Jiuye's eyes became devoid of warmth as she stared at him, and Mu Qianxi held his hand.
Mu Fengyun said: "Holy Master, if you want to go to the God Realm, I will go with you! Xi'er must not go."
"Hi! Mu Fengyun, although you are the lord of Xuantian Realm and a person of great luck, you are indeed worthy of the God Emperor to look at you differently, but ten thousand of you can't compare to one of your daughters. You must go together!" The Holy Lord said!
said coldly.
The next moment, the terrifying soul power exploded.
This terrifying soul power threatened the Holy Lord. He glared at Mu Qianxi and said, "How dare you try to act rashly?"
A young girl's soul power was so terrifying that it was unbelievable, and a solemn look appeared on his face.
Mu Qianxi stared at him coldly and said: "Holy Lord, I told you that your methods are much worse than those of the Soul Clan. Get out immediately, otherwise you will definitely regret it."
"Mu Qingchen's soul power has completely disappeared. When I come out, you can only see a corpse!"
"Shut up! How could my brother lose to you so easily?" The terrifying soul storm rolled towards the Holy Chairman.
"My lords, help me!" the Holy Lord said to those gods.
Mu Qianxi's soul power is indeed very strong, even the gods cannot resist it.
Suddenly, the Holy Lord's face became extremely ugly.
"Ahhhhh-" He suddenly roared, seeming to be struggling to his death.
His pupils shrank sharply, "Mu Qingchen... how is that possible? Your soul power, your will..."
He recognized Mu Qianxi's powerful soul. After all, he was the soul of destiny.
But why is Mu Qingchen so strong? It doesn't matter if his soul doesn't disappear immediately, he can still resist.
The resistance was so fierce that it made him miserable.
His soul power and will were unexpectedly inferior to Mu Qingchen's, as if he had lived in vain for so many years.
"Boom——" At this moment, Mu Fengyun took action instantly and drove away the gods.
Jiuye also took action, and all the gods immediately turned into bones.
The Holy Lord is no longer able to control Mu Qingchen's body. Without this trump card, how can the Gods get hold of him?
Mu Qianxi rushed to Mu Qingchen's side, preventing the gods from getting close.
"Trash!" The Protoss did not expect that the Holy Lord would fail here, and stared at him angrily.
They are still fighting, hoping that the Holy Lord can wipe out Mu Qingchen's soul and regain control of his body.
Even now, under the fierce attack of Mu Fengyun and Jiuye, it is not easy for them to hold on for a few more breaths, but they still grit their teeth and hold on.
That handsome face slowly became calmer, and when the eyes of the person in front of him opened again, they became clear and gentle.
A smile broke out on Mu Qianxi's face, and she said: "Brother! It seems that I can kill the Holy Master without my taking action."
"I was careless. I didn't expect that after so many years, the Holy Master would actually be plotting this, making Xi'er and my parents worried," Mu Qingchen said.
"However, I am an alchemist, so I have to make sure that you, brother, are completely fine!"
Mu Qianxi used her soul power to check Mu Qingchen's soul sea, and sure enough, there was no aura of the Holy Lord anymore.
After the Holy Lord was killed, his soul fled.
Because of the move he had made earlier, he had already prepared a secret method that allowed him to occupy his brother's body without being noticed by them.
He did not expect that his brother would be able to resist, so now there is not even a bit of scum left in his soul.
"Great, it's okay! My brother is awesome.
"
Mu Qingchen looked at the black figure fighting with the gods and said, "He is the most powerful!"
The Holy Lord has been planning for so long, so he is sure to be foolproof. He knows Mu Qingchen's strength very well.
But he miscalculated one person, and that was Lord Nine Nights.
Mu Qingchen once had a battle with Jiuye, which changed him greatly. He had a strong will that was difficult to destroy, and he taught him the skills to cultivate his soul.
That skill is the highest skill among the gods, and it makes his soul power become extremely strong in a short period of time.
Otherwise, it is very likely that his soul will disappear when the Holy Lord takes action. This Lord of the Holy Race is not a simple Lord.
The major contributor who allowed him to escape from the Holy Lord's conspiracy and continue to stay with his sister and parents safely and unharmed was Huang Jiuye, the man her sister loved deeply.
On this point, he still had some selfish motives and was unwilling to tell Xi'er.
"Let's go!" The Holy Lord was completely defeated.
Even if he can't be beaten and no one threatens him, they can't take Mu Qianxi away.
It’s the same even if this is a saint clan, because they never know where the limit of His Highness Jiuye’s strength is?
Jiuye said coldly: "Did I let you go?"
"Boom!" A terrifying loud noise was heard, and these protoss could only let out the last painful wail of their lives.
Not a single one of the gods will be left alive.
Sheng Hualu and Sheng Linlang wanted to faint immediately. The Holy Lord and the Gods tried all kinds of tricks, but they couldn't deal with them.
The strongest helper of the gods has been completely wiped out, and no one can save them anymore.
Sheng Hualu said miserably: "I know I'm going to die, so let's do it! Mu Fengyun, will you do it?"
Sheng Ningyue walked forward and said: "It's not good at all!"
Mu Fengyun is stingy, and so is Sheng Ningyue. How could she not know her little thoughts?
Shenghualu's face became distorted, "Hahaha! Your superior saint is also a jealous person, and she is not willing to satisfy my wish."
"Jealous of you! You don't deserve it." Sheng Ningyue said coldly.
"And your daughter, I don't want her to die with this face. I probably know what secret method you used, and I will remove it!" As a saint, she knows more about the secret method of the saint than Sheng Hualu.
of more.
"You... how can you be so cruel? I have been using this secret method for more than ten years. To lift it... to lift it is to cut off the flesh on her face with small knives! You want to treat a junior like this cruelly."
Shenghualu roared.
At this time, Mu Linlang was so shocked by the cold-blooded and merciless words of the Gods that she didn't know what she was going to face.
But Shenghualu knew it very clearly and couldn't help but shudder.
Mu Qianxi agreed with her mother's approach. Even if the secret method was corrected, it would probably be tens of thousands of times more painful than plastic surgery without anesthesia.
She sneered and said: "Relentless! If I had known this, why bother? You made the secret method for your daughter yourself. My mother just wanted to get everything back on track."
Sheng Ningyue also said: "Your daughter wears a face similar to my daughter's, and she kills my Xi'er in every possible way, and colludes with our enemies to plot against our family. Naturally, I will show no mercy to you!"
Holy light erupted from Sheng Ningyue's palm, and a streak of light appeared on Mu Linlang's head.
This secret method is not difficult, but with her current strength, it is still very difficult to use it, but she wants to do something for her daughter.
Mu Linlang was definitely going to die, and she should have died with beauty.
This chapter has been completed!