Yun Yan cried so hard that if Mo Bianchen died here, she would be willing to go with him.
Just when Mo Wanchen was about to abolish his cultivation, a golden light suddenly emitted from his forehead.
The surroundings were illuminated extremely brightly, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.
"Oops, things have changed."
Cold sweat dripped from Hanchuan's forehead, and an aura of death enveloped him.
He wanted to escape from this place, but he found that his body could not move at all, and he felt like he was being eaten by a mermaid.
"What a prince of Jin, he actually has such a trump card."
Mu Yu was also amazed in his heart. He was the only one among the people who was not affected by the golden light.
boom…
Just when Mo Wangchen was about to make a comeback, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and a blood-clothed figure cut through the void and arrived behind Mo Wangchen in an instant.
A bloody palm struck behind Mo Wangchen, and Mo Wangchen's body flew far away like a kite with its string broken.
With a pop, blood spat out all over the floor.
The golden light on his forehead also dissipated instantly, and the surrounding space immediately returned to normal.
"It turned out to be him."
Mu Yu raised his eyebrows. This person was none other than the man in blood-clothed clothes that he saw on the roof of the other courtyard.
"I didn't expect that I still lost."
Mo Bianchen sighed, the palm of the man in blood had completely injured him, and now he could not raise any spiritual power.
In this situation, his outcome was already obvious.
"It turns out to be Elder Li of the Blood God Sect."
Mo Biehe had a look of surprise on his face. This elder of the Blood God Sect had been sent to him a long time ago. He originally thought that this elder was just a mediocre person.
Unexpectedly, in this situation, it was him who helped him turn the tide.
"Elder Li, it's all thanks to you, otherwise, this prince would really have died here today."
Mo Biehe cupped his hands gratefully.
Elder Li forced out a smile and said, "Master Cult Leader, let me protect you, and I will do my best to protect you."
"However, this elder's action is not free. I have a request, and I hope His Highness the Fourth Prince will agree to it."
If an ordinary person made a request directly to him, Mo Biehe would probably not even pay attention to it.
However, Elder Li was different. Not only did he save his life, but his terrifying cultivation also made him want to recruit him.
"Elder Li, please speak." Mo Biehe said respectfully.
Elder Li smiled sinisterly and said, "We, the Blood God Sect, want to become the state religion of your Jin country. I wonder, Fourth Prince, if you are willing to do so."
After Mo Biehe thought for a moment, he immediately laughed and said: "It's a trivial matter, it's just a trivial matter. It's just that I haven't ascended the throne to become the emperor of Jin yet. If you Blood God Sect..."
Elder Li naturally understood, nodded and said: "With the power of our Blood God Sect, we can easily wish you to ascend the throne."
"If the fourth prince wants it, we can let you inherit the throne of Jin within three days."
"Is this true?"
Mo Biehe's eyes lit up, his breathing began to quicken, and he said excitedly: "Then I'll trouble you to teach you. The sooner I can ascend the throne, the better."
Mo Bianchen, who was lying on the ground and seriously injured, shouted angrily: "Mo Biehe, if you cooperate with this evil cult, you will kill the Jin Kingdom. Stop as soon as possible."
Mo Biehe smiled nonchalantly and said, "Third brother, don't worry, even if the Jin Kingdom is really destroyed in my hands, you won't see that day."
"I will get rid of you today, and then go to the palace tomorrow to send our father, who is seriously ill in bed, to the west. The throne will be mine, hahaha..."