The Qilin Arm, the name, was not something that Mo Xuan came up with himself, but the information conveyed by the Blood Qilin Curse told him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This unicorn arm is a kind of power, left by the blood unicorn, and its power is unfathomable!

Mo Xuan knew from the information transmitted by the curse that this unicorn arm was another manifestation of the power of the curse.

The curse contains great power, and for Mo Xuan, it is a double-edged sword.

When the power of the curse explodes, Mo Xuan will be tormented to death by this power, and when the power of the curse subsides, Mo Xuan's right arm can burst out with the power of the unicorn.

With the help of this power, Mo Xuan's right arm will be unimaginable and possess terrifying destructive power.

Correspondingly, the more times the unicorn arm is used, the deeper the curse will be, and the greater the power of the explosion in the future.

Sooner or later, the curse will completely destroy Mo Xuan, unless he can find the Qilin Eye and lift the power of the curse.

After learning all about this Qilin arm, Mo Xuan was mixed, but overall, he was more worried than happy.

After all, no matter how strong the power is, it doesn't belong to him after all, and this is still the power brought by the curse, and the disadvantages far outweigh the benefits, even if it is unimaginably strong, Mo Xuan still can't be happy.

Just looking at the unicorn veins on his arms like this, Mo Xuan frowned sadly and sighed.

The curse on his body gave him a feeling of shackles, and he always felt awkward, but he couldn't do anything to change the status quo, so he was very depressed in his heart.

He was covered in cold sweat, and the pain of cursing into his body just now, now thinking about it made him palpitate, and he couldn't help but secretly say that he was unlucky, how did he encounter such a blood unicorn.

Lying quietly on the ground, Mo Xuan's mind turned, constantly thinking about countermeasures, trying to see if he could find a way to solve the power of this curse.

He first immersed his mind in the "Book of Soldiers of the Ten Thousand Worlds", looking for a book on curses.

In the end, he now said that the easiest way to break the curse is to break it with brute force, which requires the strength of the cracker to be much higher than that of the curse.

Another way is to do what the curse has cursed, and when it is done, the curse will naturally dissipate.

These two methods were of no use to Mo Xuan.

The strongest person Mo Xuan can invite now is also the king, and his strength is inferior to the blood qilin I don't know how many grades, and there is no way to help him break the curse violently.

And finding the Qilin Eyes is by no means an easy task, and at the moment, Mo Xuan doesn't even know which country the Divine Kingdom that won the Qilin Eyes is, let alone snatch it.

Besides, even if he knew which kingdom of God it was, with his current strength, he still had to weigh whether he dared to go or not.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan became more and more depressed.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the two eyes focused downward like cross-eyed, locking the immortal lock on his chest.

With a single thought, he focused on the Immortal Lock, wanting to urge the Immortal Lock to deal with the curse.

However, everything was in vain, and the Immortal Lock was indifferent, only suppressing the Endless Killing Dao Supreme Power of his dantian, ignoring the power of this curse at all.

Faced with this result, Mo Xuan really wanted to cry without tears, and in the end he could only be relieved and accept this reality.

"That's it, curse it, curse it, you can't rely on the immortal lock for everything, you still have to rely on yourself. ”

"Anyway, this curse power can turn my right arm into a unicorn arm, which can be regarded as a hole card, and maybe it can save my life at a critical moment!"

"I just don't know how powerful this unicorn arm is......"

……

Mo Xuan muttered to himself, he could only enlighten himself like this.

He had already thought about it, and since he couldn't solve this curse, he would simply leave it there and leave it alone, so as not to worry about it every day and live uncomfortably.

As for the unicorn arm, Mo Xuan planned to take the time to try its power, which was equivalent to the life-saving means given to him by the blood qilin, how powerful it was, he was still looking forward to it.

After forcing himself to look at the point, Mo Xuan's tightly locked brows finally loosened, and he made up his mind that he would definitely find the unicorn eyes in the future, not for the blood qilin, but for himself.

As for the time, he wasn't worried, he could feel that the erosion of the curse was not serious, and there should be plenty of time left for him to find the Qilin Eyes.

After all, the Blood Qilin didn't really want to kill him, but wanted to be reborn with the help of Mo Xuan's hand, so that Mo Xuan could retrieve the Qilin Eyes for him.

For this purpose, it would naturally give Mo Xuan enough time, and the unicorn arm was also deliberately done by it, and it was the life-saving power left for Mo Xuan.

As soon as Mo Xuan died, it really fell, so the Blood Qilin cared more about Mo Xuan's life and death than anyone else.

In the midst of such cranky thoughts, Mo Xuan's spirit and spirit were also quickly recovering, and after the blood qilin sacrificed his life, the gloomy aura of this qilin cave slowly dissipated.

Not far away, the bone altar completely collapsed, not because it was bombarded by the blood qilin, but because it collapsed on its own.

Because the blood qilin has disappeared, it is equivalent to falling, since the main master has fallen, what is the need for this seal to exist?

