"It's not the descendants of the Mo family who are the container of the [Shen Tong Ling], it's not the half-destroyed soul that has been trapped by the [Red Dust Tribulation], and it's not the [Heavenly Disaster] that I can control and activate anytime and anywhere."
"If you want to open the [Gate of the Firmament] to the main world where Liuyin is, the most important link is the main body of the world-destroying demon Qihuang. Ten thousand years ago, I missed this step."
"Qihuang is now in the body of the little divine musician. Once he escapes again, my whole plan will come to naught like it was ten thousand years ago. You think I will not do anything and let her be in a place that I can't control. place?"
Di Ming Jue's blue eyes have turned red.
He stared at Mo Qingshan, hissed: "What do you want to do to Muyan?"
There was no expression on Mo Qingshan's face, and he said lightly: "Isn't it obvious what I want to do? I want to kill her before Huangquanguo is fully absorbed by the little divine musician, and take out the body of the Tianmoqin from her body." .”
"This matter is not simple. The little divine musician is blessed by heaven and cannot be killed easily..."
When Jun Shitian heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, ignoring the pain that was tearing his soul.
Suddenly turned around and was about to leave.
However, a dazzling light soon lit up on the [Fengshen Order].
The golden thread wrapped around Jun Shitian's body, suddenly dragging him down from the sky and throwing him on the ground.
When the rules of the [Conferred God Order] are written.
Within the scope of Mo Qingshan's domain, no one can resist him at all.
"Yanyan... Mo Qingshan, you dare to hurt my daughter! I will never let you go!"
Mo Qingshan's expression is still indifferent, as if thousands of years of ice, without human emotion.
"I know how difficult it is to kill that little divine musician, so I've been waiting for this opportunity."
His gaze swept over Li Weiran, whose face was pale, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead: "You thought it was you and Di Ming Jue's tricks that led me here. How do you know that I'm just following the tricks for the sake of convenience?" It is to bring all the support and protection around the little divine musician here."
Li Weiran bit her lower lip tightly, her hands tightly clenched into fists.
The ice blue pupils were also stained with scarlet.
Mo Qingshan opened his hands slightly, and saw that the original wound on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The red spider web cracks that originally covered the face also disappeared without a trace.
His eyes regained their agility, and a faint smile was drawn on the corners of his mouth.
"Only when Qihuang's body is weakened, my strength will increase without limit. It seems that my strategy has finally succeeded."
Li Weiran raised his head to look at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Di Beixuan and Sunglasses are all here, and those under your command, I will let the people of Fen Tian watch. In this world, who else can deal with the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao at the same time?" ?”
The seven sons of Xiaoyao only have the cultivation base of Xuanxian.
But are they ordinary Mysterious Wonderland
Li Weiran had never seen any Tianjiao who was stronger, more terrifying, and more invincible than these seven people.
Even if it is an immortal, it is easy to defeat these seven people.
But it is extremely difficult to kill them.
Mo Qingshan glanced at him, "If you want to know, then I will let you all know."
He raised his hand, and dozens of small wooden figures flew out.
After the infusion of divine power, a dazzling light radiated from the wood carving, and a figure gradually appeared.