Li Weiran rolled his eyeballs, revealing a pure and harmless smile: "Yes, this was originally Di Ming Jue's idea. From the beginning of letting me fake my death to lead Di Beixuan to reveal his true face, to following Di Beixuan's touch When I arrived at Mo Qingshan's lair, I knew that I couldn't defeat Mo Qingshan alone, so I asked Luo Yunxiao for help. Every step was calculated by Di Ming Jue. Mozun, do you see clearly now? Ming Jue is such a scheming, deep-rooted, despicable and shameless villain, you must not marry Muyan to him lightly!"
Han Ye rolled his eyes, "Li Weiran, don't waste your shit there, you must have devised all these schemes! Your Majesty has always only used scheming, so beating around the bush like this is not his style at all. "
As for Luo Yunxiao, he was even less likely to act like this.
Han Chujiu narrowed his eyes, looked at the scroll in his hand, and suddenly said: "Should we also add that kid named Chu Moli from Xiaoyaomen? Needless to say, this series of death bombings must have been designed by you! "
Li Weiran chuckled lightly, neither answering yes nor no.
He just looked at the battle situation displayed by the mirage stone.
…
This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.
If it weren't for the [Rock Curse] that strengthened the protective formation, the entire Extreme Region would have already been turned into ruins by the aftermath of the energy storm.
The dark clouds in the sky became heavier and heavier, and the golden lightning became denser and denser.
Originally, there was only lightning on Xiuxian Continent, neither thunder nor rain.
But at this time, for some unknown reason, fine and dense light rain fell from the sky.
And this is not ordinary rain, but [acid] that can corrode the aura and flesh of all things in the world.
Although the toxicity of this acid is not strong, it will not cause any harm to immortals above the golden immortal level.
But there are still many imaginary immortals in Xiuxian Continent, even ordinary people, and low-level spirit beasts.
These creatures couldn't resist the attack of [acid], so they could only hide in houses and barriers.
I'm afraid they will suffer a lot.
Everyone realizes that disaster is like a sword hanging over their heads, and it will fall anytime and anywhere.
And that battle in the barrier may have sealed the final fate of mankind.
In the end, the enchantment strengthened by the [Rock Curse] also began to crumble.
The surrounding air became bitingly cold.
Even if they are high-ranking monks, every drop of acid that falls on their bodies will bring a biting cold.
Most importantly, as the battle inside intensifies.
The mirage stone inside has long been powdered by sword energy, and people outside the valley can no longer see the battle inside clearly.
But even so, seven days and seven nights passed, but no one chose to leave.
…
within the enchantment.
Mo Qingshan raised his hand and pushed away Luo Yunxiao's natal long sword.
The pen in his hand quickly sketched in the air.
A talisman is drawn in the air, suddenly forcing Di Ming Jue, who is approaching him, to retreat tens of meters away.
Luo Yunxiao and Di Ming Jue's clothes are already stained red with blood.
The divine power in the whole body is sometimes weak, sometimes violent, as if it will collapse at any time.
But Mo Qingshan's situation is not much better than theirs.
His hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to draw a complete stroke.
The expression on his face also changed from being agile to becoming stiff like a puppet.
Cracks appeared on the originally smooth skin on his face.
It was as if there were countless crimson spider silks crawling all over his face.