Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3219 At least still alive
Not long after, an old man appeared in everyone's sight.

"Who are you?" Mo Xian frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, Mo Xian, I'm here to pick up Miss Qiantong!" The old man said with a smile.

"What are you doing taking her back now?" Mo Xian frowned even more.

"We don't have much time left, shouldn't Ms. Qiantong be with her family, and the patriarch of my clan has something important to explain!" said the old man.

"Qiantong, do you want to go back?" Mo Xian frowned slightly. Yin Qiantong was also taken away in the Wuji Sea back then, and now he is going to be taken away again.

However, he couldn't refute the other party's remarks, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Yin Qiantong gritted her teeth tightly. To be honest, she didn't have much affection for that place, but after all, there were her family and countless clansmen there.

If there were any problems, she couldn't sit idly by.

"I understand!" Mo Xian nodded, "You can take her away, but if she has any problems, you Ethereal Race will have to pay a huge price."

He couldn't before, but now he can say this with confidence.

"Don't worry, little friend Mo Xian, Miss Qiantong is the heir of our clan, I think we should be more worried about her safety than you!" the old man said lightly.

Mo Xian nodded, and gently hugged Yin Qiantong.

"Miss, let's go!" The old man made a gesture of invitation.

Yin Qiantong moved and came to the old man, then turned around and nodded to everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the old man tore apart the space and disappeared with Yin Qiantong.

"You just let someone take her away?" Helena asked.

"She has her choice, I can't be so selfish!" Mo Xian let out a long breath.

"But I always feel a little uneasy!" said Helena.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Mo Xian shrugged and left again with the girls.

After traveling around the mainland, Mo Xian and his party returned to Mojia Village and lived a very peaceful life.

The big crack in the sky slowly expanded over time, like a sharp sword hanging above everyone's heads.

Late at night, Mo Xian and Helena sat on the roof.

"You said, are we really going to die?" Helena leaned her head on Mo Xian's shoulder, staring blankly at the sky.

"No!" Mo Xian said firmly.

"Really?" Several female voices sounded at the same time, but at some point, Shen Jing, Shen Wei, Kong Ling, and Nora also appeared on the roof.

Of course, there are also his two little apprentices, A Li and Xi Yan.

"Uh, when did you guys come here!" Mo Xian couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

"I've come a long time ago, whoever told you two to fight with each other, of course you can't find out!" The girls said, and then sat next to Mo Xian, obviously a little sour.

Mo Xian had a headache and didn't know what to say.

And in the dark, there was a slender black shadow secretly watching.

"Qianrong, don't hide!" Kong Ling waved towards the dark place, the black shadow immediately wanted to escape, but found that his body flew uncontrollably to the roof.

"How can we say that we grew up together, and we don't even want to see each other?" Mo Xian said with a smile.

"Mo Xian, back then..." Mo Qianrong bit her red lips lightly, she really didn't know how to speak, all her pride had collapsed, and she didn't know how to face Mo Xian at all.

"Forget it, it's all over, at least we're still alive!" Mo Xian said with a smile. I don't know how many people died in this battle. It's not easy to live, so why worry about what was right and wrong back then.

"Yes, at least we are still alive!" The girls nodded, then leaned on each other, whispering softly.

There are not many such opportunities.

In the early morning of the next day, the girls discovered that Mo Xian had disappeared without a sound, leaving only a note, "Wait for me to come back!"

"Damn it, I don't have much time, but I'm still playing disappearing!" The girls clenched their fists tightly, and vowed through gritted teeth that they would make Mo Xian look good when he came back.

In fact, Mo Xian was watching from not far away. He knew that time was running out, and he was very reluctant.

But he suddenly discovered that he still has something to protect, and he must not give up on it.

Even if the result cannot be changed, he must do his best.

After taking a last look at the crowd, Mo Xian escaped into the void and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already entered the second world.

If there is a pure land on the mainland, this is the only place.

Now this place is extremely depressed, but the aura is quite abundant.

Those water columns are still running, maintaining the last tranquility here.

After explaining to the Xiaobai clan, Mo Xian silently came to the center of the second world.

This is the place where the aura is most concentrated, and the energy is raging like a storm, and anything that enters it will be crushed.

And in the center of the storm, there is an energy lake. Although the lake inside seems calm, it is enough to instantly crush any flesh and blood that enters it.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Xian stepped out and entered the storm.

The terrifying energy immediately shattered the clothes all over his body, and bloodstains soon appeared on his body.

However, he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and slowly approached the calm energy lake in the center.

Not long after, countless cracks appeared on his body, as if he was about to collapse.

At this time, he was already standing by the lake.

Almost without hesitation, he stepped in, and the heart-piercing pain immediately made him let out a scream.

The Xiaobai clan heard the screams, silently came to the periphery of the storm, and began to pray for Mo Xian.

A series of mysterious halos flew out of their bodies, and then entered the energy storm.

"Grandpa, everything depends on you!" Xiaobai muttered to himself, it tried to persuade Mo Xian, but Mo Xian still chose to go in.

What they can do now is to contribute their meager strength.

In the lake, when Mo Xian's body was about to collapse, those halos merged into his body, making him calm down a lot in an instant.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, allowing the flesh and blood on his body to be slowly peeled off.

At the same time, rich spiritual energy also began to pour into his body.

In the midst of destruction and rebirth, he endured unbearable pain for ordinary people.

But for the sake of the belief in his heart, he must persevere and hit the heights that even his father could not reach.

He asked his father whether he had transcended the holy realm, and the answer he received was ambiguous.

At the time he thought it was yes, but later he realized that it was no.

Mo Hong may have reached that step infinitely, but after all, there is still something lacking.

Perhaps, it is impossible to reach that height in this world, but he must try.

(End of this chapter)