Muyan took a deep breath, her eyes were stained red like blood, her voice was hoarse, but extremely firm: "No, since I chose for nothing, I won't regret it."
At this moment, a loud, earth-shattering noise erupted from under the Gate of Heaven not far away.
Others couldn't understand this battle clearly, but Muyan knew it clearly.
Mo Qingshan's clone exploded.
Ling Yusheng held the pen written in the Fengshenling in his hand.
A space gap allowed him to slowly open it.
At this point, Ling Yusheng had already vomited blood and his eyes burst out.
The excessive utilization of the domain made his brain seem to explode at any time.
His hands didn't even have the strength to throw the pen from Fengshen Ling into the space secret box.
The next moment, Yun Ruohan's hand grabbed the penholder of Fengshenling.
Immediately following were Qin Jiu's hand, Leng Yumo's hand, and Lan Luoyu's hand.
One hand after another, Ling Yusheng held the Fengshen Ling together, and then sent it into the space secret box.
boom!
Almost at the same time, Mo Qingshan's avatar, which was sealed in the domain space to dominate the scroll of the God's Order, finally broke free from the confinement, and came to Ling Yusheng in an instant.
Muyan didn't hesitate anymore, her body flew out like a bolt of lightning, and appeared in front of Ling Yusheng in an instant.
boom!
The long sword intersected with the scroll, making a loud noise.
Behind him, Zizijian fanned out.
On each sword, there seemed to be a pair of hands as white as jade gently holding it.
Mo Qingshan took a step back, glanced at the bottom, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Before I was still a woman's benevolence, it was difficult to become a big weapon, but now, it's my petite body. Already!"
His face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
The cyan clothes wrapped around the slender and thin body, and the clothes were blown by the wind, making a fluttering sound, and there was an illusory feeling that the clothes would be blown away by the wind at any time and disappear into the world.
Mo Qingshan's avatar is the same as Muyan, it is also an avatar that condenses three souls.
The strength is great, but once it is damaged, the strength will be greatly damaged.
But Xiaoyao son finally destroyed one of his avatars in a way that was almost self-destructive.
Forcibly dragging his strength to confront the stubborn Muyan.
Mo Qingshan smiled lightly, and the scroll in his hand shook slightly, gradually turning into a sword.
This sword is simple and unpretentious, and it doesn't catch the eye.
Mo Qingshan took the sword in his hand, but showed a somewhat nostalgic look.
"[Qing Ming Sword], this is my virginity magic weapon, but now I have almost forgotten what I look like?"
Afterwards, Li Liyin gave him the Fengshen Token and Yinshen Token.
However, he didn't use them as magic weapons, but as the channel between him and Maoyin.
Mo Qingshan especially likes to use the Fengshenling drawing paper and brush to write down the book, and then let the Fengshenling send it to Li Li to speak.
At that time, Li Liyin also liked his Qingming sword.
The maiden magic weapon of the Immortal Emperor of Yin and Yang does not need to be cultivated, it is already strong enough.
However, he always likes to hold it in his hand, and use his divine power to brush against the sword body little by little.
The female magic weapon is connected with the soul.
Mo Qingshan feels the deep-rooted warmth and deep-seated itching all the time, happiness and peace, and he hopes that this kind of life will never end.
Afterwards, the sound of Li Xing disappeared.
In order to refine his body into a Rakshasa that is like a puppet, and to increase his strength, he incorporated the maiden magic weapon, the Qingming Sword, into the Conferred God Order.
It was as if his personality, good quality and happiness were all sealed together.