by his gloomy gaze.

This old man has come out once or twice before. According to the little junior sister, he is an extraordinary master of formation.

It's just that the eyes are terrifying, and everyone is afraid to look at the old man.

Mou Yang stood in the middle of the crowd, swept over the people present with malicious intent, and flicked his fingers again and again, only to see a few round spars, which were rushed into the air by a gust of energy between his fingers.

A light curtain was shrouded, and soon everyone in the room.

If someone is outside at this time, you will be able to find that the aura of more than a hundred people present has all been hidden in an instant.

It's as if so many people were all sunk into the sea in an instant without a trace.