Devouring The Heavens
432 Thousand Spirits (33)
The killer Douzong was terrified and shivered:
"Brother Mo, how can you start with the same door, the woman named Su Mei will die if she dies, and we haven't killed her at all!"
"Su Mei saved Xuanyuan, my sister, she likes Xuanyuan very much, I want to see who Xuanyuan is, follow him all the way, but neglect here, it is you who ordered people to chase Xuanyuan, it will lead to If such a result occurs, it would be enough to chase down Xuanyuan. Now Xuanyuan rescues my sister. You dare to chase him down. Your end can only be death." There was no movement, and I saw that the killer Douzong was cut in half from the middle and died instantly.
"Never, you can’t kill me, I’m just ordered to act. Even if you kill me, the master will send more people to kill Xuanyuan. If you let me go, I will definitely make this clear. Killing Xuanyuan alone will never harm your sister." The Douzong of the Yin family is pale, he knows best, but in front of Douhuang, even if he has reached the peak of Douzong, he has no chance at all, let alone is Like Mo Jue, the killer Emperor who has struggled from countless life and death trials is more terrifying than the ordinary Emperor. The most important thing is that Mo Jue is definitely a fairy-level supernatural power in the practice of reincarnation.
"Xuanyuan is a good person. He will not bully the weak and protect the weak. Such people should not die. Now that he has the important task of taking care of my sister, he can't die anymore. I don't want to see it again. My sister was hurt again, so the dead person can only be you." Mo Jue's voice was cold, and suddenly countless cold lights flashed over. This Yin Family Douzong was suddenly slashed to pieces, with killer Douzong, killer Douwang these The corpses were destroyed in an instant, and turned into the most void existence, leaving no trace.
Mo Ju looked in the direction of Xuanyuan's escape, holding a black and white dagger in his hand, and the white blade was stained with a scarlet blood.
"Thousand Fantasy, it seems that my life is destined to only be with you."
Mo Jue's back was very lonely, and he sighed. The dagger in his hand, called Qianxian, suddenly turned into nothingness.
No one can disappear into this sky.
Holding his Mo Moxuan, Xuanyuan fled all the way, only to find that there were no more soldiers to chase. At this moment, Xuanyuan was in the boundless, vast sea and sky.
The blue sea at the moment is clear, and the rippling scenery of that day is gone.
"It seems that someone has intercepted the person who chased you." The greedy old man smiled happily: "Finally, now, I have recovered to the strength of the Emperor."
Xuanyuan rolled his eyes, and the old man was too troublesome. It took so long to recover his strength. Xuanyuan felt that the grudge in his body also consumed a lot, immediately on a small island less than ten meters in the vast blue sea. After falling down, Xiao Mo, who was in his arms, slept peacefully and peacefully.
"Who will help me kill those killers?" Xuanyuan frowned.