"Haha, you little beast, go to hell!" The ancestor of the Gui family laughed crazily. He could already feel that Chu Yiliu's aura was extremely weak.
The strength in the late stage of the Vientiane Realm suddenly exploded, and the strength of the ancestor of the Gui family, which was already close to the limit, increased a few points again. The ice-killing power instantly sealed Chu Yiliu's whole body.
When the ice explodes, Chu Yiliu will be shattered to pieces!
"Haha!" He laughed more and more unscrupulously.
Gui Yebai became bolder at this moment and mocked: "Chu Yiyi, if I want to blame you, it's because you are too crazy. How can you deal with the strength of the ancestor? You are arrogant and will not end well."
"Haha!" All the disciples of the Gui family and the Wu family burst into laughter. They finally pulled out the thorny thorn in Chu Yiliu's side.
Compared with the cheers of the Wu Gui family, the remaining forces in Moyun City are in a state of sluggishness.
"Did you lose?" Someone murmured to himself, with tears streaming down his face. They were swordsmen along the way, betrayed by their own clansmen, and expelled by the Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan. In the end, they lost.
Everyone looked extremely depressed.
Mo Ji's eyes widened in anger and he let out a thunderous roar.
"First class brother!"
Skyfire Mo Feng suddenly split open the surrounding fierce flames. Blood oozed from Elder Hawkeye's arms, but he still gritted his teeth and clung to him.
"Haha, damn fat guy, it's useless! This elder will not let you save him." Elder Eagle Eye screamed miserably, with a look of madness in his tone.
The ancestor of the Gui family shone with a cold light in his eyes. He saw that Chu Yiliu's body had been cracked with countless cracks. Even if Mo Ji rushed over now, there would be no chance to save him.
"Haha!" He smiled very proudly.
Suddenly, Chu Yiliu opened his eyes, a spiritual light flashed through his pupils, and he said coldly: "He is right, arrogance will not end well!"
The ancestor of the Gui family stopped laughing suddenly, looked at Chu Yiliu with wide eyes, and murmured to himself: "How... how is it possible?"
Chu Yiliu actually woke up!
Eyes of the Demon King!
The ancestor of the Gui family met a pair of deep eyes, and the sea of consciousness was like countless needle pricks, almost splitting apart. He screamed and resisted violently.
However, his resistance is a joke in front of Chu Yiyihui's strength in the divine realm!
The attack of the Demon King's Eye instantly hit the depths of the sea of consciousness of the ancestor of the Gui family.
"No... don't kill me." This time, the ancestor of the Gui family turned pale, showing an unparalleled look of fear. He had lived for hundreds of years, and this was the closest he came to death.
He doesn't want to die, he still wants to break through to the spiritual realm.
Chu Yiliu smiled. Although the corners of his mouth sealed by ice crystals could no longer curve, he still smiled, and blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.
"Are you scared? It's a pity that you have no chance!" With a cold snort, the violent force instantly obliterated the consciousness of the ancestor of the Gui family and left his mark on his sea of consciousness.
From now on, the ancestor of the Gui family is his puppet, and his life and death depend on his thoughts.
This is the tyranny of the monks in the Huishen Realm.
"I...are...unwilling...to do it!" The ancestor of the Gui family said his last words with a look of unwillingness on his face. Who would have thought that a monk in the middle stage of the Vientiane Realm would be so powerful!
What?
Gui Yebai widened his eyes, glared at Chu Yiliu, and roared: "You kill the ancestor, I will fight you to the death!"
He looked hysterical, his whole body shone with aura, soared into the sky, and rushed towards Chu Yiliu.
At this moment, Chu Yiliu has been frozen. He can't move his fingers, but he has the strength to know the divine realm.
The light in his eyes flashed, and Gui Yebai instantly fell into an artistic conception.
The sword light in his hand surged, spinning in mid-air with no direction at all.
However, those who understand mental power know that he has fallen into the world of artistic conception compiled by Chu Yiliu with his mental power.
The artistic conception attack of Huishen Realm is so overbearing!
"That's great." Mo Ji's face showed joy.
Elder Hawkeye's claw struck from behind, and he suddenly realized that his ancestors had been captured, and how could he dare to fight. The claw that had already approached Mo Ji turned around in mid-air and retreated back.
Mo Ji grinned, showing contempt, and said coldly: "Do you want to run away now? It's too late."
Skyfire Mo Feng came out and swept towards Elder Hawkeye.
puff...
The elder spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body hit the ground in a state of embarrassment. He rolled and crawled on the ground and wanted to run. But after running a few steps, he was spinning in place just like Gui Yebai, and he was also trapped in Chu Yiliu.
Under attack of artistic conception.
At this moment, a green light shone.
The blue-eyed Suanni suddenly rushed over, with a crazy look in his eyes, and said with a ferocious smile: "You brat, I want to know how much power you have to fight back now?"
He saw the right time and rushed forward to deal with Chu Yiliu.
Indeed, Chu Yiliu was severely injured and could not even raise his hands, let alone resist.
The origin of the Law of Wood exploded, and the demonic vines roared out and shot toward Chu Yiliu.
Um?
Mo Ji's face darkened, he actually forgot about this guy!
However, when he rushed forward to save Chu Yiyi, it was already too late.
Chu Yiliu smiled, his voice suddenly turned cold, and shouted: "Do you think you can hurt me like this?"
Mo Ji may have underestimated the spiritual power of the divine realm.
