Mo Sen's soul wrapped around his soul, and he ran away desperately. Once he escaped, Mo Sen would be able to take his body and be reborn. The result would be a serious injury to his soul, which would take a long time to recover.
But Mawson couldn't care less.
For him, just living is enough!
Mo Sen activated the secret technique of forbidden arts at a speed that was staggering. Everyone present could not catch up with him. Mo Sen sneered in his heart. As the saying goes, if there is no need to worry about leaving green hills without firewood, the foundation of the Nightmare Tribe will still be there.
A comeback is just around the corner. What's more, Mo Sen has a distant relative who serves as a priest in the Shengqi tribe. Although he is not strong, he has some say in the Shengqi tribe. If he doesn't ask for anything else, he can easily save his life.
There are two major tribes in the giant spirit world - the Shengqi tribe and the Xiqin tribe.
Both of these two major tribes have powerful emperors who are in charge, and there are many small tribes attached to them, which shows how powerful they are.
In comparison, the Radiant Tribe and the Nightmare Tribe pale into insignificance.
Mo Sen secretly planned a comeback. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around. He saw a sky-like sword energy, blooming with a monstrous sword light. The sword energy was majestic, and the sword intent poured out.
Thirty miles away, the sky is overwhelming and the land is overwhelming, heading straight ahead!
The target is him!
"The lonely sail and the distant shadow!"
The mysterious man in black robe maintained his sword-drawing posture.
"Are you Chu Ge?!"
Mo Sen said in shock, actually revealing Chu Ge's true identity in one sentence, "Although you concealed your appearance, aura, and realm, what you used was immortal energy! It can be seen that you are not a powerful person who can reach the sky, so you are most likely to be.
A Venerable in the Samsara Realm, in the realm of a Venerable, possesses such terrifying strength, among the thirty-three heavens, Chu Ge is the only one!"
Chu Ge sighed helplessly.
Being too famous is not a good thing. You will be recognized wherever you go.
But what Mo Sen doesn’t know is that Chu Ge is not the only one with such strength in the Venerable Realm!
Gu Zijin is one of them. Perhaps, when Hua Wuque succeeds in cultivation, with the power of Taiqing Immortal Body, he can also show the monster's shocking combat power!
Boom!
The Qinglian Sword Qi of the "Gufan Yuanying" style is not very fast, and is on par with Mo Sen Yuan Shen's speed, but its unique feature is that it locks Mo Sen, making Mo Sen escape from the Qing Lian Sword Qi even to the ends of the earth.
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Both Mo Sen and Qinglian Jianqi disappeared from everyone's sight.
Luo Xiao and Lu Feng led a large number of warriors to the battlefield to encircle and suppress the monks of the Nightmare Tribe.
The Radiant Tribe and the Bone Corruption Tribe had no enmity in the past, so they could make peace with each other, but they were feuding with the Nightmare Tribe, and there was no room for relaxation. Therefore, Shake Qing's order was: Kill them all!
Several saints joined the battlefield, and in just a cup of tea, they slaughtered all the warriors of the Nightmare Tribe, leaving not a single one left!
Staring at the red battlefield filled with blood, smelling the smell of blood everywhere, his mind could not help but recall the scene of killing hundreds of thousands of monks in Yunhuang. The past events are still vivid in his mind, just like yesterday. Life is precious, and Chu Ge is not indifferent.
Human life is worthless, but he must make a choice, killing is inevitable.
"Go back." Chu Ge said calmly.
Shake Qing said: "Holy Son, please go back first. We will go to the base of the Nightmare Tribe immediately and destroy them directly to eliminate future troubles!"
Chu Ge nodded and returned to the Tianhui tribe with Xiao Yuzhu.
the other side.
Mo Sen's soul traveled westward, running for his life like crazy!
Qinglian Sword Qi is chasing after him, getting closer and closer to Mo Sen!
Another half day passed.
A dilapidated ancient city came into view.
