Ants are still greedy for life, let alone Mo Chen, who has the body of an immortal and has an endless lifespan?
He doesn't want to die, he wants to leave Xuanyin Sea alive.
But when he was about to die, he was relieved to see Meng Tianjiao standing up for him.
Die with peace of mind and no regrets.
He couldn't let his selfishness drag Meng Tianjiao into going to hell with him. He felt very sorry and didn't want to see such a miserable result.
What he can do is to stop it with all his strength and persuade him to give in.
Han Shibai is not scary, what is scary is the forces gathered around him.
No matter how talented Ren Meng Tianjiao is, he will never be able to escape the fate of being unable to defeat four people with just two fists.
Furthermore, most of these people have extraordinary backgrounds, either as direct disciples or as nephews and nephews of some important figures.
Those who are related to each other have a harder background than the other.
In the past, with Wuchen Immortal Palace as a backer and Luo Chen, a master of the 17th level of the True Immortal, as a backer, just make trouble. No matter how violent the trouble was, you could calm down and get away.
But today is different from the past, the school has been broken up, and Meng Tianjiao has also become a loner.
No matter how deep his personal relationship with Lu Tangtang from the Phoenix Realm was, once the matter got serious and escalated to the point where it would never end, Jiang Changnian would not necessarily come forward to protect him.
After all, he is not a direct disciple of his own sect. There is a difference between closeness and distance. Who would be stupid enough to make enemies on all sides for such a person?
Mo Chen saw clearly the stakes, and kept waving his right arm, shouting loudly: "Elder brother, I am a cheap person who will die, and it is not a pity to die."
"Let's go, let's go."
His eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were full of tears.
He roared hysterically, and his sixth-grade True Immortal cultivation suddenly exploded, and he rushed straight towards Han Xibai, who was close to Chi Chi, and said with murderous intent: "This matter has nothing to do with my senior brother, the person you want to kill is me."
"Come here, I'll give you this damn life..."
"boom."
Before he finished speaking, the spear was smashed down.
An endless wave of fire spread around, causing everyone below to flip over and fall backwards, completely out of control.
"Dream Tianjiao."
Han Shibai spread his arms and formed a shield of immortal power to resist calmly. His face was cold and he said: "Are you really going to meddle in other people's business and become my enemy?"
The latter gathered his figure silently, appeared quietly in front of Mo Chen, who was looking forward to death, and said: "This is my ninth junior brother. We are from the same sect, so why should we meddle in other people's business?"
"If you want to fight, how about I fight with you and determine the outcome in one fight?"
"You win. I, Meng Tianjiao, kowtow to you in front of all the forces in the Xuanyin Sea to apologize. My ninth junior brother is at your disposal."
"On the other hand, if I am lucky enough to win one and a half moves, you can no longer pursue what happened today."
"At least you can't embarrass my ninth junior brother in this Xuanyin Sea. You have to let him live."
Han Shibai sneered and said: "Why should I promise you?"
"In terms of status, I am the seventh-ranked immortal general in the Huoxuan Immortal Realm, and I have the support of Emperor Huoxuan."
"In terms of strength, you and I are both in the middle stage of the tenth level of True Immortal. If you don't use your trump cards, you can't do anything to me."
"I am an immortal general and you are a casual cultivator."
"It's already good enough that I don't take the initiative to cause trouble for you. How can you have the courage to negotiate terms with me?"
"Uh-huh."
Arrogantly removing the immortal power mask, Han Shibai strode forward, raised three fingers and said: "It is an indisputable fact that Mo Chen colluded with demons. No one can protect him today."
"Three breaths, I will give you three breaths to leave, otherwise you will be killed as a monster."
Meng Tianjiao remained unmoved, holding a gun in one hand and bursting with fighting spirit.
Han Xibai smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Okay, you are willing to associate with the devil, so don't blame me for being unkind."
After saying that, he waved his hand and approached, "Leave Meng Tianjiao to me, and you can deal with Mo Chen as soon as possible."
"Whoosh."
The two figures turned into meteors and soared into the sky, and soon became entangled with each other.
"Bang bang bang."
The long gun collided with the long knife, the air flow tore, and the friction sound pierced the eardrums.
The remaining people were ordered by Han Shibai, and two monks from the ninth level of the True Immortal immediately flew out and grabbed Mo Chen together.
"Little junior brother."
Qi Ran turned his head and took one last look at the location of the demon world's group of people. Mo Chen had a smile on his face and was unfazed.
Suning, as a demon cultivator, cannot interfere in matters in the fairy world, nor can he interfere.
He is not an ordinary person, he is a demon disciple who can fully represent the black bones.
One is a fairy and the other is a demon.
The world of immortals and demons have been incompatible since ancient times. No one dares to easily cause the third war of the three worlds, which will lead to rivers of blood.