The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1688
Inside Mang Mountain, the blood was lingering, and when the mist dissipated, the entire mountain was like a purgatory.

It is no longer a fairyland, but a real deadly place, full of gloom and darkness everywhere.

Ever since they stepped onto the mountain platform, Mo Linyuan and the others have been frightened all the time.

Because the formations on the platform are complicated, it is obviously a holy place, but at this moment it is completely filled with blood.

The blood followed the lines of the formation, seeping into the altar little by little, tick tock, blood red and dazzling.

And in the center of this sea of ​​blood, there is a huge boulder. On top of the boulder, a rusty sword sinks into the body of the stone, trembling slightly because of the bloody light below.

This is……

"That is, the Sword of the Heavens?"

Yun Xinzi gritted his teeth, looking at the rusty sword in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, his eyes were red.

For this sword, they came to Mount Mang, and in order to fight for it, they shed blood like rivers.

So much so that the disciples of the Spirit Race who should have been so excited when they saw this scene, felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

Because the ones lying under the boulder were all the disciples of the Spirit Race except them.

Ruthless, too cruel...

Baishi and Fengtian looked at each other, at this moment, they believed in each other again.

They didn't kill each other, but someone was plotting them to kill each other.

Turning their heads to look at Mo Linyuan, their eyes were full of gratitude.

If my uncle hadn't stopped them, they might have...

However, Mo Linyuan felt that now was not the time to be grateful to him.

Because Mang Mountain had been reduced to a mountain of blood, the thick fog dissipated, and even the sky above was shrouded in haze.

This is not a good sign.

It can even be said that it is a precursor to a catastrophe.

Recalling his previous conversation with Wu Ling, his deep eyes turned cold.

From the looks of it, not only Mangshan, but the entire Spiritual Race is probably in dire straits.

Mo Linyuan was thinking like this, and suddenly, he found that the aura on Mang Mountain began to flow upstream, like a flood.

"Everyone be careful!"

Immediately dodging forward, he caught a steel nail that was supposed to be stuck between his eyebrows almost a second before Qingshu could react.

Silver light flashed, murderous intent everywhere.

At this moment, Yun Xinzi and the others retreated immediately and gathered their formation.

You Yun Xinzi, Feng Tian, ​​Bai Shi, Yan Feng and Qing Yan were outside, and everyone else was surrounded by them.

"Thank you, thank you uncle..."

Qing gasped for a while, looking at the steel nail in Mo Linyuan's hand, which was so close to him, his eyes were full of horror and fear.

Because Mo Linyuan's hand was a second later, he might...

Mo Linyuan didn't answer him, but turned his gaze to the woods not far away.

Under the moonlight, there happened to be a figure in the forest, looking at him across the air.

The other party smiled, and there was no concealment in the smile.

"I wanted to kill the most suitable person, so as to cause you to panic and create an atmosphere. I didn't expect that you would find out."

Holding a sword, the slender figure walked slowly towards the crowd.

"Mo Linyuan, do you know how long I have been waiting for today?"

Yun Xinzi: "Ye Xuan, it really is you..."

"Yun Xinzi, did I talk to you?"

Ye Xuan raised his hand, and a gust of wind greeted Yun Xinzi, and interrupted her questioning in an instant.

Looking at his bone-chilling eyes, even Yun Xinzi was startled in his heart.

But no matter how fierce Ye Xuan is, isn't he just one person?
Baishi: "Ye Xuan, for doing such a rebellious thing, this time, you should pay with your life!"

Feng Tian: "Together!"

The two figures rushed forward at the same time, but Ye Xuan didn't turn back and smiled.

Fools, these are all fools!

(End of this chapter)