"Qing'er, what I promised you, I will definitely do it in the near future. 【】”

Ji Mo suddenly raised his eyes and said to Qing'er.

He cares a lot about the people who follow him.

Maybe some of them were by his side because of the Demon Lord of Tongtian. But he understands that these people are very good to him.

If it weren't for their help, Ji Mo wouldn't have survived until now.

How can Zuo Han, the first-generation soldier king, still be so small in the vast cultivation realm.

"Thank you. ”

Qing'er nodded, her heart quite grateful.

As an abandoned son of the Nuwa tribe, he thought that he had no nostalgia for this world, but the young man in front of him took him in and promised him that he would take him back to the place where the Nuwa people were.

She believed Ji Mo's words for no reason.

Along the way, watching Ji Mo defeat her opponent and become more and more powerful, her heart was gratified. But she didn't want to bring too much burden to Ji Mo, she opened her lips and wanted to speak.

"Whew"

At this moment, everyone, including Ji Mo, turned their heads and stared at the front with awe-inspiring eyes.

There, a figure emerged from a vortex of air.

That's the Eastern Emperor Taiyi

Because of the agreement with "it", the two saints, Donghuang and Hongjun, did not attack Ji Mo. Even if Ji Mo's talent is amazing, in their opinion, it is nothing more than that.

Since ancient times, there have been countless demon-level geniuses, but they eventually disappeared into the tide of history.

In the end, only a few remained.

Although Ji Mo was powerful, he was also inherited by the Tongtian Demon Lord.

But he's just a kid who hasn't grown up yet. Even if he is a little jealous of him, there is no need to offend "it" because of Ji Mo.

They didn't do anything to Ji Mo before, and that's why.

But in the scene just now, the thunder and lightning quenched the body, the sky thundered, and the air fluctuated. You know, how firm the enchantment in the Nine Heavens is.

Ji Mo could only shake the enchantment for a moment, but it was enough.

"Kill Ji Mo. ”

This is the thought that came to Hongjun and Taiyi's hearts.

"Yo, I said why did Lord Donghuang and Lord Daozu come?"

Ji Mo had a little smile on his face. But he knew that this time the matter was probably serious.

Despite wearing the mask of a saint, Ji Mo knew that neither was a good bird.

Especially Taiyi, in order to resurrect his subordinates, he is simply unscrupulous.

Although Ji Mo's expression was relaxed, he was always vigilant.

As soon as the two wanted to do something to him, he would fight them with all his might.

Even if you want to lose, you have to lose with a head and a face.

"The vision of heaven and earth just now was caused by you. ”

After all, a saint has a head and a face.

They can do a lot of things in the shadows. But on the surface, they want to make a show.

Their voices were gentle and seemed to be a kind elder.

But after Ji Mo and the others heard this, they just wanted to vomit.

The two old guys in front of them are what kind of urine sex, they all clear.

But they still want to act.

"It's me, master, if you have any conspiracies, let's all come out together. ”

Ji Mo held his head high, and his mouth was merciless, "It's really boring to play gadgets all the time." ”

"I'm just concerned about my back. ”

Taiyi said lightly.

But the astonishing murderous aura released from his eyes made everyone understand that this was not the case.

Throughout the ages, there have always been many people who are sanctimonious.

Coming into contact with these people is a habit for Ji Mo. At first, he was a little unaccustomed to it, but then he slowly became numb.

His gaze was fixed on the two people in front of him, and suddenly he smiled: "If you want to do something to me, just say it, twist and pinch." Phew, what bullshit saint, you stinks in my opinion. ”

Ji Mo said directly with contempt.

For these two old guys, Ji Mo is really disgusted to the extreme.

But he wouldn't strike first, because he couldn't make the two old guys happy, and when the time came, he would find an excuse for their actions.

You can't beat them, but you can disgust them.

A bit of inexplicable happiness flashed in Ji Mo's heart.

When Hongjun and Donghuang heard Ji Mo's words, they all looked at Ji Mo with a calm gaze.

Why don't they want to kill Ji Mo Ji Mo is the heir to Tongtian, and he is a threat to them.

If they keep Ji Mo and continue to live, then their future will be affected.

Will "it" stand out for Ji Mo

Hongjun and Donghuang were not sure, they didn't dare to take this risk.

The stronger the strength, especially the existence of a saint like them, who has gone through a lot of hardships and has become a saint, and does not want to stake his life.

So they have to have an excuse to do it.

The best words can be to let the people around you do it, so that you can shirk the responsibility.

