Carry out obscenity to the end

The evil lord who was able to kill the evil lord who was able to kill the mountain gate of Qiongcang Dao by himself, who never showed mercy in killing people, and who was not soft-hearted, unexpectedly appeared in front of him so abruptly.

This is a legendary figure that has disappeared, why...

Wan Xing wanted to cry, feeling somewhat desperate.

Dongfang looked at Wanxing and Wankong indifferently.

Wu Sanguan lowered his head in shame, originally wanted to act like a hero in front of his senior, but ended up being beaten like a bear. [

It's not the body that hurts, but the heart.

It turned out that I was still the junior who needed to rely on the help of the senior to clean up the mess.

The senior brother in front of him is still so handsome and charming, his expression is still as lonely and arrogant as the moon, and his handsome demeanor is still so proud of the world.

Although Wu Sanguan felt somewhat ashamed and shy in his heart, he was very excited to see his senior brother who was still far away.

When he came to Dongfang, it was as if he had called out thousands of times. He was very natural and smooth, and he called out kindly like a family member saying hello: "Senior brother."

The answer to the mystery is revealed in this claim.

Wan Kong is lonely, Wan Xing is bitter, and his face is pale.

Dongfang nodded lightly at Wu Sanguan, then looked indifferently at the depressed Wan Xing and the two, and said very naturally desperate words: "You hurt my only junior, that's all the reason."

Mo Yi, who came back from afar, didn't hear the conversation of several people, but saw a man standing next to Wu Sanguan, who was out of tune.

From the man's body, countless rainbow-like beautiful silk threads flew out, and they dyed the sky colorful and colorful.

Blossoming flowers bloom beautifully in this void.

And that thin invisible embroidery needle is the butterfly chasing flowers, shuttled back and forth among these flowers to their heart's content.

When these flowers that were born and annihilated in the void bloomed on Wan Xing's body, it was a red hot blood-colored flower print.

One flower has one mark, and Wan Xing was soon branded with blood marks of dozens of flowers.

These blood marks are constantly destroying his body.

And that embroidery needle, which couldn't even be traced by divine sense, would pierce Wan Xing's body every time a blood mark appeared.

Although it was a small inconspicuous wound, the embroidery needle contained a sealing law, every time it pierced through the body, it would completely freeze that part of the body.

Dozens of piercings brought about blood stasis in Wan Xing's body, and the flow of aura was not smooth. After a few breaths, his strength dropped by [-]%.

And Wan Kong, the leader of the old monsters who practiced the artistic conception of space and tried to transform into spirits, met his nemesis. [

Dongfang is a legend who has just understood the laws of the space domain, and can manipulate the laws of a part of the space in a short period of time.

Wan Kong's artistic conception not only can't let him realize that everything is empty, but also makes his soul restrained, and his every move is led by the nose.

By the time Mo Yi arrived, only a hundred blinks of an eye had passed, and Wan Xing was like a shower head that had let go of the sluice, and nearly a hundred streams of blood sprayed out from his body.

Moreover, the main meridians of his whole body were sealed off, so he had no power to fight any more. He could only watch helplessly as he sprayed blood. It wouldn't take long for him to die from blood exhaustion.

While Wan Kong's body was wounded, the expression on his face was extremely painful.

In this field constructed of countless rainbow threads, there are waves of strange fluctuations.

This is the wave of Wan Kong's soul, and it is fighting for control of the space in the field of the law of the East.

And looking at Dongfang's nonchalant expression, compared with Wankong's pained face, dripping sweat, and almost tangled facial features, one can know who is in charge of this battle.

Regarding Mo Yi's arrival, Dongfang glanced at him, and then looked at him directly.

Wu Sanguan, on the other hand, had a complacent look on his face, as if he had found an organization and felt elated.

The way he looked at the appearance was slowly showing off.

It's like a child who suffered a disadvantage in front of another child, and then recruited his parents to help him, that kind of pride in showing off.

And Mo Yi expressed his admiration and admiration just right, which made Wu Sanguan smile crookedly.

Mo Yi really didn't expect that this out-of-the-ordinary, ruinous, and extremely famous old ghost of the taillight of the crane would have such a powerful backer.

This old man is so tight-lipped that he didn't leak any information, which is completely unlike his personality.

When Mo Yi was still struggling to think about the relationship between this mysterious man, a man with a strong evil spirit, and Wu Sanguan, whose temperament was so different from heaven and earth, Mo Yi let out a miserable scream, which awakened Mo Yi's mind. meditation.

"Mo Yi, it was our fault that we came here to cause trouble today, and we are willing to pay any price to make amends. Let us go, our Wanjin Trading Company used to be the closest ally, and I promise that I will never cause any trouble for you in the future , and if you come to our place usefully, we will help you wholeheartedly."

