Just as Mo Wen and the three of them were talking, several terrifying spiritual pressures suddenly appeared in the sky of Shengjing. These spiritual pressures gathered together to form a huge momentum peak, which was heavily pressed in Shengjing City.

Feeling the momentum like Mount Tai, the few people in the Spirit Sect realm in the Snow Country felt the dull pressure, not to mention that there were more people in the Snow Country who were under the Spirit Realm, and a strong sense of suffocation continued to torment them.

In some dilapidated houses, different old people could not bear the pressure, all of them turned red and fell to the ground, and as for the newborn toddlers, they lost their voices early.

Extreme emotions are at certain moments that can bring out the ultimate potential in people. Under the extreme fear, the sharp scream turned into an indestructible blade, tearing through the film and resounding through the Shengjing City.

"Ah!!!!!!!h

The battle experience of the millions of barbarian troops, and the bloody perception of the accumulation of millions of corpses, made Mo Wen smell the bloody smell that filled the Shengjing City the moment the spiritual pressure dropped.

Anger filled Mo Wen's heart, and the terrifying figure outside Shixia Pass reappeared in Shengjing City, and at the same time, the momentum of the other four realms of the Snow Country belonging to the Spirit Sect also rose.

The bloody aura of the corpse mountain and sea of blood emitted from Mo Wen's body and the aura of the other four Shengjing Spirit Sects quickly collided with the spiritual pressure in the sky, and they forcibly offset this momentum.

A blood-red glare flashed, Mo Wen stood in the air, and then four flashes of spiritual light, Xue Qingfang, Mo Wuregret, Wei Min, and Du Yanxia appeared beside Mo Wen one after another, far away from the crowd in the air.

Mo Wen looked at the real person in front of him, and made a hoarse voice from his mouth.

"Why? Why do you want to do this and affect these innocent people? Why do you want to do this?"

When Ke Sui Zhenren heard this, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered, "Why? We haven't done anything yet, just to inform you that we're coming! In other words, why should I care about these ants?"

Then he didn't wait for Mo to ask again, and his tone instantly became heavier, "Mo Idiot should have arrived a little before us, we deliberately let him go first, he should have already told you about the matter, what did you think?"

Mo Wen's eyes froze, and he understood that Mo Idiot could easily set off first, and it was deliberate by this group of people, so he said that Mo Idiot was just congenital, how could he escape the induction of so many Spirit Sects. Even the group of people who were really young followed closely behind, pinching the time point to come over, just now this place was to give a dismount, they were using their lives to ask Mo for a dismount!

"You did it on purpose!"

staring at the group of people in front of him, Mo Wen's pupils seemed to erupt into flames. But Mo Wen tried his best to control himself, so that his body trembled wildly. He has to figure everything out today, Mo Wen believes that after today, there will be no more chances!

But Mo Wen's trembling body seemed to Ke Sui Zhenren to be extremely scared and frightened, and a trace of worry before coming also disappeared, and he thought with a sigh, "I know that he can't really do that kind of thing, and the people of the Snow Country will really build momentum for him." But the talent is indeed the best Lingzhou, it's a pity, to do this kind of thing"

"It would be great if you could forbear and cultivate for at least ten years like before, then I .........," Ke Sui Zhenren laughed at himself and shook his head.

"I just gave you such a long time, let's talk about it, I hope you don't make some uncontrollable situation, the strongest in Lingzhou before was not Snow Country. Ke Suizhen's face was very relaxed at the moment.

However, the strange thing is that the person behind Ke Sui Zhenren knew that he didn't say a word, his face was dull, in Du Yanxia's eyes, as if he was not a living person, seeing this situation, Du Yanxia's eyes kept staring at the person behind Ke Sui Zhenren. They really didn't feel Du Yanxia's gaze, or they felt it, but they couldn't react as a normal person because of some kind of restriction!

And the three of them were facing the pressure of Ke Sui Zhenren at the moment, although they had Mo Wen to share a part of it at the front, they tightened their bodies, and they did not have the ability to talk freely.

Ke Sui Zhenren Yu Guang took the situation of the three of them into his eyes, revealing obvious disdain, very similar to the former Xuanshui Elder. He looked at Mo Wen with a hopeful gaze, thinking to himself, "I hope he can have self-knowledge, otherwise he will lose a lot of magic weapons this time." As if thinking of something again, he glanced at Mo Wen first, and then glanced at the person next to him, revealing a weird smile.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, Mo Wen pretended to be calm and asked, "I've thought it through, but before answering, can you let me answer a few questions first." ”

Ke Sui Zhenren is in a very good mood, and at this time, he will win steadily, and everything is under control. "Ask"

Soothing his trembling body, Mo Wen began to ask, "I see that there are so many people above the eighth rank of the Spirit Sect on the field, and the nine grades of the Spirit Sect are more than the number of hands, presumably the war in the Broken Burial Mountain is not tight, why did the Qianling Sect not rescue Lingzhou when the barbarians attacked." ”

Unexpectedly, Mo asked about this, Ke Sui Zhenren was stunned for a moment, showing a look of nostalgia and pity, "Why didn't you worry, our Broken Bamboo Elder was sacrificed in the Broken Burial Mountain, he is a very rare 'elder' in our Qianling Sect" said and turned his gaze behind him, his pupils were full of ridicule.