While talking to Ji Mo, the two squeezed each other: "Taiyi Friend, you have great powers, and your cultivation is too good, this kid is against us everywhere, if we can solve him, our world will be pure." ”

"I want to kill him. It's a pity that I don't have the strength. Daozu, your old man has been famous for a long time, and his strength is high, as long as he stretches out his fingers, he can kill this son. I look forward to watching the majesty of Dao Ancestor. ”

Donghuang Taiyi said inquisitively.

Neither is a good bird.

They didn't want to do anything, and they were looking forward to Ji Mo's death.

Ji Mo didn't bother to pay attention to them, and said to his companions beside him: "We don't have time to play with these two old guys. Let's go in and eat. ”

With that, he walked into the room. Hongjun and Taiyi's faces changed, they couldn't let Ji Mo live.

Both of them have a deep hatred for Ji Mo, and if they let Ji Mo grow, it will bring them all kinds of troubles at that time.

Today, Ji Mo must die

Donghuang's eyes exuded a perverse aura, and he said to Hongjun: "Why don't we do it together." If you let this son grow, there will be endless troubles. ”

"Good. ”

After hesitating, Hongjun nodded.

He knew that if he did it at this moment, even if he was punished by "it", it would be better than Ji Mo who was facing future growth.

The former Tongtian Demon Lord was too terrifying, if it weren't for the power of many saints, I'm afraid they would have died. It was because of surviving that war that they cherished their lives even more.

The murderous aura on their bodies was no longer reserved, and it was fully released.

Nightmare, Qing'er, slashing the sky, and Xingtian looked awe-inspiring.

They knew what a terrible thing it was for two saints to strike. But do you want them to back down?

No, behind them is their young master, even if they pay with their lives, they also want to protect Ji Mo's safety.

Maybe it's a little scared, but I have to do it.

Ji Mo looked at the person standing in front of him, and a little emotion flashed in his eyes.

This group of people has always been with them and never left them. They may not be very noble in the eyes of the world, but they are a hundred times more lovely than those sanctimonious saints.

But Ji Mo didn't want them to be hurt because of himself, so the aura on his body was surging, and he directly rose from the ground and rushed into the sky.

He faced Donghuang and Hongjun alone, and he also felt a monstrous pressure, but his waist was still straight.

"It turns out that the so-called saints are bullies. ”

The corners of Ji Mo's mouth wiped a little ridicule.

Whether it is Donghuang or Hongjun, there is a trace of strange flushing on his face.

But they had already acted, and no matter what happened, they could not back down.

Otherwise, you will bring trouble to yourself when the time comes.

A little under their feet, the fists have already bombarded out.

To do something with a powerful character like Ji Mo, they don't need to use all their strength.

Even if Ji Mo can be on an equal footing with Chi You, he only has Chongtian's strength.

After that, Ji Mo may have made a breakthrough, and it is also the cultivation of the Ten Heavens.

There is a huge gap between the Ten Heavens and the Saints.

The one in the middle is the moat.

Moreover, the two of them joined forces to make a move against a Tenfold Heavenly Cultivator, and they seemed even more casual.

"Good time"

Facing the attack of the two, Ji Mo shouted loudly, and a stream of red thunder and lightning emanated from his body.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Mo held the sword of thunder and lightning in his hand and slashed towards them.

The storm is surging.

Hongjun and Donghuang's faces changed.

Their weapons appeared, and the attacks of the two contained a powerful energy, fused together, shattering the thunder and lightning sword light created by Ji Mo.

The next moment, Donghuang was on tiptoe, and he had already rushed towards Ji Mo.

"I want you dead"

The Eastern Emperor's expression was a little hideous.

Ji Mo's blow just now, even he felt a little terrible. It was far away just now, so he hadn't noticed the strength of this energy yet.

After experiencing it himself, his desire to kill Ji Mo became more and more intense.

Because the Sword of Thunder and Lightning was something that Ji Mo had just comprehended.

Although it has great power, after Ji Mo makes it, it can't be used continuously.

He looked at Donghuang's rapidly flickering body, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of mockery: "Finally, I can't hold it back?"

In fact, it is not necessarily interesting to live, and it may be a relief to die. Ji Mo thought in his heart.

But his flame of life became more and more vigorous, and the spirit in his body reached an unprecedented degree of fit, and his voice resounded through the heavens and the earth: "I want to live"

It's a belief that sustains him all the way.

Even if he knew that he couldn't beat his opponent and that he might die in this battle, he still had to raise his head proudly and use his strongest strength to create miracles.

"The Master"

Nightmare and the others shouted, he wanted to rush forward to help Ji Mo, but his strength was not enough. They could only watch Ji Mo enter the Eastern Emperor's attack range.

The fingernails were pinched on the palms of the hands, and the palms were full of fingerprints. But they didn't care at all, what they cared about was Ji Mo's life and death.

Surge forward.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment.

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