Mo Huasong frowned slightly and said, "Hey, it's the power of a divine soul. Is that a magic weapon?"

"Yes, Mo Huasong, you have some foresight, but it's already too late. You must die today." Zou Dayang shouted sternly.

When their ancestors ascended to a higher level, they left behind a powerful aura and this magic weapon.

The ancestor told me back then that if the Shengtian Clan was not at a critical moment of life and death, this magical weapon would never be used.

This magic weapon is related to the luck of being born in Tianmen. If you use it, you will not have it in the future.

Now Zou Dayang couldn't care about so many people. Mo Huasong had killed so many of them. The masters of Grandmaster's martial arts had already died, leaving only two or three of them.

As for those subordinates with innate martial arts, they were all dead.

If he doesn't kill Mo Huasong, there will be no way for the Shengtian Sect to gain a foothold in the super sect in the future.

At the same time, it will also affect his Taoist spirit in practicing martial arts, and he will have no chance to advance again in the future.

When the Great Immortal over there saw Zou Dayang taking out that thing, he was surprised and exclaimed: "Oh my God, Zou Dayang took out the ancestral artifact that gave birth to Tianmen."

"Daxi Chang, what is the ancestral weapon of Shengtianmen?" Xie Tianguang came over and asked with saliva on his face.

"Legend has it that this is the most powerful support of the Shengtian Clan. It contains the soul of their ancestor. Now their ancestor may have ascended to another powerful realm, but the soul that remains is not simple." Daxi.

Seeing so many people looking at him, he raised his chest and introduced him.

Hum, let you know how knowledgeable I am. I have a long secret passage.

"It is said that the power exerted by the divine soul and the artifact is almost the same as the strength of their ancestors back then. Of course, if the Shengtian Sect uses all these, they will have nothing to rely on in the future. They will not be able to dominate the super sect.

I can live my life with my tail between my legs." Da Xi Chang said.

"Hahaha, great, Mo Huasong must be dead." Xie Tianguang patted his thigh and said with a proud smile.

No matter how awesome Mo Huasong is this time, he can't be as awesome as the ancestor of Shengtianmen. That is a big shot who has ascended to another level.

Legend has it that when a person's martial arts reaches the end of the master level and then reaches a higher level, he will reach an indescribable level, which is very powerful.

In that kind of state, it would be impossible to kill anyone on earth instantly, let alone a young warrior like Mo Huasong.

After hearing Da Xi Chang's introduction, Mr. Mo and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they were all worried about Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong watched Zou Dayang take out the magic weapon and said with a smile: "Okay, let me see what I can do. By the way, I ask you, do you have any tokens of the Shengtian Sect, such as the leader's seal of the Shengtian Sect?

Something?”

Zou Dayang scolded: "Mo Huasong, if you care so much, you will die soon."

After saying that, Zou Dayang put a drop of blood on the little thing, and then he threw the magic weapon away.

The magical weapon grows bigger with the wind, and it becomes like a big door.

The door is getting bigger and bigger, and it is as big as a basketball court in the air.

"Whoosh."

A phantom floated out of the magic weapon: "Who summoned me?"

"Ancestor, I am Zou Dayang, the 60th generation leader of the Shengtian Sect. I am an unworthy descendant and cannot kill the enemy. I need you to take action." Zou Dayang and the others saw the shadow of their ancestor appearing and hurriedly knelt down to tell what happened at that time.

Said it out.

"Who is so bold and dares to deal with our Shengtianmen?" The shadow became much clearer.

When Zou Dayang pointed at Mo Huasong, Xuying shouted angrily at Mo Huasong: "Boy, you are really wishful thinking and want to destroy our Shengtianmen. Do you have such great ability?"

"Okay, you're just a soul, what's the use of it? You'd better take action quickly, lest I have to talk nonsense with you." Mo Huasong was interested in the magic weapon behind the phantom.

It turns out that this magic weapon has become quite big. If it is used to refine magic weapons, it can be refined into some.

Yes, he wants this magic weapon.

"I want you to die." The shadow roared angrily, and then flew towards Mo Huasong.

Suddenly, the entire Shengtianmen felt trembling. They felt that they could not move at all, and that all their souls could not move, allowing others to slaughter them.

"Haha, do you want to use your soul to attack?" Mo Huasong laughed at the phantom contemptuously.

The shadow has no specific strength, so it can only use the energy of the magic weapon to attack Mo Huasong with its soul.

If you are just a person with master martial arts strength, your soul will be directly annihilated by the shadow. No matter how many people are present, they will be annihilated by him.

But he met Mo Huasong, so how could it be the same?

When Mo Huasong saw the attack of the shadow, he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "You used the moves of Fairy Lu Yunyi. Are you from Liushan Sect?"

Mo Huasong remembered that Lu Yunyi was the master of the Liushan Sect in the world of cultivation back then, and was also one of the fairies who followed him.

The shadow was shocked and cursed angrily: "Fairy Lu is the young sect leader of our Liushan Sect, and her strength is almost the same as that of our Liushan sect leader. You, a mortal, dare to call our young sect leader by his full name. I will definitely

I want to destroy you."

After saying that, the shadow rushed towards Mo Huasong like lightning, and its soul attack was launched immediately.

In the Shengtian Sect, except for the members of the Shengtian Sect, all the people of the Cangshan Sect bleed from their five orifices and died immediately, which is a very terrible situation.

"I'll go, the ancestor of Shengtianmen is so terrible. He killed so many people with just one move." The warrior over there yelled.

"Yes, once he takes action, no matter who is from the Cangshan sect, as long as they are not from the Tianmen sect, all of them will be killed."

Those warriors were excited. They felt that if Mo Huasong could not resist, he would definitely be killed by the ancestor of Shengtianmen.

Then, it's time for them to take action to destroy the Mo family and grab the little black knife.

By the way, Wu Yuzhen is Mo Huasong's mother. I wonder if she has the Little White Sword on her body?

That's a good thing. Everyone's eyes lit up, and everyone looked at the Mo family greedily.

Mo Huasong stood there, looking at Zou Dayang and the others who were triumphant over there. "Huh, you think everything will be fine? What an idiot."

Mo Huasong was seen using the soul-reverse technique, and his spiritual consciousness was attacking Zou Dayang and the others.

"Ah ah ah." Zou Dayang and the others were laughing proudly when their expressions suddenly changed and their bodies fell to the ground.

Like those of the Cangshan sect, they were bleeding from all their orifices and could not die anymore.

"Isn't it possible? The ancestors of Shengtianmen were so addicted to killing that they couldn't control themselves. They even killed their own people." Seeing that Zou Dayang and the others were dead, Xie Tianguang couldn't help shouting in surprise.

They thought that Zou Dayang's death was caused by the ancestor of Shengtianmen, not Mo Huasong.

"Oh, what a pity. The super sect has lost two more powerful sects. This is a big loss for our country of China." Da Xi sighed.
Chapter completed!