It had no living soul to seal, so it naturally disintegrated, and the roots and bones on it quickly turned gray and finally decayed.

The great arrays, the runes, and the pages of the mysterious war book, all dissipated.

The blood qilin is equivalent to being banned and falling, and after not feeling the breath of the blood qilin, the art of war of "never day" will naturally dissipate, and even the mysteries of this kind of military path will disappear with it.

Seeing this situation, Mo Xuan felt a pang of regret in his heart.

He was very interested in the things on the bone altar, and he wanted to get them to study them, especially the pages of the war book, which seemed mysterious and powerful, which made him extremely curious.

But now, everything is dusty and dusty, and his curiosity can only be put down.

After a long time, the Bone Altar completely disappeared, leaving only a dusty aura in its place, and the terrifying pressure that permeated the Qilin Cave also disappeared without a trace.

The huge Jedi has changed greatly at this time, all the ominous, all the weird, all gone, leaving only ashes all over the ground.

Mo Xuan's spirit had also fully recovered, he got up, looked at the greatly changed Qilin Cave, his mind was in a trance, and he felt like he was in a dream.

He never expected that he would encounter such a strange thing, and he actually saw the legendary Blood Qilin with his own eyes.

Moreover, he actually survived, and after being trapped in a Jedi, he did not even die.

Although he was cursed, he managed to save his life, which was much better than those unlucky monks in the past.

Looking at the Qilin Cave where the yin qi was rapidly dissipating, Mo Xuan understood that from now on, this Jedi would no longer exist, and everything would return to normal.

When the latecomers come to this place, they will see nothing but animal bones and ashes all over the ground.

After shaking his head slightly, Mo Xuan put down this experience and decided to leave the Qilin Cave quickly.

At that time, he fell into the Qilin Cave, leaving Mo Li alone outside, and now he doesn't know what the outside situation is.

Whether it is the Qilin Arm or the curse, these can be put into the future to study, for now, Mo Xuan must first understand the changes in the outside world and find Mo Li.

After the power of the law of the military path and the fierce power of the blood qilin disappeared, this qilin cave was an ordinary valley, and it was naturally very easy to climb out with Mo Xuan's strength.

He jumped forward, shook his hands and feet on the cliff wall sensitively, and after a while, he came out of the Qilin Cave and returned to the top of the mountain where the great battle was fought at that time.

On the mountain, there was still a strong fluctuation of Xuan power, which was left behind after the fall of the seven elders of the Li family.

The collapse of half of the mountain has left the place without a single figure.

The corpses of countless bandits were buried in the snow, and a large amount of dead air was steaming, making this place look terrifying, and ordinary people were absolutely intimidated.

Mo Xuan used his soul to explore the Quartet, but there was no trace of Mo Li, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Let's go to Dongyang City!"

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he planned to go to Dongyang City to find Mo Li.

This time, one is to see if Mo Li is there, and the other is to see how the people are doing.

Now that the bandits in Dongyang County have been almost wiped out, and the remaining fish that have slipped through the net can be ignored, Mo Xuan has naturally fulfilled his promise.

On this trip, he wanted to see if the Dongyang City Lord had fulfilled his agreement and whether he had done it to help the victims.

Mo Xuan's degree was very fast, and he used his "body as light as a swallow" all the way, hiding his traces, and quickly approaching Dongyang City.

On the way, Mo Xuan observed the land in all directions, and now it was still dead and silent, and there was no trace of the people.

This made him frown slightly, slightly confused.

Now that the bandits have been wiped out, the people can return to their homeland and live and work in peace and contentment.

But why, there is no one in the four lands?

Mo Xuan faintly felt that there was something wrong in this, and his face couldn't help but sink, and he sped up his hurry.

Soon, he saw the outline of Dongyang City, and he felt that there was a resentment there.

This resentment is the resentment of the people.

After experiencing some curses, Mo Xuan was extremely sensitive to some negative emotions, even though it was still far away, he still felt the resentment of the people.

After perceiving this public grievance, Mo Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold!

He understands that he is afraid that the Dongyang City Lord did not abide by the agreement of the day!

"Whirring ......"

The cold wind was howling between heaven and earth, and Mo Xuandu was extremely fast, quietly coming, and descended outside Dongyang City.

He was not exposed to the eyes of the world, but quietly watched the scene in front of him.

I saw that outside the city of Dongyang, a large number of officers and soldiers were enslaving the people, building the walls of the houses, and expanding the city.

From the pale old man to the faltering child, all of them were shackled and worked hard under the whip.

The common people were ragged and miserable, almost all of them were wounded, shivering in the wind and snow, and enduring whipping.

"Hurry up to Lao Tzu, your savior crown has died in the Qilin Cave, don't expect anyone to help you. ”

"If you don't pull the bricks up the temple before dark, you will freeze to death in the snow at night!"

……

Some soldiers kept shouting and scolding, whipping and beating the people.

"My seventh brother will never die, and when he returns, you will know what regret is!"

Hearing the scolding of these soldiers, some people shouted angrily, accompanied by the sound of chains shaking.