Mo Ming Daozun was so amused that he was so amused that he had become a romance drama. But now he doesn't care about Princess Ao Ying. No matter what channel he was from, he could get a little news about the Ancestral Dragon Ball, which was a great achievement for his master, the Giant Diao Mingwang!

Mo Ming Daozun was eager to make achievements and had no choice but to care about anything else. Sure enough, he heard Xuan Kong continue and say, "Silly girl... Why do you have to do this... I have an Ancestral Dragon Dragon Ball here. After you get it... you can absorb the power of the Ancestral Dragon. At that time... kill all these Yaksha people and avenge me!"

When he said the word "revenge", Xuankong's whole body was cold, and the light on his head suddenly lit up and then scattered.

Princess Ao Ying touched Xuan Kong's body and saw that there was no breath, not to mention the true essence magic power, even the yang energy was gone. She immediately fell on Xuan Kong's body and cried bitterly. When the Taoist Master Mo Ming heard Xuan Kong say that he had an Ancestral Dragon Ball, he suddenly stopped the following text.

Princess Ao Ying was crying and sad, and he didn't care about thinking about it carefully.

The Xuanyin Ice Gun in Mo Ming Dao Zun transformed into the sea water, snatched to Xuan Kong's corpse, squatted down and pushed Princess Ao Ying with a palm. He put his hand into Xuan Kong's sleeve, and was about to use a magic spell to break through Xuan Kong's sleeve and search carefully.

Princess Ao Ying was pushed by Mo Ming Dao Zun, and she didn't care about the scratches on her body. She got up and wanted to tear her up with Mo Ming Dao Zun.

But she is a female sect, and her magic power is far inferior to that of Mo Ming Daozun, so she can't beat this bad Taoist.

Just as Princess Ao Ying was sad, Xuan Kong's corpse was still humiliated by the enemy. She was sitting on the ground wiping her tears, she suddenly heard a "hiss" sound. The Taoist garment on Mo Ming's Daozun's chest was cut into a rag in the sky, breaking the boss's crack.

Xuan Kong suddenly opened his eyes and said sternly: "What kind of virtue is Xuan Kong capable of? Is it necessary to search for Dao Zun after his death?"

Princess Ao Ying saw Xuan Kong Resurrection. She didn't know how happy she was, so she hurriedly hid aside. This is the virtue of women in this world, believing in men, and leaving the matter to men to solve it.

But the Taoist Master Mo Ming saw Xuan Kong opening his eyes, then lowered his head and saw a trace of wound on his chest. His face was already pale as if dead. Combined with his stern and dull face, it looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

Mo Ming Dao Zun subconsciously took a step back, and a "high" sounded in his throat: "Xuankong, aren't you dead?"

Xuankong suddenly flipped from the ground, jumped up and stood up and said, "Yes, I'm dead, but thinking about the deep affection of Mo Ming Daozun for me, I'm alive again!"

Mo Ming Daozun glanced down, and his heart almost felt cold. He said tremblingly: "You...you are using the Blood-Changing Divine Sword..."

Xuan Kong laughed, lifted the blood-transforming divine sword on his left hand in his hand, and stretched out his thumb with his right hand and praised: "Dao Zun has good eyesight. This is the Tianluo Blood-transforming divine sword used by Yu Hua, the senior of the Jie Sect during the ancient war of the Gods!"

Princess Ao Ying then turned sadness into joy. It turned out that Xuankong was just pretending to die and deliberately wanted to trick Mo Ming Dao Zun to get close, so as to use the Blood-Changing Divine Sword to kill this great enemy of life and death.

Xuan Kong looked at Mo Ming Daozun, his eyes full of sincerity: "Didn't I tell you that not using magical powers does not mean that I can't use them!" His face shone brightly, and he walked a few steps in front of Princess Ao Ying. He asked Xiaolongnu, "Do I look like a person with exhausted oil?"

Princess Ao Ying looked at Xuan Kong's spirit and said to the truth: "It's not like it."

Mo Ming Daozun stretched out his finger and pointed at Xuankong: "Then why are you?"

Xuan Kong continued with a smile, "Then why do I have to sleep with you for so long and refuse to reveal the truth, right?" He exchanged the Blood-Changing Divine Sword to his right hand, lifting the sword to his side to protect him, and said, "Although I don't know that you have the magical power that is close to Taiyi Immortal, I have heard people say that you are cold-blooded and ruthless, and cunning. If I don't use my mind, how can I cut you, the old crow?"

Mo Ming Dao Zun's seven orifices were smoked. Since he became a spirit, no one has called him an old crow in front of him.

The black air on his face flashed and he shouted loudly: "Xuankong, you are too bullying. I will die with you!" Mo Ming Daozun was cut by the blood-transforming sword, and how could he have a chance to survive? At this time, he was just using magic power to force his blood and energy to prevent himself from losing too much blood for a while.

Xuan Kong's hand flashed with blood, and the horizontal sword protected himself and Princess Ao Ying, and said slowly: "Why is Dao Zun? I haven't injected much magic power into the Tianluo Blood Transformation Divine Sword. With Dao Zun's current Taiyi Daoism, it can force the blood and energy to see if there is any possibility of healing."

After hearing this, Dao Zun Mo Ming stopped and shook his head and said, "It's impossible. Under the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword, there is no chance of survival..."

Xuan Kong smiled and said, "When he was the god of ancient times, Yang Jian and Nezha had been slashed by this knife."

Princess Ao Ying could no longer help but feel ecstasy in her heart. She grabbed Xuan Kong's belt and asked quietly: "In ancient times, did anyone really escape from the Blood-Changing Divine Sword?" The reputation of the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword was spread too widely outside the North Sea, so even the little dragon girl in the North Sea Dragon Palace had heard of it.

Xuan Kong didn't take Mo Ming Dao Zun seriously at all, turned his head and blew gently in Princess Ao Ying's ear and said, "That's a lie to him, Yang Jian, what a great god is Nezha? This old crow deserves to be compared with them?"

Although his voice was small, he did not carry Mo Ming Dao Zun at all. After hearing this, Mo Ming Dao Zun wrinkled his face, and it was so bitter that water dripped out. The cold air of Xuanyin condensed on his claws and rushed towards Xuankong.

He shouted wildly: "Xuankong, you dare to harm me, I want to live with you!"

Xuankong didn't care at all. He hugged Princess Ao Ying, his body floated with a wave and then retreated for several meters. He landed on the bottom of the sea. Xuankong smiled at Mo Ming Daozun and said, "Move again, control the true energy again, and use magic power again. The faster your magic power is used, the more blood and qi in your body will be lost, the faster you will die!"

The face of Dao Zun Mo Ming was angry and frightened. He felt the speed of qi and blood in his chest accelerated, and he really didn't dare to use his magic power. His body was trembling with anger, and he finally could not resist Xuan Kong's provocation.

He knew that Xuankong was right. The more he used his magic power, the faster the blood and energy in his chest would be lost. Therefore, he left behind his true energy and blocked the acupuncture points in his chest. While trying to delay the loss of blood and energy, he walked towards Xuankong with great strides, and wanted to subdue Xuankong with the power of ** to see if there could be a way to heal the wounds of the owner of the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword.
Chapter completed!