"As for this group of people, they don't hold any positions in the Qianling Sect, they have a special mission, and besides, when the barbarians attack, we are very timely to ask for help from other states, I think you must have also seen Elder Xuanshui and others. ”

"We will go to the Pure Heaven River to support you after we have completely cleaned up the barbarians in the Broken Burial Mountain, you can't slander me in vain."

"What task can be greater than saving Lingzhou?Is there anything more important than life?" Mo Wen suddenly scolded angrily.

"Hmph! If their mission fails, Lingzhou will be even worse than it is now!" Ke Sui Zhenren wanted to continue talking about this topic, and his face showed impatience. "Life? What is that, only the living are qualified to mention life!"

Mo Wen almost couldn't control himself after listening to Ke Sui Zhenren's words, and his strong self-control once again suppressed his body's instincts.

"Then why are you ........." Mo Wen's mind was fleeting, and he took the words that he was about to spit out back into his stomach. "Then why do barbarians turn monster beasts cooperate"

"That's not simple, their enemies are all us Lingzhou people, isn't it normal to form an alliance?" Ke Sui Zhenren blurted out without thinking about it.

Although this sentence sounded like there was no problem in the ears of the three Xue Qingyan and Du Yanxia, Mo Wen was very keen to find that the "Lingzhou people" in the real words of Ke Sui was very familiar, and the hateful barbarians and strange figures seemed to have said the concept of "Lingzhou" to themselves recently.

It seems that their Lingzhou is completely different from the Lingzhou of the people on this land.

After thinking quietly for a while, Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and without anyone on the field noticing, he began to slowly operate the spiritual power of his whole body.

He continued to ask: "The last question, why are all the people who know the method of refining weapons in Lingzhou from the Qianling Sect, why are all the people who can refine the method of alchemy from the Qianling Sect, why do the barbarians have pills in their hands, and why do the barbarians still use a method called Lingtu." Why have I never heard of anyone walking out of Lingzhou!"

It seems that after asking this question, there is no chance to continue to ask, and there is no need to ask further.

Just as Mo Wen thought, when Ke Sui Zhenren heard these words, his thoughts suddenly pulled into the long stream of time.

Thinking of joining the Qianling Sect with high spirits and starting to cultivate, as his cultivation gradually improved, he gradually found that there were so many talented senior brothers and sisters above him. But suddenly, for a while, they gradually disappeared after being met alone by the soon-to-be-feathered master, who said that they had all violated the strict prohibition of the Qianling Sect and were punished into the forbidden land forever and could not come out.

Ke Sui Zhenren felt very strange, why so many people made the same mistake at the same time, and he had never heard of any special rules of the Qianling Sect. But he was very glad that these people who made mistakes were better than him.

Until one day, Ke Sui Zhenren was also summoned by the head of the family alone, and he will never forget that day. The tragic and inhumane scene, the desperate adult, the opportunity to become stronger appeared in front of him at the same time, it turned out that the head was about to die, and he had to choose an heir.

Ke Sui Zhenren also knew the secret that Lingzhou had hidden for many years, and he also understood all the problems before, he needed to make a decision now, but Ke Sui Zhenren's heart turned, he refused the boss, at that time, he looked at the boss's relieved smile and the adult's sneering voice, he knew that he was right!

There are so many senior brothers and sisters in front of them, Ke Sui Zhenren knows that it is impossible for everyone to control themselves in the face of death, greed, and fear, because they are the same people as themselves, but they are more afraid of death and love Lingzhou a little more, so Ke Sui Zhenren survived.

On that day, only a living person came out of the secret room, and he was sad and happy in his heart at that time, and he kept flashing such a thought in his heart: "After that, I must be a very bad person, what I do can make me go down to the Netherworld a hundred times, but I must also be a good person, what I do can make me worship a hundred times by the dead people in Lingzhou!"

Although Ke Sui Zhenren recalled a lot of pictures, it was only in the blink of an eye, pulling his thoughts to his eyes, and Ke Sui Zhenren's face was already very impatient.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, give you so much time, say! In the end, it doesn't matter to your vast academy, and if you don't go back to the Qianling Sect with me to be punished!"

Mo Wen's face was expressionless at the moment, and he replied very coldly, "Real person, you haven't answered my last question yet, I have always kept my promise, you don't move, I don't move!" The fluctuation of spiritual power on his body was very obvious, and Mo Wen was about to lose control.

"Why should I answer you? What qualifications do you have for me to answer?" Ke Sui Zhenren smiled disdainfully, looking at Mo Wen's still indifferent expression, there seemed to be nostalgia in his eyes, and then he shook his head again, "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you don't beg for mercy when you don't see life and death, you have to remember that these people died because of you."

Ke Sui's aura suddenly erupted, and the aura of everyone behind him also gushed out at the same time.

And just when the war was about to break out, Du Yanxia suddenly spoke up.

"Don't ask, none of the people behind him are alive!"