"I Li, I have to fight tooth and nail." Luo Li smiled helplessly.
"Okay." I responded, my cold and beautiful face indifferent.
"You have to work hard, but you don't even smile? Before you die, leave a beautiful memory. Only in this way can your life be meaningful!" Luo Li muttered. He hadn't seen my smile for a long time.
"There will be no memories after death." I said calmly.
"Well, that's true, it's really sad!" Luo Li spread his hands with a sad look on his face.
"Fight!" I stood up and stood up, like a sword unsheathed, with its sharp edge exposed.
"Except for the fact that I can fight side by side with me, which is gratifying, there is really nothing else that makes people look forward to it. Ah, if you say this, my senior brother will definitely scold me for being unfaithful!" Luo Li muttered to himself.
I stopped, turned my face, and stared at Luo Li for a long time.
"Before you die, do you have anything to say to me?" Luo Li looked expectant.
"Yes." I nodded.
Luo Li was overjoyed: "Say it quickly!"
"Your senior brother is right." I said these words.
Luo Li looked stunned and froze on the spot.
After a moment, he came to his senses, shook his head and laughed. He raised his face and looked at Zuo Mo in the sky. He couldn't help but think of those days in Wukong Mountain, when he bullied his senior brother, and then he was beaten like a dog by his senior brother...
Hmm, I still miss it... It's really shameful... Hmm, actually it was pretty good during the sword trial when everyone was lying there recovering from their injuries, but I haven't seen them in such a mess since then...
Thinking of the torture I suffered, how I burst into tears when I saw my senior brother from the prison of the demons... It's really embarrassing...
Luo Li looked at Zuo Mo.
Why do you want to rush to the front?
Really, I am usually a very smart person, but there is really nothing I can do about it! Well, since you have already flushed me, what can I do?
You can't really let me leave and say that I am forgetful of justice, that would be so shameless...
As if something was burning in his chest, Luo Li suddenly smiled and shouted: "I'm leaving!"
"Huh?" I turned my head away.
"Burn!" Luo Li said fiercely, a ball of flame burning in the young man's eyes.
"Yeah." I responded.
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again!
The elder was a little surprised. Zuo Mo's burning of divine power was beyond his expectation. After all, committing suicide like this requires great courage. But when he saw Mo Yunhai and other people, they were burning their divine power one after another.
It shocked him greatly!
Don't these guys know that they will die?
They don't need to do this at all. With Wei Sheng and Zuo Mo, there is a great chance of stopping him, and they have a great chance of escaping with their lives.
Why are they doing this? Don’t they know it’s pointless?
Zuo Mo is destined to die, and Mo Yunhai is destined to collapse. Their behavior of chasing moths into the flame will not win them any chance.
The Great Elder can understand sacrifice, but he believes that sacrifice needs to be valuable and meaningful. At this point, Kunlun is even more extreme. In the eyes of those fanatical guys, they themselves are part of Kunlun's bargaining chip, and they are willing to sacrifice themselves as long as necessary.
Throw it on the scale.
Mo Yunhai is simply a bunch of unreasonable guys!
For some reason, a chill suddenly rose in the great elder's heart. He felt something else in people like Mo Yunhai.
It’s different from Kunlun who is paranoid to the point of being crazy.
Kunlun's madness is a belief that has been continuously instilled in the minds of its disciples for a long time. Kunlun is a chilling sect. In Kunlun, individuals are always small. For Kunlun, everyone can sacrifice, whether you are willing or not.
This is a kind of frightening coldness.
But these people in front of you are not fanatical. Usually you can't feel the slightest bit of madness in them. Sacrifice almost never appears in Mo Yunhai. The great elder has always believed that Mo Yunhai is the smaller Tianhuan. They, like Tianhuan, talk about Interests, like a group of businessmen, always count on their fingers what they can get.
Rumor has it that Zuo Mo has never done any business at a loss.
In the opinion of the great elder, Mo Yunhai's cruelty is just to get more benefits for them, just like their cunning.
Only now did the Great Elder know that he was wrong, and how wrong he was. The similarity between Mo Yunhai and Tian Huan was only superficial. It was not until the real life and death that one could feel the huge difference between the two sides.
Tian Huan is a real businessman, Mo Yunhai just looks like a businessman.
They are like a pack of wolves.
When Zuo Mo, the alpha wolf, decided to die, no one escaped and everyone chose the same path.
Even if they know that such a choice does not have much value, even if they know that such a choice will only bury them in the end.
But they will still make this choice!
Because they have decided to follow that figure!
The Great Elder didn't know why Zuo Mo was able to do this. Personal charm? Interest? Favor?
What a terrifying cohesion!
The great elder was shocked and moved. He stared at the young man floating in the flames. He didn't know why this young man could make so many people risk their lives to follow him. It was like he didn't know what it was that gave these people so much power. cohesion.
