"Moyun City is left to you." Chu Yiliu said slowly.
What?
Everyone's eyes showed shock. They didn't expect that Chu Yiliu would give away the Moyun City that he had finally obtained.
"Young Master, you..." Head Xie looked at Chu Yiliu in disbelief.
In the battle just now, the head of the Xie family was convinced of Chu Yiliu.
"Shut up!" Mo Yunyi shouted hurriedly, glared at Patriarch Xie fiercely, and said sternly, "Didn't you hear what Chu Yiyi said? What else do you want?"
"Could it be that your Xie family has any objections to the return of our Moyun clan?" He raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.
Now, with Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master sitting on our side, the power of Moyun City can be seen at a glance. Who dares to oppose them?
Patriarch Xie did not dare to say more.
The rest of the people also dared to be angry but dared not speak.
"Enough people have died in Moyun City. I don't want to kill any more." Chu Yiyi's eyes fell on Mo Yunlong's body and he said softly.
He turned around, walked towards Wanqianglingzun, and said, "I hope you can manage Moyun City well, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, he walked past Wanqiang Lingzun.
Wanqianglingzun's face changed slightly, this kid actually dared to threaten him?
That’s not true!
"Stop!" Before Chu Yiliu could get out of ten feet, he was stopped by the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Lord.
"Mr. Chu, I seem to have forgotten one thing." Lord Wanqiang frowned slightly.
matter?
Chu Yiliu's brows moved slightly.
"Our Moyun clan's sacred objects have been used up, shouldn't it be time to hand them over?" Wanqianglingzun said coldly.
Holy object?
"What's your Moyun clan's sacred object? It was obviously my first-class brother who got it through his own ability!" Mo Ji said with a snort.
"Ability?" Lord Wanqiang sneered and sneered: "Then I want to see what ability you have to take away the sacred objects from my Moyun City!"
With a loud shout, he shot out and grabbed Chu Yiyi's back.
In Moyun City, there is no shortage of sacred objects!
Well done!
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him, charging towards the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master, and actually fought him evenly.
What?
Wanqianglingzun's face moved slightly, but he didn't expect that Chu Yiliu had a backup plan.
The person who came was none other than the ancestor of the Gui family!
The ancestor of the Gui family made a hunting sound in his robes, and looked at the Wanqiang Lingzun with an expressionless face. With a whoosh, he killed the Wanqiang Lingzun.
"Humph, you just want to fight with me?" Wanqiang Lingzun showed a mocking look.
Mo Yunyi behind him also shouted loudly: "A bunch of disrespectful trash are fighting with our Moyun clan. I will make sure you all end badly!"
He shouted wildly.
All around, everyone from the Xie family gathered around.
"What bullshit Moyun clan. Where were you when Moyun City was ruled by the barren people?" someone yelled loudly.
"Where were you when we were enslaved?"
"What qualifications do you have to rule Moyun City?"
"Yes, you are not worthy!"
For a moment, the crowd was excited, and everyone looked angry, staring at Mo Yunyi and others. Many of the Moyun clan's children showed shame on their faces.
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, Mo Yunyi immediately shrank his neck, hid behind the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master, and whispered: "Ancestor, these guys are rebelling!"
The Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Lord's eyes turned slightly cold, and he shot towards Chu Yiliu, saying in a cold voice: "Chu Yiliu, do you really want to quarrel with me?"
There was a sparkle in his eyes. At this moment, Chu Yiliu should be very clear about who would be disadvantaged by tearing up his face.
The Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Lord sneered. He didn't want to suffer any losses, he just wanted to enjoy the fruits of victory. It would be best if he could do it without any effort.
"It's only natural for you to take away the sacred object of our Moyun clan and hand it over to me now." He raised the corner of his mouth and pressed Chu Yiyi.
An invisible momentum burst out, and the noise around him suddenly became quiet.
"I don't agree!" A soft shout sounded, and two figures appeared in the crowd. Everyone around them moved out of the way to let them walk in.
Xie Fangfeng's expression moved slightly, showing a look of shock.
The faces of Wanqiang Lingzun and Mo Yunyi also changed. The person who came was none other than Mo Yunran, who came over supporting Baijian Lingzun.
What?
Even the Hundred Sword Spirit Master came out.
However, Bai Sword Spirit Master was in very poor condition, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away. After falling into the hands of Desolate for many days, he used his own strength to block the invasion of Desolate's spiritual power.
Otherwise, Chu Yiyi and others will be in even more trouble.
"I've met senior!" Chu Yiyi said, cupping his fists.
Baijian Lingzun has gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and his whole body is shriveled. He is not at all a powerful person in the Lingzun realm. However, he is the real voice of Moyun City!
He waved his hand and coughed heavily, "Young master, there is no need to be polite. I should thank you for what happened in Moyun City!"
He looked like a twilight old man, bending towards Chu Yiliu.
He witnessed everything that happened in Moyun City and thought that this was the sin of their Moyun clan.
"Why are you still here?" Wanqianglingzun frowned and said displeased. As soon as these words came out, everyone around him looked at him angrily.
He originally thought that both the Thousand Swords Spirit Lord and the Hundred Swords Spirit Lord had died in Huang Wu's hands. Unexpectedly, the Hundred Swords Spirit Lord was still alive.
"Ahem, shut up!" Bai Sword Spirit Master shouted, coughing heavily as he spoke.
Mo Yunran, who was supporting him, quickly combed his breath, raised his head and said loudly: "Ancestor Wan Qiang, you don't deserve to own Moyun City!"
"At that time, if you hadn't escaped from the battle, Moyun City would not have easily fallen into the hands of Desolation!" He shouted, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Everyone in Moyun City was excited.
