"Thank you!" Wei Gong looked at Wei Dao and nodded, sincerely thanked, he was grateful to Wei Dao for reminding him that his ancestor Wei Dongsheng was still in retreat, he suddenly felt confident in his heart, reached out and patted Wei Dao's shoulder, wiped the blood from his mouth, turned around and raised his head to look at Moro in the sky, and shouted: " Moro, no matter what Brahma has to do with you, I hope you will calm down and immediately stop killing our disciples of the Tianshan Sect, I am very responsible to tell you that our fifth generation master of the Tianshan Mountains, Wei Dongsheng, is in retreat, if you disturb him, if he is out of the customs, I am afraid that you will not want to return to the Night Temple from now on, just stay in our Tianshan Sect!"

Moro didn't take it seriously at all, as if he hadn't heard, he stood in the air with his eyes squinted, his divine sense spread away, Brahma was leading the team in the direction of the Tianshan Mountains, it should be a quarter of an hour away, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble to Brahma, he couldn't stay here for a long time, he had to dodge quickly, there was only so much he could do for Brahma!

Moro looked up at the starry sky, he didn't expect that Fan Wuchen was hiding so deeply, and Gu Xiaotian had been abused like a dead dog, lying in the void and pretending to be dead, his ears moved, and he could clearly hear Gu Xiaotian say: "Fan Wuchen, I was beaten like this by you, you should also be relieved, kill people too much, let's stop here! If you still don't know how to advance and retreat, then I have to move my backstage out, and you won't be able to take it when the time comes!"

Fan Wuchen put away the Heavenly Demon Poison Dragon Spear, walked to Gu Xiaotian, stretched out his hand and picked up his Heavenly Demon Soul Slayer Thorn, pressed it against Gu Xiaotian's throat, and said: "I can't kill you, I want to hand you over to Brahma, your life and death are up to him, don't you always like to talk from your heart?

"Don't open your mouth for a Brahma, shut up for a Brahma, didn't I just kill him a woman? What's the big deal? I remember that you fought with Bai Wushuang for a thousand years, and the result was not a winner, I helped you kill her, you should thank me, of course, you don't have to thank me, I just killed by mistake!" Gu Xiaotian saw that Brahma Wuchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said urgently: " At this point, I am not scaring you, I have a backer behind me, and I might as well tell you that my backer is one of the four holy mountains, so you can't kill me, and Brahma can't kill me, so stop this matter! I've been abused like this by you, and if my injuries don't get better for a year and a half, do you really want to kill them all? You are also a smart person, and the big men of the holy mountain are not very good-tempered, and you know better than anyone else that tying you to Brahma is not enough to kill them. ”

"You are a dog man, a dog fights people, there are some things you don't understand, you are the eyes of an old lady, your hair is long and your knowledge is short, and it is useless to talk to you more! After Fan Wuchen knew Gu Xiaotian's backer, he smiled bitterly, Gu Xiaotian was dead or alive, and he was still hard-mouthed when he died, so with the sin he committed, even if the Demon Venerable came out to stop it in person, I am afraid Brahma would not sell it, he stretched out his hand to seal Gu Xiaotian's meridians, took out a gourd, and put Gu Xiaotian into the gourd, and then peeked towards the earth, when his eyes were opposite to Moro, he paused, nodded to each other, his figure flashed, and the person had appeared on the Tianshan Mountain.

Wei Gong saw that Mo Luo didn't pay attention to him, he was angry in his heart, and secretly ruthless, he believed that his master Wei Dongsheng would definitely not sit idly by, but suddenly Fan Wuchen appeared in the Tianshan Mountain, standing with Mo Luo, his eyes rolled, and he thought in his heart, what about Gu Xiaotian?

Fan Wuchen clasped his hands into fists and saluted Mo Luoshi, "I didn't expect the eldest prince to make a move!"

"You don't have to be polite, I have nothing to do with him now, it's just Brahma my little brother, I really like it, I can't see him suffer a little grievance, and I don't allow others to hurt him, if he can cut the ninth knife, he will definitely be the overlord of the Three Realms, sweeping the Eight Desolations**, I'm afraid that the Four Great Holy Mountains will also be summed up under his banner, and it is also possible to merge the two Yi and become the Nine Heavens Emperor, I will do something for him, and his future road will depend on you! I believe that person will not be wrong with his vision, otherwise he will not be handed over to you. Mo Luo stretched his waist, yawned, and his eyes fell on the battlefield below the Tianshan Sect, the more than two thousand disciples of the Tianshan Sect, there were not many left, they were all dying, and he let out a faint voice: "Go back to the Night Temple!"

Ji Yun, Mo Naixu and others hurriedly collected their troops and led the Dark Night Army into the air, the black waves were churning, and they were evacuated completely.

Fan Wuchen smiled bitterly and said, "Eldest prince, you think too highly of him, you can't subdue him in ten places, what are you talking about!"

"Those earth monarchs will eventually become his little brothers, if you don't believe it, just take a look, I dare to bet with you!" Moro paused, and said: "Oh, by the way, I heard that the spirit chicken you raised tastes good, give me one to taste, if you have time to go to the Temple of the Night, I will invite you to eat seafood hot pot, my little brother said that the seafood hot pot made by my imperial chef is authentic!"

Fan Wuchen smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a transparent ball of light appeared in his hand, and said, "There are three hundred spirit chickens here, just take it!"

"Then you're welcome!" Moro took the ball of light, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of light appeared in the air, and said to Fan Wuchen: "This is the inheritance of the Demon War King, give it to him! It will help him, there can't be too few people who will charge for him in the future, and he needs some diehards around him!"

Fan Wuchen nodded, put away the inheritance of the Demon War King, and saw Mo Luo's figure flashing and disappearing into the sky above the Tianshan Sect.

"Won't you take your prison?" Van Wuchen shouted.

"My little brother has too many enemies, so I'll give him prisoners!"

Moro's voice came into Van Wuchen's voice, Van Wuchen sighed in his heart, Brahma is really the darling of God, how rebellious Moro is, the dissolute crown prince who has no respect for the Demon Venerable, but he is so fond of Brahma, this Brahma is really loved by thousands of people, Pope Paul now also treats him as a treasure, even the blood clan is respectful to him, I am afraid that it will not be long before the wolf queen of Siberia will come to talk about him, however, he needs to heal now, Bai Wushuang's death is a heart calamity for him, I am afraid that he will not be able to untie this heart calamity, touch his toes and know that he will be busy resurrecting Bai Wushuang next！

Fan Wuchen looked at Wei Gong with a confused face, they couldn't hear the conversation between him and Moro at all, after all, they were not at the same level, they took out a dry tobacco pouch and lit a bag, took two puffs of smoke, and swept his senses, in another three or five minutes, Brahma should be in the Tianshan Mountains!