But he knew that this power was powerful enough to change many things.
Tianhuan does not have such power, Tianhuan has lost even their original power.
Just like those vows back then, dissipated in the wind.
Looking at those Tianhuan disciples who were rushing away, and then looking at these young Mo Yunhai burning themselves desperately, inexplicable sadness came to the heart of the great elder. Today, he finally knew why Mo Yunhai was able to defeat Tianhuan.
Yes, Tianhuan's failure has long been doomed!
He finally realized that there was no joy in his heart.
Sighing filled his heart, the great elder put aside his distracting thoughts and his expression became solemn. After this battle, he decided to reshape the soul of Tianhuan, the banner of Tianhuan, just like these Mo Yunhai young men in front of him, just like back then Just like the boys who swore an oath together with him!
For Tianhuan! For faith!
Come on! King of Mo Yunhai!
The great elder saluted Zuo Mo solemnly in the flames.
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In an unobtrusive corner, many pairs of eyes watched what was happening in the distant sky.
His expression is very complicated.
There is surprise, respect, regret, murderous intent, and relief.
Everyone around him had a hint of respect on their faces involuntarily. Those people in the sky were all worthy of their respect.
"I didn't expect Mo Yunhai to be so scary! These people are really a bunch of lunatics! Fortunately, old man Tianhuan blocked this for us, otherwise, even if we can defeat Mo Yunhai, Mo Yunhai's death must be very powerful!"
Lin Qian remained silent. This battle shocked him greatly.
Not only him, but the other Kunlun disciples around him were also extremely shocked.
"Find Zhong De first," someone said.
"That's right, let them all perish together, both sides will suffer losses, and then we can take advantage of the chaos to kill Zhong De. The day when Kunlun will be unified is just around the corner!" Another disciple agreed.
Everyone nodded. With such a tragic battle in front of them, a lose-lose situation has been formed, and Kunlun has become the only beneficiary. At this time, Zhong De's protective power is also at its weakest. If they can take the opportunity to kill Zhong De, Xixuan It will inevitably fall into chaos.
They had planned this operation for a long time and used almost all their strength. Like Tianhuan, their target was Zhong De! In order to achieve a one-hit kill, Lin Qian took action personally.
Once Zhong De dies, Xixuan will be in chaos!
Kunlun took advantage of the situation and took it.
Unexpectedly, the situation developed better than they imagined, and Tianhuan and Mo Yunhai fought to such a tragic point. Mo Yunhai showed such amazing cohesion that even Kunlun felt a great sense of oppression.
After this battle, there will be no more Mo Yunhai!
These disciples, whose eyes were higher than their heads, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.
Lin Qian nodded: "Everyone separate, be careful not to attract the attention of those people. Find Zhong De and send a message immediately! Our target is still Zhong De! It's not the time to relax yet, everyone should cheer up and don't fall short."
Everyone nodded in unison and disappeared immediately.
Lin Qian did not move. He took the initiative because he knew that there were a large number of masters around Zuo Mo. Now that masters Zuo Mo and Mo Yunhai were all attracted by the Great Elder Tianhuan, the protection around Zhong De was weak, so there was no need for him to take action.
His mind was firmly attracted by the battle in front of him.
No one knew that the ancient divine sword in his hand was constantly vibrating, and there was a faint feeling.
Is this Mo Yunhai...
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Zuo Mo's mind went blank, his surroundings were golden, and he seemed to be struggling in a sea of fire.
He didn't know how long it had been before he heard an imperceptible murmur.
"I am the King of Mo Yunhai!"
…
This murmur was too weak, almost inaudible, but Zuo Mo heard it. For some reason, he heard it very clearly. However, at this time, his consciousness was blurred.
This voice is so familiar...
So hot...so painful...
This is where……
…
"I am the king of Mo Yunhai!"
…
King of Mo Yunhai?
This sentence seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Zuo Mo's scattered thoughts gathered together little by little with this sentence.
I am the king of Mo Yunhai...
Zuo Mo couldn't open his eyes. His eyelids were as heavy as mountains. He felt like a volcano on the verge of erupting inside his body. If he was not careful, it would explode.
"I am the king of Mo Yunhai!"
Zuo Mo, who gradually regained some consciousness, finally realized that it was himself who had been talking in his sleep.
Ha! I did not let you down...
This unfounded emotion made him feel a little more powerful.
That's right! I am the King of Mo Yunhai!
I want to wake up!
I want to fight!
I want to protect Agui!
I want to protect everyone!
…
Zuo Mo, who was distracted, kept saying it to himself over and over in his mind, like chanting a sutra.
His voice was weak, but unknowingly, it became more and more determined.
Strength gathered like a stream, and the scattered consciousness became concentrated little by little.
He held his eyelids with all his strength, and a ray of light came into his field of vision!
He smiled, like a burning flame.
Come on, old man!
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