The ancient city is ancient and has been corroded by the years. The gray stone wall is 1,800 feet high and as wide as the height of an adult giant spirit race. On the wall of the ancient city, there are many warriors standing far away.
, those warriors noticed the approach of Mo Sen and Qinglian Sword Qi.
"Who are you? Ahead is the main city of the Shengqi tribe. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude!"
The leader of the guard army of Shengqi City is a saint. His voice is like thunder, and his eyes shoot out two fierce rays, which are cold and formidable.
From scattered tribes to more concentrated cities, this is a kind of progress, which reflects the progress of civilization. However, there are only two cities in the Giant Spirit World, namely Shengqi Ancient City and Xiqin Holy City.
Mo Sen looked panicked. The Green Lotus Sword Qi was only one finger away from him. The cold sword Qi made him panic. He couldn't help but shout loudly: "I am Mo Sen, the leader of the Nightmare Tribe. Yang Hui is my distant relative and the saint."
Priest of the Qi tribe! Please save my life, I have something important to report to Emperor Shengqi!"
Whoosh!
The Green Lotus Sword Qi penetrated Mo Sen’s soul!
"ah!"
With a scream, Mo Sen's soul gradually collapsed. The fist-sized little man opened his mouth wide and said two words with all his strength: "Tianhui..."
boom!
The soul turned into nothingness.
The green lotus sword energy also disappeared,
The world was silent, but Shengqi Ancient City was shaken by this!
At the moment when the Green Lotus Sword Qi killed Mo Sen Yuan Shen, somewhere in the ancient city, Emperor Shengqi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with wrathful flames, and the thunder was furious. All the saints of the Xuanshengqi tribe met in front of everyone.
He shouted angrily: "The leader of the Nightmare Tribe, Mo Sen, died mysteriously on the territory of the Shengqi Tribe, but you know nothing about it! Give you three days to investigate!"
Priest Yang Hui stood up and said: "Your Majesty, Mo Sen is a distant relative of mine. I am willing to investigate personally!"
"allow!"
The way of Emperor Shengqi.
Xi Yang, the leader of the guard army, muttered: "Mo Sen was killed by a sword energy, and before his soul collapsed, he said the word Tianhui. As far as I know, there is a second-rate tribe named Tianhui, who is the same as Tianhui."
The Nightmare Tribe led by Mo Sen has a history of grievances and disputes and fights from time to time. In my opinion, Mo Sen was killed by a strong man from the Radiant Tribe!"
"The Radiant Tribe is not as powerful as the Nightmare Tribe, and Mo Sen's personal strength is the strongest in that area. Who killed him? There must be something fishy involved!" Yang Hui had some knowledge of the grudges between the two tribes.
, and then analyzed it.
"That sword energy..."
Emperor Shengqi suddenly frowned and thought, "The breath is a bit familiar...a bit like, hiss, if...that would be tricky."
Everyone looked at Emperor Shengqi talking to himself and couldn't help but be puzzled.
What makes Emperor Shengqi care so much?
Could it be that Emperor Shengqi recognized the owner of that sword spirit?
"No matter what, Yang Hui, go and investigate. Remember, don't do anything until it is absolutely necessary!" Emperor Shengqi ordered.
Yang Hui accepted the order to retreat and set off to the Tianhui tribe to find out what was going on.
...
"Can you freely activate the sky fire?"
Chu Ge stared at the little Yaozhu playing with the white fireworks, overjoyed.
Xiao Yaozhu said arrogantly: "You want me to help you refine weapons? Humph! It's not that easy..."
"Ahem."
Sister Yi coughed lightly.
Xiaoying's smile froze, he glanced at Sister Yi from the corner of his eye, grinned with a simple and honest smile, and said to Chu Ge: "Easy to say, easy to say, whatever you say is whatever it is, I will listen to you!"
"This is so good."
Chu Ge stroked Xiaoxu's huge head and thought to himself, since Xiaoxu can control the sky fire at will, the schedule for recasting the Heavenly Sword will also be advanced!