After speaking, Mo Qingshan slowly raised his hand, and volleyed towards the Conferred God Order in the air.

Fengshen Ling received instructions and flew towards him immediately.

"After death, if you can see Xiuwen, tell him...I'm sorry." Mo Qingshan's voice gradually became hoarse, "If there is an afterlife, I hope he will never meet a brother like me again."

Luo Yunxiao slowly raised his head.

I don't know if the wind and sand around him is too big, his long hair is raised high.

Shuangxue was stained with blue silk, blood red flooded his black eyes.

Twelve long swords flew out of Luo Yunxiao's hands and lined up behind him.

"Mo Qingshan, I want to say I'm sorry, you might as well go down to Huangquan and talk to Yin Xiuwen!"

Mo Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "If you completely use the power of the Demon of Destruction, you are not afraid that your soul will be completely swallowed by the Half Soul of Destruction, and you will never be able to restore your nature?"

He shook his head and said, "It's a pity, even if you completely release the power of the Demon of the World, you won't be my opponent."

Luo Yunxiao's thin, pale lips slowly aroused, "That's not necessarily."

Mo Qingshan's hand was about to grab the Conferred God Order.

But at this moment, his heart jumped suddenly, and a feeling of extreme anxiety surged into his heart.

[Jiuyou Hongmengyan] holding in his hand suddenly trembled violently.

The buzzing voice seemed to scream frantically, trying to escape from his hands.

Mo Qingshan quickly reduced his mind, trying to control [Jiuyou Hongmengyan].

However, he felt a sharp pain in his palm, and then [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] suddenly escaped from his hand.

No one in this world can take away [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] from him.

unless……

Mo Qingshan's pupils shrank violently, and turned around slowly.

A familiar but unexpected figure came into his eyes.

"Di Mingjun!"

Mo Qingshan yelled in a low voice, "You weren't imprisoned by the [Conferred God Order]?"

Not far away, Emperor Mingjun in blood was standing there amidst the yellow sand flying in the sky.

Obviously, the long hair was scattered, and he was clearly embarrassed, but it was like the only god that descended in the eternal night.

High above the sky, the king over the world makes people want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

Mo Qingshan's heart suddenly jumped again.

Looking at Emperor Mingjun in front of him, there was a sense of fear in his soul that he wanted to surrender.

It's just that the fear is very weak, and it disappears without a trace.

Emperor Mingjun's pitcher grabbed the [Jiuyou Hongmengyan] flying in the sky, and shouted without hesitation: "Do it!"

Huh——!

Huh——!

The attacks one after another came almost simultaneously.

In the front is the sacred thing of the Zongtian that can communicate with the gods, cut the gods, and defend against the sky [Jiuyou Hongmengyan].

Behind them are the twelve high-level natal long swords, which envelop the most yin to evil, and masculine to strong [Ming Yin Sheng Yan] between heaven and earth.

The battle was reversed in an instant!

...

Outside the valley.

There was an earth-shattering cheer from the crowd.

"My lord, it's my lord!!"

"Hahaha, I know you won't die so easily!!"

"God, this is the first time I have seen the domain master of the Nether Territory, joining forces with the emperor of the extreme region. Two immortal emperors, the highest combat power of the two cultivating continents, who can fight one!"

"Great, Jiyu is saved! The Three Realms is saved!"

Han Chujiu stared at this scene, suddenly turned to look at Li Weiren.

"Little pervert, you said, did you design this from the beginning?"