"We don't ask for much when we come here this time. We just need to return the altar to us. This is something that belongs to the ancestors of our immortal clan. You Xuanyue Palace has no right to own it. Otherwise, we don't mind continuing to attack Xuanyue Palace."
Seeing the visitor like this, Xue Baijin didn't know what benefits the Immortal Clan had given the Celestial Clan, so they would actually cooperate with the Celestial Clan.
He immediately smiled and said, "The things will be given to you naturally."
Mo Liusu's figure flashed out and stood beside Xue Baijin. He looked at the group of people in front of him, with a faint look of indifference in his eyes.
Xue Baijin was confused: "Why are you here?"
Mo Liusu raised his right hand, Xuanyue Palace shook, and a building could be seen emerging. This was the altar that the Immortal Clan wanted.
"Palace Master, please open the formation."
Xue Baijin looked at such a large altar and couldn't imagine what the immortals had done in Xuanyue Palace, but he opened the formation and sent the altar out.
When the immortals saw the altar flying out, they were extremely shocked. How could this altar be easily picked up by a half-step emperor?
After the altar flew out, the Xuanyue Palace formation enveloped it again.
Xue Baijin also breathed a sigh of relief at this time and said: "The things have been returned to you. Get out of here as soon as you get them!"
The immortals looked at the altar and felt a little unspeakable. Someone immediately stretched out their hand, triggering the ban on the altar.
Buzz!
The altar shone with a light.
Xue Baijin stared and frowned. He felt that the immortals were not so kind and went back. He definitely wanted to do something.
Mo Liusu also felt that this immortal clan would not give up just like that, and might try to make something famous.
The Celestial Race did not expect that things would go smoothly, so they were naturally curious about what the altar was for.
Along with the fluctuation of the altar, a golden light soared into the sky from the altar, forming a huge beam of light that flew straight into the sky.
…
a long distance away.
Ling Miaosong looked at the beam of light flying straight into the sky, and immediately filled up the bow and arrows in his hand, aimed in one direction, and released it directly.
The flying arrows even cut through the sky and flew into the distance.
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"Hahaha, since the thing is back, then you should accept the wrath of our immortal clan! Feng'an! Enter the altar quickly to receive the power of the emperor's inheritance!"
A young man quickly flew in.
Xue Baijin looked towards the Celestial Race and asked, "Could it be that the Celestial Race also wants to be our enemy?"
Someone from the Celestial Clan stood up and said, "Don't get me wrong, they said we only need to help them get the altar and we will give them benefits. We have no other intention."
Mo Liusu looked in the direction of the Celestial Clan and found that many people seemed to be staring at Xuanyue Palace with greedy eyes, and some even showed a desire when staring at him. It was obvious that this benefit was Xuanyue Palace!
He immediately looked at Xue Baijin: "Palace Master, the benefits they want are only for the entire Xuanyue Palace, so we should be prepared and on guard."
Xue Baijin felt helpless for a while: "It seems that Xuanyue Palace has been too low-key in recent years, which makes them think that they can compete with the entire Xuanyue Palace."
The sound transmission has made people wary.
Mo Liusu immediately moved forward, holding a sword in his hand and said: "Today is a time of great struggle. This is the grudge between us and the Immortal Clan. If the Celestial Clan wants to get involved, I don't mind destroying you too!"
One day the human tribe was dissatisfied and snorted coldly: "What a loud tone. A little girl dares to threaten to destroy our tribe. I really don't know how high the sky is."
Mo Liusu looked indifferent and stared at the man: "Maybe you can try and see if I dare to destroy you!"
The Celestial being looked at Mo Liusu with a look that seemed opaque, and also seemed like an abyss, inviting endless killing.
An immortal tribe came forward to speak: "What nonsense are you talking to them about? What will be the difficulty when Feng An inherits the power of the Great Emperor and breaks the entire Xuanyue Palace formation? Don't you want the entire Xuanyue Palace as a sustenance point?
It’s all easy to discuss, and we only need these two people. They have killed many people in our immortal clan, and we came here this time to let them bury the dead clansmen with them!"
Xue Baijin said: "You, the Immortal Clan, are trying to use the entire Xuan Yue Palace to transfer a cultivation level to your Immortal Clan Emperor Miao, and are trying to destroy our Xuan Yue Palace's ten thousand year foundation. Do you think we really don't dare to fight against you? We originally planned to do so.
I let you go, but now that you have come again and made such remarks, it seems that it is impossible to destroy your entire clan."
"Hahaha, you Xuanyue Palace are not yet enjoying the protection of our immortal clan. In this era of great strife, if our immortal clan produces a great emperor, you will all follow suit. This is your honor."
Mo Liusu looked helpless, there was simply no cure.
"There are still a few moments before the power of the Great Emperor falls. Then I want to see how you can stop us!"
Xue Baijin came to Mo Liusu: "What should we do now? How about killing out directly?"
Mo Liusu shook his head: "The Celestial Clan will definitely get involved, and we will probably suffer heavy losses by then. It's not worth it."
"But the outcome has already been decided. If we don't fight hard, how can we guarantee the chance of victory? Even if Xuanyue Palace dies in battle, it will not be a slave."
Mo Liusu was silent for a moment and said: "Palace Master, open the formation and let me out. If the Celestials take action against me, I will also kill them. Whether it is life or death, Palace Master does not need to worry about it. Liusu is Xuan."
It’s the last thing Yue Gong does.”
"No! Where is your husband? Doesn't he have great powers? Why can't you let him help? You can ask for any conditions you want."
Mo Liusu smiled and said: "He always keeps a low profile and will not put himself in danger. She can only ensure that I am still alive, but is unwilling to interfere with the whole matter, so I will be safe when I go there."
Xue Baijin was helpless: "I hope he has the ability to compete with the Celestial Race."
Competing with the Celestials?
Then let’s pray that the Celestial Race can compete with him first.
A hole opened in the Xuanyue Palace formation. Mo Liusu went out alone, and the formation closed again.
Mo Liusu looked at the Immortal Clan and Celestial Clan and smiled.
At this time, the energy fluctuations in the altar were very strong, and the people inside were also receiving the power of the emperor at this moment, and they were also at a critical moment.
"Stop her, don't let her disrupt the inheritance."
Many immortals stopped in front of Mo Liusu.
Mo Liusu didn't intend to say anything more.
She turned her head and looked at the people behind her, feeling helpless. She had never tried to fight with so many people before.
Let’s give it a try now.
The power of inheritance has fallen, and the people inside are receiving the power of inheritance. At this time, a huge energy fluctuation shocked everyone.
A flying arrow with huge energy flew towards this side, and its power was still strangulation power. It could be said that whoever touched it would die.
Not even the Half-Step Emperor dared to block this energy.
Mo Liusu also smiled. He had talked with Su Mu and didn't know what method he used to contact Ling Miaosong, but her ability was undoubted, since the immortal clan placed their hope on the altar.
I wonder what will happen if it is destroyed?
When someone from the Immortal Clan discovered that this arrow was heading towards the altar, they immediately felt that something was wrong. They exclaimed: "Senior monks from the Immortal Clan, quickly find a way to stop this arrow. Don't let it get close to the altar."
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At this time, many people realized that the flying arrow was heading towards the altar.
This is still a critical moment. If the altar is touched, it will almost be destroyed.
However, the power of this arrow is so huge that high-level monks could only be strangled to death in the past.
"As for the Celestial Race, please give us a helping hand!"