Mo Qingshan sighed softly and said: "I never thought that after ten thousand years, there would be someone in this world who could force me into such a situation."

However, his words did not move Luo Yunxiao and Di Mingjue in the slightest.

There was not a word exchanged between the two, nor was there any hesitation or confusion.

The fighting was incomparable.

No one was even interested in communicating with Mo Qingshan.

Twelve natal long swords were burning with [Underworld Holy Flame] and attacked Mo Qingshan.

Di Mingjue's figure also merged with the [Nine Nether Hongmeng Yan], turning into a black sword blade and stabbing towards Mo Qingshan's heart.

Mo Qingshan unhurriedly took back the last stroke drawn on the silk cloth, looked at the two people who quickly attacked him, and spat out the next sentence: "Fortunately, I was prepared. The Xiaoyao Gate on the ancient battlefield now, I'm afraid,

It has been reduced to rubble.”

"No one you care about will survive for another quarter of an hour at most."

The figure speeding through the sky like lightning paused for a moment.

Mo Qingshan curled his lips and threw out a talisman.

Talismans burned in the air, reflecting a familiar scene.

On the deserted and silent ancient battlefield, the "oasis" where a gorgeous palace had been built had now turned into ruins.

All the spiritual grass and spiritual plants have withered.

Blood stained the earth red.

At a glance, they are all piled up corpses.

Some of them opened their eyes wide and refused to close their eyes.

Some bodies had been cut into several sections, and their intestines and internal organs were spilled all over the floor.

These are all new disciples of the Kagura sect.

As well as the demon soldiers and generals of the demon clan.

Kagura Gate and Xiaoyao Gate are located in the same place.

At this time, it was already in ruins.

And above the ruins, seven figures wrapped in black clothes were standing in the air.

Each man in black is holding someone in his arms.

The Nether Yin Holy Flame burning on the twelve long swords was slowly annihilated.

[Jiuyou Hongmengyan] and Di Mingjue were also defused.

The two men suddenly raised their heads and looked at the image displayed by the [Photography Talisman] in horror.

Mo Qingshan's eyes suddenly darkened.

The silk cloth in his hand was suddenly thrown into the sky, and his eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.

When real top players compete with each other, a slight deviation can lead to fatal failure.

At this moment, Mo Qingshan threw out the [Photography Talisman], and this was the moment he was waiting for.

…

An earth-shaking loud noise exploded throughout the polar region.

The sky was full of yellow sand mixed with an energy storm, sweeping across the world in an instant.

Everyone outside the valley never expected that my sister would be broken so easily.

He was immediately swept to the ground by the strong wind, feeling extremely painful.

Only three immortals, Jun Shitian, Li Weiran and Han Chujiu, could still stand where they were.

However, I saw the scene in front of me.

Despite the calmness of these three people, their expressions suddenly changed.

The final rules of [Order of Conferring Gods] have finally been written.

The above rules are only clear and concise.

[Within the laws of the domain, those who dare to resist will be driven to pieces!]

Di Mingjue and Luo Yunxiao fell to their knees on the ground, blood overflowing from his mouth.

His eyes began to become blurry little by little.

Several others wanted to rush over, but they all felt pain as if their souls were being torn apart.

Let them fall to the ground and howl in pain.

Jun Shitian, Li Weiran and Han Chujiu reluctantly knelt on the yellow sand, staring at Mo Qingshan.

Mo Qingshan ignored them, but looked at Di Mingjue and Luo Yunxiao, walking towards them step by step.
Chapter completed!