Long Zheng was stunned for a moment, completely forgetting that they were in Mota, surrounded by evil spirits.
"Roar."
A loud roar came from the depths of Mota, which seemed to suppress the fearful aura of the evil spirits, and seemed to urge them to move forward.
Perhaps the roar deep in the desert tower had an effect, or it seemed that the evil spirits could not restrain their desire for the breath of the living.
"boom."
The evil spirits took the first step in unison, their low roars deafening.
"Are we going to die?" Long Zheng's arm holding the sword trembled for the first time. It seemed that the confidence she once had had completely dissipated, or maybe she had no confidence at all and came in just because Mo Han came in.
"Even if I die, I will die first before you!"
The killing blade shone brighter than before, and Mo Han stepped forward slowly, preparing to kill the evil spirit.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom."
The loud sound of heart beating came from Mo Han's body again, as if an ancient giant had resurrected from Mo Han's body.
Mo Han's steps faltered, and the raised arm holding the killing blade froze in the air. His face, highlighted by blood-red and dark red light, was twisted and ferocious.
"Roar!"
The low roar did not sound like a human voice, nor did it sound like a beast's roar, but it carried great power. The evil spirits' progress immediately stopped, and only their instincts were left. The fear on their faces was even stronger, and even
The roar that had been urging them forward also disappeared in this moment.
"Are you really a demon?" Long Zheng's pretty face turned pale, as if he didn't believe everything he saw, but Mo Han's red eyes and the evil aura surrounding him told her that her guess was
Yes.
On Mo Han's heart, the seed-like mark was slowly squirming with the beating of Mo Han's heart. If someone with a very high level of cultivation was here at this time, there would be a huge beating sound, which was actually coming from
This mark comes from inside.
The killing blade seemed to be affected by the beating of the heart. The bloodthirsty aura suppressed by Mo Han suddenly exploded, wrapping Mo Han in it.
"boom."
When the killing blade's bloodthirsty aura exploded, the long sword of love in Long Zheng's hand also burst out with dazzling white light, wrapping Long Zheng in it, colliding with the blood-red light of the killing blade, protecting Long Zheng and flying out.
Mo Han also seemed to feel the hostility of the Love-Sacrificing Sword. He turned around and stared at Long Zheng with his blood-red eyes, like a wild beast looking at its prey.
Long Zheng looked at Mo Han, who had only bloodthirsty and madness in his eyes. Two tears slipped quietly from his big, crystal clear eyes.
Imperial vein? Demonic species? Since ancient times, good and evil have only occurred in a single thought, but why can’t the world allow you to live in this world?
The slender and tall white figure was reflected in Mo Han's blood-red pupils. Mo Han, who was holding the killing blade, seemed to be startled, then slowly turned his body around, facing countless evil spirits, he roared and rushed out.
Mo Han's voice was low and aged, as if it had been suppressed for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years. The evil spirits deep in the Mota seemed to be angered by Mo Han's roar, and the roars came out one after another, deafening.
Countless evil spirits and resentful spirits also raised their heads and howled under the leadership of the evil spirits deep in the desert tower. The fear in their eyes was swept away, and they rushed towards Mo Han fiercely. They were like thousands of troops galloping towards him.
It’s vast and endless as far as the eye can see.
Mo Han's lips had become dry and cracked at some point. It seemed to be caused by bloodthirsty desire and the smell of this place.
"Destined to die!"
Mo Han's body rose up from the ground to avoid the frontal impact of the evil spirits and resentful spirits. He raised his hands above his head, and the killing blade emitted a dazzling light that made it impossible to look directly at him.
Suddenly, there were four thunders in the sky above Mota, and the thunder was loud. It was as if the end of the world was coming and the world was about to be destroyed.
A dark crack appeared out of thin air, and all the lightning and thunder rushed towards this crack in unison, as if they wanted to destroy it in an instant and prevent this crack from appearing in the world.
The dark crack seemed to be the darkest place in the world, where light could not shine and warmth could not come. The lightning and thunder in the sky fell into the crack without causing any waves.
The cold and gloomy atmosphere spread from the cracks, and in a short time it filled half of the Snake and Scorpion Desert.
Suddenly there was a huge thunder in the sky, covering up all the sounds in the world. An extremely bright lightning fell from the sky, and the surrounding lightning that had not been annihilated gathered into it one after another. It was as if the sky was roaring, raining down the thunder of destroying the world,
To destroy everything.
Mo Han, standing in the desert tower, seemed to see everything outside through the thick walls of the desert tower.
"Haha." Mo Han smiled disdainfully, and a hoarse voice came from his throat.
"What can a mere thunderstorm do to me?"
At that moment when the world was abandoned and envied, whose figure stood tall and proud? Whose figure looked up to the sky and roared regardless of everything!
Mo Han's figure was so lonely at this time, and Mo Han's expression was so lonely at this time. It seemed that he was the only one left in the world, and only his thin body was left to face the whole world alone.
Long Zheng's heart suddenly hurt, so painful that she couldn't breathe. It seemed that something extremely important was leaving her.
Tears fell like broken raindrops.
"Xi Qing, do you think we shouldn't let him face it alone? Do you think we should go up and help him?"
The Love Sword exuded a soft light and did not give Long Zheng any reply. But Long Zheng was already running towards the lonely body in the air.
A peerless ferocious blade and a Nine-Heaven Divine Weapon were supposed to be in a life-and-death confrontation, life and death, but at this moment they both seemed to feel the thoughts of their respective masters, converged on each other, and gradually merged together.
The blood-red and white lights crossed each other, and Long Zheng came to Mo Han's side without any hindrance. His green jade hands were strangely pale, and he gently grabbed Mo Han's palm and held it tightly.
Any words seemed pale at this time. Long Zheng's peerless face was as pale and cold as her arms. Only the eyes looking into Mo Han exuded fire-like enthusiasm. It seemed to pull Mo Han out of that cold world.
Pulling it back seemed to warm Mo Han's whole world.
There was a loud roar, deafening, as if the heaven and earth were opening, the pure air was rising, and the turbid air was sinking.
In the dark crack, there is an endless river, exuding a cold breath and shocking evil spirit, flowing out from it.
On the broad river surface, the water is turbulent and rolling, and from time to time, you can see skeletons sinking and undulating in it.
The thickest, loudest and brightest thunder and lightning in the world also fell at this moment, crashing onto the river.
Silently, the thunder disappeared and the lightning was annihilated. The endless river split into pieces and gradually disappeared.
The madness in Mo Han's eyes slowly faded away, and the bloodthirsty light also subsided at this moment. However, the sound of the heart beating in Mo Tower became louder and louder.
"Destroy them all!"
Mo Han, who was about to calm down and regain his senses, suddenly roared amidst the loud beating of his heart, broke free from Long Zheng's hand, held the killing blade in both hands, and thrust it down in the air.
There was a loud bang, the beating of the heart suddenly stopped, the Mo Tower shook violently, and all the evil spirits and resentful spirits poured into Mo Han's body uncontrollably.
One crack after another quietly climbed up the thick wall of the Mota, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. As soon as the tea was poured, the Mota began to tremble violently.
Pieces of loess and stones that condensed into the walls of the desert tower fell rapidly.
Shengyu, who was rushing towards Mota from Mohan, and was lying quietly on Mohan's shoulder, suddenly jumped up from Mohan's shoulder and flew towards the top of Mota.
puff!
Mo Han was half-kneeling in the air. After his body inexplicably absorbed all the evil spirits and resentful spirits, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood and passed out.
Long Zheng, who was standing not far away, was startled and quickly chased after Mo Han's falling body.