"What, the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Lord actually gave up on Moyun City!"
"This guy actually has the nerve to come back?"
The crowd was excited. Mo Yunran also looked angry and continued to talk about what happened at that time.
It turns out that at the beginning, there were three powerful spiritual masters in Moyun City. Even though Huangwu had the spiritual power of the middle stage of the Divine Realm, it was no longer easy for the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master and the Thousand Sword Spirit Master, not to mention there was a Baijian who was in seclusion.
Spiritual Lord.
But at the critical moment, the Thousand Spears Spirit Lord was scared away and took away the sacred objects of Moyun City. This directly led to the capture of the Thousand Sword Spirit Lord and the fall of Moyun City. The Hundred Sword Spirit Lord, who was closed to life and death, had no idea. etc.
When he knew it, it was already... too late!
"Shut up!" Lord Wanqiang shouted, "I...I am also trying to preserve Moyun's fire! Without me, will the holy object be safe? Can you wait until Chu Yiyi comes?"
He jumped immediately. In fact, at the end of the day, the Thousand Spears Spirit Lord also had selfish motives. He wanted to use Desolate's hand to teach the Thousand Knife Spirit Lord a lesson. After all, the thousand-year-old third man has been doing this for so long, and he also wanted to change his position.
.
It's a pity that I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble.
"Shut up! Ahem." Bai Sword Spirit Master coughed sharply and shouted; "You still have the nerve to mention sacred objects?"
"This sacred object was not our Moyun clan's in the first place. It was left here by a senior and asked us to hand it over to a destined person. Mr. Chu is obviously this person now." He said in a hoarse voice.
Everyone suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and looked at the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master with even more sarcastic eyes.
"Shut up! Shut up, all of you!" Lord Wanqiang's face turned extremely ugly, and he said sternly: "What right does a living old man have to accuse me?"
"Now, I am the strongest man in the city. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!" He shouted loudly, and the aura of the Spiritual Master realm exploded, taking the lead in sending Mo Yunran and the Hundred Sword Spirit Master away.
Countless people were blown around by the strong momentum, and everyone looked horrified.
"That's all." Chu Yiliu shook his head slowly. "It seems that I have to do one last thing!"
The spiritual light in his hand shone, and the Little Demon King roared, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master. At the same time, the ancestor of the Gui family also moved.
One person and one beast join forces to attack, and their momentum is equally extraordinary.
The Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master's eyes were gloomy, with a look of disdain, and he said in a cold voice: "You guys want to deal with me, you are simply overestimating your capabilities!"
boom...
Thousands of spiritual lights appeared in front of him, and as the light shone, they turned into countless spiritual spears and shot at the ancestor of the Gui family and the little demon king.
"What if you add me?" Xie Fangfa also walked out.
"And me!" Li Lu suddenly raised his head, and the spiritual hammer above his head came out fiercely. He was trapped in the spiritual power ball by Desolation, absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, and was forcibly raised to the level of a pseudo-spiritual master.
Suddenly, the pressure on Wanqianglingzun increased greatly.
"Get them!" Someone shouted and rushed towards Mo Yunyi and others. A large number of people rushed forward, like a vast river, and Mo Yunyi turned pale with fear.
"Ancestor, save me!" He screamed miserably, but at this moment, Wanqianglingzun couldn't protect himself, so how could he take care of him.
Many of the Moyun clan's children brought by Mo Yunyi also took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Mo Yunyi. Soon, everyone beat and kicked Mo Yunyi and others directly.
Bang...
Dust rose up, and a figure with a bruised nose and swollen face was still in front of Bai Sword Spirit Master.
"Alas." Bai Sword Spirit Master sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "Today, Moyun Sect withdraws from Moyun City!"
While talking, he took the lead to leave with the support of Mo Yunran.
Perhaps, at this moment, leaving Moyun City is the most correct choice. Because they no longer have the strength to protect Moyun City.
The Ten Thousand Spears Spirit Master could not sing with his palm alone, but Li Lu struck a spiritual hammer on his chest, blood spurted out, and he roared sternly: "Chu Yiliu, I will never let you go!"
His body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Moyun City.
In this way, a dramatic storm subsided.
There were a dozen more corpses on the ground.
Chu Yiliu shook his head, turned around and said, "Let's go."
"Brother, I also want to go with you." Li Chen pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered, looking pitiful.
Chu Yiliu pinched his chubby cheeks and said with a smile: "If you come with me, you won't be able to see your parents anymore."
"Ah?" Li Chen has been following Chu Yiliu these days and almost forgot about it. It was okay not to mention it, but once he mentioned it, he suddenly missed his family a little bit.
"Stay here. We need you here!" Chu Yiliu patted his head and said with a smile. It may be the best choice to hand over Moyun City, which is in a mess, to the Li family.
At this moment, Li Lu was able to stand alone, and Li Chen also mastered the inheritance of Demon God Shunli.
However, Chu Yiliu didn't know whether it would be too hasty to hand over the dilapidated Moyun City to them at such a precarious time.
However, he had no choice because he had more important things to do.
"Remember, there is no good or evil in power, good or evil depends on the human heart." Chu Yiliu's voice sounded again.
Three figures walked towards the outside of Moyun City, and soon dozens of tall figures followed.
The next target - the ancestral land of the Ula tribe!
The King of Song and others, who were thousands of miles away, also broke out of their stronghold and set off towards this direction. By chance, they got stuck in the direction that Chu Yiliu and others were going.
Perhaps, it will be another bloody storm, or perhaps there will be a greater opportunity.