Jiuye's eyes stared at him without any warmth, 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.
