After hearing these sincere words, Leng Chuluo shook his head firmly.
Seeing this, Gongyang Fenghai also advised: "Leader Leng, we did do something wrong before. I guarantee that Lujian Mountain will definitely obey the orders of the leader in the future.
Although hundreds of thousands of alien races have been wiped out now, there are still many alien races wreaking havoc in various places.
These all require your leadership, leader!"
Zhuge Zhao and Ouyang Mu looked at each other, and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Could it be that they had thought wrong from the beginning?
Or perhaps the self-proclaimed Mr. Blood and the Yin-Yang Fan were designed to make them mistakenly believe that Mr. Blood was the Evil Lord of the Blood Path, Lin Mo.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that none of them have asked Leng Chuluo, nor have they verified the true identity of Mr. Xue.
I confirmed this just based on the thoughts in my mind.
Doesn't this mean that Mo Linqiu, the first emperor of Great Ting, had guessed everyone's psychology from the beginning and deliberately gave them a wrong hint.
In other words, what he needs is for everyone to think that he is Lin Mo, because only with Lin Mo's identity, even if they have doubts about some things, they will not raise objections.
Zhuge Zhao and Ouyang Mu looked solemn, and looked at Mr. Xue very warily. He was indeed the first emperor of Da Ting, he was so scheming!
Then the two of them said: "Leader, this Mo Linqiu may have expected what the leader did, so he is not worried about his identity being exposed at all.
He wants to let the alien race continue to wreak havoc, and at the same time, let the innocent people of Da Ting continue to be slaughtered!
This is all a ruse! It’s all a ruse!”
"Yes, Alliance Leader, you must think twice and don't fall into his scheme!"
Leng Chuluo frowned slightly, waved his hand and said: "I must step down as leader of the alliance, but that will only be after the aliens are dealt with.
This can also be regarded as my revenge for those people who died at the hands of foreigners because of my misunderstanding.
But before that, Mo Linqiu! You must die today!"
I saw three long swords soaring into the sky. One exuded the ethereal Taoist spirit, the other was filled with gloomy ghost power, and the other had a peerless fairy energy!
Dao sword·Death from heaven! Ghost sword·Destruction of earth! Fairy sword·Death to man! Appear in the world at the same time!
And Leng Chuluo pointed out, the majestic power of Buddha dispersed the dark sky mixed with thick blood energy!
Only when you see through your obsession can you be free from fetters!
The fifth form of the phaseless calamity finger! Reach the sky with one finger!
Mr. Xue was directly knocked out of the Creation Villa by this sudden move, but he jumped into the air and roared to the sky. The sound of thousands of thunders roared, and thunder fell simultaneously within a radius of ten miles!
Countless thunders wildly bombarded the figure in mid-air!
There was just a flash of white light, and the man seemed to turn into a sky-devouring giant dragon, and the endless power of thunder was swallowed up by it and became his food!
Immediately, his whole body was wrapped in the terrifying lightning, and now he no longer looked like a person, but a terrifying Dragon King!
Zhuge Zhao opened his eyes wide, pointed at Mr. Xue and said loudly: "That's right! He is Mo Linqiu. This move is the "Thunder Dragon Immortality Skill" of the Mo family. It is said that it was created by the first emperor of Da Ting.
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But throughout the ages, only those who have made great achievements can perfectly reproduce this move!
I'm afraid he used some kind of body-seizing method to control Mo Yuhao's body. In other words, there is no Mo Yuhao in the world, only Mo Linqiu."
Ouyang Mu looked around anxiously, and asked the magicians whose faces were obscured by hoods: "Where is Lord Underworld! If he takes action, Mo Linqiu will definitely die!"
A magician replied: "There is something going on in the underworld. Lord Underworld saw that the battle situation was decided, so he went back."
Zhuge Zhao thought for a moment and said: "This place is very close to the Creation Sect, and the movement just now was not small.
I believe it must have attracted their attention, and as long as the Three Immortals of Good Fortune or Master Ye come here, they will definitely be able to deal with this guy!"
Leng Chuluo shook his head slightly, with three long swords floating around his body. He stepped towards Mr. Xue with one step and left a sentence: "His strength has not reached its peak, and Mo Yuhao's physical body is too weak.
I am confident that I can kill him with three swords!"
The bronze corpse, which had been silent all this time, was about to leap out, but was stopped by Gong Yang Fenghai and Yue Taiyuan together.
"Although the Thousand Corpses Royal God Sect is not as good as the Heavenly Gate of Paradise, in order to avoid some misunderstandings, you should stay here."
Bronze Corpse was silent for a moment, but when he saw the eyes of many power lords directed at him, he stopped.
But the two people who seemed to be fighting an earth-shaking battle, bombarding everyone with their swords, thunder and light, actually communicated to each other: "Brother Lin, it's almost over. In order to disguise this Thunder Dragon Immortal Technique, the Lord of the Underworld also spent a lot of effort.
After all, this is a lie, and if you wait too long, the flaws will be exposed."
"Okay, it's been delayed for a long time, and it's a bit strange that the Three Immortals of Creation haven't appeared for a long time.
But you have to use a more powerful move to give people a feeling of being dead but not dead, and in short, you have to leave endless reverie."
Leng Chuluo was speechless and put away the two swords with one move, leaving only the fairy sword Human Shang in his hand.
The next second, an ethereal aura burst out from Leng Chuluo's body, and the Immortal Sword Human Shang trembled continuously, as if he was in joy and admiration.
Because Leng Chuluo looked so noble at this moment, even using the simple word "holy" to describe him seemed a bit lacking. This kind of aloofness made people feel no disgust at all, but took it for granted.
The blade of the sword passed by, bringing up the seven-colored light. The seven-colored light spread out directly, as if a wonderful world was derived, and everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.
Then the world continued to shrink, condensing into a point of divine light at the tip of the sword!
In an instant, the fairy sword danced, and the divine light suddenly flew out and attacked Mr. Blood!
Impermanence·Juechen·The mysterious sky spreads out and shakes the Nine Netherworlds!
The dazzling sword light instantly dispelled the darkness that enveloped everything, but a voice reached everyone's ears.
"Mr. Blood will never die. When the bloody storm comes, it will be the day when Mr. Blood reappears!"
When everyone could clearly see the battle situation in the distance, they saw Leng Chuluo holding a human head in his hand, which belonged to Mo Linqiu. He tossed it casually, guided it with two fingers, and completely killed it with a sword energy.
Blast to pieces.
And when he flipped his hand, another Yin-Yang fan appeared, which was Mr. Xue's relic.
Everyone couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief when they saw this, but the words just now still made them feel a little uneasy.
Hidden in the dark, Heizu was speechless for a while. He looked at Lin Er beside him and asked puzzledly: "What's going on? Why can't I understand it more and more?"
Lin Er sighed slightly: "You still have something to learn. Do you remember what the young master said about the dark art of war? It promotes the righteousness of darkness, and after darkness comes light.
But the previous darkness has not disappeared, and it requires a person to carry it, because light is always light and cannot be blasphemed by darkness. Only in this way can this game be considered a complete end.
By the way, according to what the young master said, the name of this plan is, the young master sacrifices his head!"