As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hanchen's figure instantly disappeared.
At the same time, the wild laughter of the Beast God High Priest also sounded in the sky. "Fu Yongheng, so what if you can suppress me and Black Mist? We've achieved our goal!"
"Retreat!"
Black Mist ran even faster. He had dissipated and had long disappeared.
"Damn it! Dark Alliance! Beast God Sect!" The Eternal Ancestor shouted angrily, "I won't let you guys off!"
"Hehehe, Fu Yongheng, we'll talk if you can find us…"
The sound lingered, but the traces of the three quasi-ancestor-level experts had long disappeared…
"Xiao Mu…" Hua Linxian's eyes were red. He hugged Mu Xuan's corpse and shouted loudly. Mystic light surged into Mu Xuan's body, but it was useless.
At this moment, the Eternal Ancestor landed. He looked at Mu Xuan and Hua Linxian and said angrily, "What are you shouting for? He's not dead?!"