Mo Zhuyue coldly broke away from Yun Qingcheng's embrace, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and looked at the people in front of him fiercely: "When did I say that I would do it myself?"
Mo Zhuyue looked at these people with cold eyes. The surrounding air had melted them. The smile on her lips was as bloodthirsty as Shura and ghosts in hell. Her bloodthirsty temperament had been hidden by Long Canghao's pampering. Now,
Long Canghao is gone, she no longer needs tenderness and tenderness, she is Mo Zhuyue, bloodthirsty and cold-blooded, holding the power of life and death, going her own way, arrogant and unruly Mo Zhuyue.
The leader of the Kongtong Sect looked at Mo Zhuyue and wondered why this little girl looked so scary. He felt a little panicked and quickly left, wanting to leave Mo Zhuyue's side.
Mo Zhuyue curled her lips indifferently, and her eyes were filled with cold blood covered with frost: "Why, you killed someone and you just want to leave like this?"
The head of the Kongtong Sect looked around, and finally saw Mo Zhuyue's eyes staring at his face, and he understood that Mo Zhuyue's words were meant for him. He intuitively felt that Mo Zhuyue couldn't bear it.
Explained: "Girl, you seem to have misunderstood something. We did not kill anyone. The two people inside committed suicide. What's more, they deserve to die. Even if a hundred of them die, it is not a pity to die!"
Mo Zhuyue's eyes became colder and colder.
"Indeed, it is not a pity to die!" Mo Zhuyue gritted his teeth: "You, the so-called decent people in the world, are indeed not a pity to die. You can use such despicable means as the power powder, and you are so shameless, stay in this world,
It’s an insult to the world.”
The head of the Kongtong Sect was shocked. He looked at Mo Zhuyue warily, his face darkening: "Who are you?"
"Who?" Mo Zhuyue raised her lips, and her cold and charming eyes swept over everyone present one by one. The light in the space bracelet flashed, and the next moment, the five guardians of the Demon Sect were standing in front of her.
"Leader!"
Everyone: "..."
Everyone looked at Mo Zhuyue in surprise, and then looked at the five people around Mo Zhuyue, three men and two women. Their clothes were embroidered with the symbols of Xuanwu, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Qilin. What did these symbols represent?
Everyone knows it, but they actually call this beautiful little girl in front of them their leader?
Then isn’t she——
Demon Cult leader Gui Yao!
There was a strong sound of inhalation from the crowd, and everyone looked at Mo Zhuyue in disbelief.
Mo Zhuyue's eyes were already scarlet. She wished she could step forward and tear them all into powder step by step. She wished she could drink their blood and drink their flesh, but she couldn't relieve the hatred in her heart. She had no choice but to
Now that I am pregnant with Liujia, I cannot get angry.
Mo Zhuyue said coldly: "You forced my closest relatives to death, and you want to leave in peace and quiet? Humph, that's a nice thought. Today, I want you all to stay here and be buried with you. I will kill you all in one fell swoop in the future.
Destroy your six sects and make you disappear forever from the world of martial arts. Five of the five guardians will be killed. No one will be spared!"
"yes!"
A respectful reply came, and the next moment was the killing time for the five guardians of the demon sect.
The strength of the five demon sect protectors has already passed the ninth level, and now each of them still has the control of elemental power. Among the six sects here, the highest strength is only above the eighth level.