"Commander of the Guards, Anqi, ready to be sent!"

The black light angels who shot from the white-faced scholar's hand didn't even look at it, only An Qi raised a wing and beckoned, and the holy light turned into wind and easily shattered it.

"What?"

The monks of the Heavenly Dynasty defeated all kinds of alien and alien gods in ancient times, and the charms and Taoism about dealing with aliens are still circulating today, and the 'curse of the gods' is specially tailored for angels, and its effect is only four words in the description of the older generation: "Yangchun and white snow".

But now it was broken up by an angel.

The white-faced scholar felt that the worldview in his mind was collapsing.

"The Dao method handed down by the ancestors will not be wrong! Demon and evil! Trick the mystery! Bring death!"

The white-faced scholar drew a talisman again, this time pulling in the other monks in the room to join him.

Dozens of black lights, like branches and tentacles growing from the depths of the earth, and like thunder and lightning in the opposite direction, and snarky hair, angrily pointing at the sky.

"Make the movement bigger. ”

Mo Xie waved his hand, and at the same time, he casually swung out a sword qi to disperse several black lights that were coming towards him.

"Yes!"

Angel raised her right arm high, the sword in her hand glowing, and many angels followed suit.

A dazzling white light illuminated most of the sky.

"Wash away the dirt!

The black light cast from the hands of many monks is full of ominous flavor, they are the mortal enemies of the 'holy' and the 'holy', and if it were not for Mo Lie's words to know 'to live', the angels would have come up with more violent means.

Holy light burst forth from the swords of many angels and converged into a glowing cloud in the sky.

A little rain of light poured down from the clouds.

The thunder and lightning that originated from the ground met the light rain that fell from the sky, and it was only as soon as it came into contact with the black light, it disappeared one after another, but the effect of the light rain was limited to that.

The light rain only has the effect of purifying negative energy, but these monks themselves do not practice evil arts, and can only release black light because they use runes with 'transformation' functions.

"Evil spirits, eat my righteous purification!"

The raised sword hung down, and Angel took the lead in rushing down, grabbing a monk and slashing his head and face.

Mo Ye covered his eyes.

"Sure enough, asking a foreign ghost to learn martial arts is simply playing the piano to a cow......

This kind of rough, wide-open and wide-closing sword routine is completely the Western riding and slashing routine, and in Anqi's movements, Mo Xie didn't even see the shadow of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique".

He felt that his future in the 'construction of the Angel Legion' was slim.

"Ahhh

However, although the angels led by An Qi used their swords so that Mo Ye couldn't even look at them, after all, they were all at the level of the Six Wings (Jindan), even if the movements were uncoordinated and there were many flaws, it was enough to bully a few monks who were not even in the Jindan period.

Since you can crush it in terms of realm, strength, and speed, it doesn't matter what moves you use.

The battle only lasted ten seconds, and after the battle, the angels were unscathed except for a few guys who were splashed with blood, but it was precisely because of this that the 'uniformity' and 'integrity' of the angels' lineup were destroyed. On the part of the monks, it is much more 'uniform'.

All the monks were cut to blood, all of them were cut into sticks, and even the slogans that were shouted from everyone's mouth at this moment were the same.

"Woo-ah-ah......"

Neat and uniform.

Mo Xie took away the hand that was blocking his eyes.

"Good play. ”

He looked at Anqi, whose face seemed to be full of words, 'I got a perfect score in the exam, praise me', his lips trembled a few times, and he barely swallowed some 'constructive' comments, and then quickly landed on the ground.

The commotion here is so loud, and the sound and light effects are so sufficient, the people who should be attracted to it are about to arrive, right?

Time is running out for him.

Mo Xie fell in front of the white-faced scholar.

"You ......"

The white-faced scholar's expression was hideous, and Mo Xie estimated that this friend probably wanted to say, 'You are going to kill me' or a large remark denouncing the traitor, the country, and the thief, but he didn't give the white-faced scholar a chance.

After all, it's a trick that hasn't even been named.

Mo Xie pressed his hand on the lower abdomen of the white-faced dragon set, and with his experience, he used sword qi to pour into the opponent's body, and dealt a devastating blow to the opponent's dantian and a large area around the dantian.

I don't know what kind of problem it is, Mo Ye's perception power can't perceive spiritual power, otherwise he can completely break the white-faced dragon's dantian very accurately.

"Poof!"

The white-clothed dragon spurted out a mouthful of old blood, rolled his eyes and passed out.

"It should be scrapped, right?"

Mo Xie looked at the white-clothed dragon set's rapidly defeated face and guessed, and then quickly wandered around everyone in the field, abolishing everyone's dantian with one palm.

"Alright, let's all go back and inform everyone: I'll 'do a good job' of swordsmanship in the school later. ”

Mo Xie beckoned to Angel, and many angels turned into white light and burrowed into his pendant, and then he plunged into the night and disappeared.

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Zhou Xian has been out of contact with the Zhou family for more than a month, and if it weren't for the fact that his soul card hadn't been broken, even Zhou Xinyan wouldn't think that he might still be alive.

When a person dies, then the forces behind him may only ask two questions: How did he die? Who killed him?

And after that, there are only two ways to do it: to take revenge for it or to choose silence.

But if a person is alive but missing, then the forces behind him want to know more questions, so many that they can list a piece of paper.

For example: did he run away on his own or was taken captive, in whose hands did he fall, did he betray, and so on.

And then there is one more way to do it: kill people and kill people.

Zhou Xinyan believed that Zhou Xian would never betray him, even after suffering the conspiracy of Zhou Qiyuan and others, he still believed in it.

He even thought that it was precisely because Zhou Xian refused to betray him that he would be calculated and disappeared.

Because Zhou Xian is his descendant in the true sense of the word, he is his grandson.

It is precisely because of this that Zhou Xinyan is completely sure that he can find Zhou Xian's whereabouts.

"Xian'er, you must not be fine. ”

Zhou Xinyan galloped in the sky, holding a special compass in his hand: a hair and a puddle of blood were placed in the place where the magnetic needle should have been placed in the compass, and the outer circle of the compass was carved with a circle of grooves, and there was also a puddle of blood in the groove.

The hair was folded in half, and the split end of the hair pointed to the blood condensed in Luo Ping's outer circle, and it trembled slightly all the time, but in general it did not deviate at all.

The blood in the center of the compass is Zhou Xinyan's, and the blood in the groove of the outer circle of the compass is Zhou Xian's.

This is the 'family search plate', and only people who are relatives of each other can use it to find the other party.

It was a relatively old and not very high-end 'little thing', and it only took Zhou Xinyan five minutes to make it, but it took him almost a whole day to get it working properly and give results.

For the Dao method other than the fire escape, the efficiency and effect of Zhou Xinyan were not ideal, if he hadn't had a fire-attribute flying sword when he hadn't achieved the Yuan Infant before, he would not even be able to fly at all.

The hair pointed to the northwest, which meant that Zhou Xinyan was about to go to a place farthest away from the center of heaven, court, and governance, and the weakest power of the righteous path.

A place that he expected would kidnap Zhou Xian.