The power of artistic conception exploded. The blue-eyed Suanni had already spotted him and came to kill him, but the demon vine folded in mid-air.
He "saw" the demonic vine piercing Chu Yiliu's body and laughed excitedly. In fact, he just fell into Chu Yiliu's artistic conception.
It's all fake.
Three lunatics, two laughing in the sky and one spinning on the ground.
Mo Ji also breathed a sigh of relief, quickly came to Chu Yiliu, supported him, and asked: "Brother Yiliu, what should we do with the rest of the people?"
"Those who are willing to surrender, let Si Ling bear the mark of spiritual power. Those who are unwilling to surrender, kill them!" His voice sounded faintly.
When this group of people betrayed the human race, their fate was already doomed. Therefore, Chu Yiliu did not show any mercy.
For a moment, the monks from the Wu and Gui clans who had been excited before started wailing, kneeling down to beg for mercy, crying bitterly. However, the spirit slaves were not afraid of death, which cost them a lot of effort.
...
The surroundings calmed down, and Mo Ji took Chu Yiyi and others to fight with the remaining forces of Moyun City.
A remote small village with extremely tight defenses.
Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master is still there. It is precisely because of his presence that the remaining Moyun City forces have been able to deal with Desolation for so long.
A group of monks from Moyun City excitedly told all the previous events to Lord Wanqiang and others.
A look of surprise flashed in Lord Wanqiang's eyes. He didn't expect that the inconspicuous little baby on the empty ship would become the key to saving Moyun City today.
He was filled with emotion and immediately said, "Thank you so much, little brother Chu, for your help."
Chu Yiliu nodded and told him not to be polite. Then he told Lord Wanqiang about the arrest of Mo Yunlong and his two men.
"This..." Wanqiang Lingzun frowned. The current Moyun City is no more than a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. Who dares to go there?
Chu Yiliu smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "If you go, you have to go. If you don't go, you have to go."
After he stepped into the Huishen Realm, he understood even more how powerful the Huishen Realm monks were. Maybe Huang Wu didn't bother to find the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master and others. Otherwise, they would have had nowhere to hide.
At this time, a descendant of the Moyun family whispered: "Aren't you very powerful? Then you can sneak into Moyun City quietly and rescue them, right?"
The man curled his lips and looked like it was natural.
Mo Ji and Xie Siling both frowned slightly.
"Xiaoyi, what are you talking about?" Wanqianglingzun frowned, showing displeasure. But even though he said this, there was also a look of expectation in his eyes.
After all, they have seen the strength of Wasteland and have no courage to resist them. Therefore, they would rather live than encounter Lord Wasteland again.
On the contrary, Mo Yunyi, who is known as one of the thirty-two kings of Moyun City, whispered in a low voice: "That's how it is. Whoever has the ability should save people. We can't let us die in vain."
"This..." All the disciples of Moyun City looked embarrassed.
Chu Yiliu nodded gently and said, "That's fine. However, we hope to find a place to recuperate first. When the injury is healed, we will discuss it in the long term."
"It's natural. Ah Cheng, please take Mr. Chu and others to rest." Wanqiang Lingzun nodded quickly and asked Moyun's servants to leave with Chu Yiyili and others.
A group of Moyun City disciples also exited.
There are only a few core figures of the Moyun Sect such as Wanqiang Lingzun left in the palace.
"Haha, ancestor, I didn't expect to pick up a gun for nothing this time. Let this kid deal with Huangwu for us. It's so effortless." No one else was around, Mo Yunyi immediately laughed and began to claim credit.
Wanqianglingzun chuckled, shook his head, and scolded with a smile: "You brat is very cunning. You can't speak so recklessly in the future."
However, Mo Yunyi happened to express what he meant.
"However, Chu's first-class strength may still be a bit lacking in dealing with Desolation." Wanqianglingzun's smile gradually faded.
First, here, he has the final say at all times. After rescuing Thousand Swords Spirit Lord and Hundred Swords Spirit Lord, they will compete with him for power again. The taste of being the third child for thousands of years, Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Lord has had enough.
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Secondly, he really didn't have the ability to save Mo Yunlong and others and recover Moyun City, because Huang Wu was too powerful. The Thousand Swords Spirit Master and Hundred Sword Spirit Master, who were more powerful than him, both fell into Huang Wu's hands.
What can he do?
It just so happens that Chu Yiyi and others are willing to intervene in this muddy water, so let them do it. If it fails, they will have nothing to lose. If it succeeds, he can earn Moyun City for nothing and gain a good reputation.
Wanqianglingzun's abacus was very clever.
Mo Yunyi's eyes on the side moved slightly, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Ancestor, this kid is not strong enough, we can help him. Just in case..."
"Help?" Wanqiang Lingzun looked surprised, and then he immediately understood, "You mean...ancestral objects?"
Mo Yunyi smiled and nodded.
Wanqianglingzun's face suddenly darkened and he said decisively: "No!"
Mo Yunyi said with a smile: "Ancestor, don't be angry, we are just making a gesture. Let this kid work hard for us."
"Furthermore, the ancestral artifacts are said to be powerful, but no one has been able to use them for thousands of years. They are simply worthless. If this kid has a way, let's just borrow them from him. If you borrow them, you have to pay them back." Mo Yunyi
Hehehe smiled.
"This..." Wan Qianling Zun's expression changed slightly, it seemed to be a good choice.