Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

"Die, die for me!" Mu Hanyan's figure moved and appeared behind the robber. Every time the Han Xiaojian slashed, it would carry dozens of blood arrows.

Soon, the flying blood will follow their owner, dissipate in the cold wind, and become nothingness forever.

Kill God! This is the legendary killer! Seeing a tragic death of a famous companion under Mu Hanyan's sword, all the bandits were frightened and fled in all directions.

However, the ruthless killing did not end, Mu Hanyan's sword still swung out again and again, taking away fragile lives.

At this time, Mu Hanyan, all of his mind was occupied by the strong killing intention, and there was only one thought, that is to destroy...destroy thousands of creatures, destroy everything in the world!

Her eyes became blood-red too, and she couldn't see the eyeballs, she couldn't see the eyeballs, only the blood-red that was palpitating.

The killing time and time again did not release her heart of destruction, but the dazzling blood color made her heart even more indifferent. Everything that stands in front of her will be ruthlessly destroyed by her.

"Hanyan, stop! Hurry up!" Suddenly, Bao Bao Ling stood in front of Mu Hanyan.

He didn't have any sympathy or pity for the robbers who had destroyed Huayu City into ruins. He even felt very happy when he saw Mu Hanyan's slaughter, but then he realized something was wrong.

Although his own strength is not strong, he comes from another plane after all, and the strong people he meets every day far exceed the imagination of others and even Mu Hanyan. He also has a much deeper understanding of the way of cultivation.

He could see that Mu Hanyan's state of mind had gone wrong and he had fallen into a demon barrier. If she continues, she will not only kill all the rogues, but even raise a butcher knife at her own.

If she does reach that point, she will probably lose her mind completely, and even if she can regain her sobriety, it will become a demon that she will never be able to resolve.

Mu Hanyan paused slightly and stared at Baby Ling indifferently, still showing no emotion in his eyes.

"Stop, Hanyan, stop." Ling Baobao continued.

Suddenly, Mu Hanyan raised his long sword again.

"Hanyan, don't kill again, stop it." Ling Baobao looked at Mu Hanyan's blood-red eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.

In those eyes, there was still not the slightest wisdom at all, and the devil in Mu Hanyan's heart was more serious than he had imagined.

"Die, die for me..." Mu Hanyan muttered, and the long sword slashed towards Mu Hanyan.

"No, Lord Master!" Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe exclaimed in unison.

I began to see Mu Hanyan killing those gangsters. They were as eager as Ling Baobao. They were still wondering why Ling Baobao wanted to stop him. By now, they realized it was not good.

The master priest's heart was obviously occupied by the killing, and he even raised a long sword to his best friend.

If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous.

However, Mu Hanyan's eyes were murderous, and the long sword in his hand was still cut at Baby Ling.

"Baby Ling, go back!" Seeing that they couldn't wake Mu Hanyan from the killing, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe could only shout to Babe Ling.

"Hanyan, don't kill anymore, stop, stop..." Ling Baobao was soaked in cold sweat, but didn't take a step back, persuading him in a low voice.

However, the long sword still fell without a sword, and the cold sword light seemed to pass through everyone's heart!