Seeing Mo Yi's arrival, Ren Ming desperately wanted to escape from the Eastern Realm, but never got rid of it at all, and suffered more and more serious traumas continuously, and Wan Xing, who was in despair, ignited hope.

Mo Yi shook his head lightly: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you. I only know this one reason, so you can die with peace of mind."

Dongfang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Mo Yi again, these words were really against his temper.

Therefore, he applauded Mo Yi's words, and his domain became more murderous. Then, Wan Xing's left eyeball was directly shot by the embroidery needle, and he rolled and wailed in pain.

"Mo Yi, don't you even care about the safety of your son Mo Yu?" Wan Xing roared sadly. [

Mo Yi's calm eyes suddenly flashed coldly, and he said in a cold tone, "What did you say? What's wrong with Mo Yu now?"

"He and your servant Xuancao have been brought back to the headquarters of our Wanjin Trading Company. If we die here, your son will also be killed and buried with him." Seeing Mo Yi's concern, Wan Xing ignited hope .

He was very fortunate that when Mo Yu and Xuan Cao were brought back to the final headquarters, people from another line stopped him from wanting to kill them to vent his anger.

Beneath her yin and shuang delicate appearance, there really is a heart that values ​​both love and sex.

Mo Yi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Xuancao hadn't found him yet after making such a big fuss.

No wonder Wu Sanguan searched all over Beicheng, but couldn't find this pair of super fat sheep.

It turned out that Wanjin Trading Company moved so quickly and took the two away ahead of time.

The only one who knew that Mo Yu belonged to his son was Wan Fu, the shopkeeper of the Southeast Region.

Not to mention the filthiness between himself and the Wanjin Trading Company, the two of them could easily be fooled by the friendly relationship between the two without knowing it.

Even if they knew about it, the strength of these two people was far from those strong opponents of Wanjin Trading Company.

This is what Mo Yi is most worried about. He is alone and worried about it. Those opponents who want to harm him can only do it from themselves.

But once there is concern around him, the people around him will also be implicated.

Therefore, Mo Yi has been secretly looking for these two people instead of publicizing them all over the world, but he doesn't want such a thing to happen.

However, with Xuancao's seasoned and considerate personality, he must take good care of Mo Yu who is ignorant and innocent like a child.

Moreover, since you have not killed me for so long, you must have scruples about me.

That being the case, the more scrupulous you are and the more you are afraid of me, then they will be relatively safer.

One compromise will result in several plots.

All forces that attempt to harm those around them will become the targets of their revenge.

Unforgivable.

Mo Yi said indifferently: "Wanjin Trading Company who owns you two old monsters dare not kill them, then Wanjin Trading Company will not dare to kill them without you two. Your words strengthen my determination to kill you. "

Mo Yi respectfully bowed to Dongfang: "Thank you for your help, senior, and I implore senior to kill these two people to avoid future troubles."

Dongfang seemed a little surprised by Mo Yi's cold-blooded decision, with a playful smile on his face.

Although cold-blooded, but have to admit, this is really reasonable.

If I could have been so cold-blooded back then, why would everyone around me have died, leaving me alone.

But, so what if I appreciate you?

Why should my evil lord listen to a junior, want to kill or let go, follow my heart, not yours.

Dongfang didn't care about Mo Yi's entreaties at all.

It was Wu Sanguan who, seeing Dongfang's expression of ignoring him, instantly realized that his brother's arrogance had broken again.

Although he was very proud to see this shrewd and ghostly disciple slumped, but he couldn't miss the business.

If my senior brother got stubborn and really came back and let these two people go, let alone my body injury was for nothing, the chaotic spirit wine in the disciple's hand would be useless, it would kill me.

Drinking divine wine at the celebration banquet was what Wu Sanguan was most looking forward to.

He coughed twice, and smiled flatteringly at Dongfang: "Brother, this is Gu Tian's apprentice, my disciple, and naturally your disciple. These people are all here to kill your brother and your disciple, absolutely not Let go."

Mo Yi was dumbfounded. It's too strange that this godly figure, who looks like the moon in the sky, is the senior brother of old man Wu who specializes in destroying people's views.

Dongfang, on the other hand, showed a sudden look.

He wondered how the younger brother, who had always been a little timid, with low combat effectiveness and hated direct combat, would be so active in this battle.

Moreover, it was obvious that the young man was the target of someone else's killing, and this junior brother actually used the nameplate of the secret technique of divine sense that he had left him to summon himself to come to the rescue.

Dividing spiritual thoughts into the nameplate is an extremely exhausting task.

This secret technique is similar to Jiaotong's scarlet forbidden curse that was planted on Jiaolun back then.

It's just that the eastern one is more advanced, it doesn't need death to be activated, but the crushed edge can also produce induction in the ends of the world.