Mu Yan was worried, but she didn't show any signs on her face. She frowned slightly in disgust and said, "These old guys are so noisy, they make my ears."

With that said, Tianmoqin appeared out of thin air in front of her.

It didn't take long for the melodious piano sound to overwhelm the shouting of Jiulishi.

The people in the Xiazhong district couldn't help laughing lightly.

Just now, they all looked straight at the other side of the "painting", but at this moment they gathered in twos and threes, and occasionally looked at the embarrassed Jiuli envoy over there.

Some people even got together and whispered, whispering about which of the nine is uglier and which is more embarrassing.

Chu Moli glanced at Mu Yan, his lips twitched.

The fingertips of the fingers pressed on the pages of the book showed a faint blood.

He turned the page slowly.

The "relaxed and cozy" atmosphere here finally made Jiuli on the other side of "painting" collapse and despair.

They realized that Chu Moli really only allowed one of them to survive.

He even didn't care if they could survive one.

However, this really has the ability to kill them.

Over the past ten thousand years, they have been aloof, able to control the entire Jiuli tribe, and make the high-ranking monks who enter the [Liang Yi Soul Obstacle] life worse than death.

They are not afraid of everyone in this world.

But only this seemingly weak young man a year ago was an existence they could never overcome.

The flames burning on their bodies, the vultures hovering in the sky, and the unreachable moon in the sky all remind them of their identities at all times.

No matter how high they climb, how many lives they control, they are slaves!

It belongs to Chu Moli alone and can never betray [Jiu Li Slave]!

...

The first person to attack was Li Yan.

He was in the middle of the wooden bridge, behind him was Li Hong, who had burned a leg.

Li Yan sprang up suddenly and kicked Li Hong's head fiercely.

This foot contains powerful magical power.

When an ordinary person is kicked, the entire brain will be broken into powder.

Li Hong screamed, and the whole person shook violently, almost falling off the bridge.

"Old nine, what are you doing?!"

Li Hong’s green eyes were red, and the ferocious look was revealed, "Old Qi, don’t blame me, I just want to live!"

After speaking, a whip suddenly appeared in his hand, and he drew it towards Lihong.

Stuck!

There was a sound of broken bones.

Li Hong let out a scream, his hands dropped weakly, and his spine was also bent.

He could no longer hold the wooden bridge and fell down toward the magma below.

And the action of divorce is like turning on a switch.

The Jiuli, who have been known as brothers and sisters for tens of thousands of years because of various interests, finally lifted the veil of brotherhood at this moment, revealing their true selfishness and brutality.

On the narrow wooden bridge, the battle became a ball.

As time goes by, in the [God and Ghost's Edict Curse], the more their cultivation is weakened.

Therefore, this battle is not like nine immortals fighting.

It was more like nine rogues pulling their hair and fighting hand-to-hand.

One person after another was either plunged into the magma or hit the key.

The people in the lower public district couldn't even care about chatting, and they all looked dumbfounded and frightened.

Only Chu Moli who was reading the script and Mu Yan who was playing the piano were still immersed in their own world.

As if not aware of what happened on the other side of the "painting".