When did the extreme domain exist
That must be at least tens of thousands of years, right
He is still alive
What kind of strength should it have
An Emperor Beixuan is already so difficult to deal with? What's more, Mo Qingshan
…
As Mo Qingshan's figure slowly took shape.
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen.
The terrifying coercion was released, making all the monks pale and breathless.
Even those ghouls who bared their teeth and claws froze in place one by one, as if they were being suppressed by an invisible force, unable to move.
Mo Qingshan glanced over Li Weiran, Xiaobao and Fat Rabbit.
Finally, his eyes fell on Xiaobao, his expression seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and he seemed to whisper something softly in his mouth.
But Xiao Bao didn't have time to hear it clearly.
Di Beixuan had already squirmed his body and grabbed Mo Qingshan's hem, making a painful hoo hoo sound from his mouth.
Mo Qingshan looked down at him, with a hint of Leng Dai's disgust in his brows.
If he had known that Di Beixuan was such a greedy, selfish but useless thing, Mo Qingshan would not have chosen him as the biggest pawn in the first place.
But now, he still can't let Di Beixuan die.
Jun Muyan needs time, and he also needs time.
Especially after the failure of the [Beter on the Other Side of the Underworld], and the luck of the Six Star Pagoda was absorbed by everyone in Xiaoyaomen.
It is even more necessary for Mo Qingshan to recover to his best condition before he can deal a fatal blow to Jun Muyan, or the Dao of Heaven in this world.
Therefore, he wanted to keep Di Beixuan alive.
At least live a few more days to buy him some time.
Mo Qingshan raised his hand, and the [Fengshen Ling] slowly appeared as a scroll.
He wants to use the [Conferred God Order] to seal the curse power in Di Beixuan's body, and return his body time to one day ago.
Although such a seal cannot last forever.
Once the seal is released, Di Beixuan will not be devoured by the [Karma Curse] in an instant.
But what does that have to do with Mo Qingshan
As the [Conferred God Order] slowly unfolded, Di Beixuan could feel the pain in his body being pulled away little by little.
The mind that was getting more and more blurred gradually became clearer.
He was overjoyed.
However, at this moment, Mo Qingshan, who was originally expressionless, frowned, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if showing a look of astonishment.
A bad premonition welled up in Di Beixuan's heart.
The line of sight followed Mo Qingshan's turn.
In the sky not far away, a pale and frail young man was floating in the air.
He held a silver bow in his hand, and on the bow hung a sword as black as ink.
The wind blew his black hair and clothes, which complemented the five tall towers emitting dazzling light behind him, making it almost impossible to open his eyes.
The silver bow and arrow, Chu Moli.
Him, what is he going to do? !
Whoosh!
The long black arrow shot out.
Before Mo Qingshan put away the decree of conferring the gods, he had already shot the silk that had been transformed from the Zongtian holy object.
hum! !
The violent shock was transmitted from the Conferred God Order to Mo Qingshan's Sea of Consciousness, causing his pupils to shrink.
What energy is this
Curse power
No, stronger than the power of the curse? It must also be destructive.
The barrier formed by the Conferred God Order was pierced by this black arrow.
After Mo Qingshan's expression changed slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up like nothing: "You are Chu Moli from Xiaoyaomen? I heard that you are the master of Jiuli. You can become the master of a realm in the main world where Liuyin is located. , your strength should not be underestimated. But you are still too weak after all."